cyberhobo

Ft. Gaines, AL to Pass Christian, MP 9800 mi The wind is really ripping in from the north when I leave. It’s all I can do to make it over the bridge from Dauphin Island brack to the mainland. There it settles down. It’s backwoods and glades through Bayou LeBatie to Grand Bay. There I…

Pensacola, FL to Ft. Gains, AL 9716 mi I decide my last hurrah will be breakfast at the Ramada, then I’ll start living on the cheap. I make good on my intentions in Pensacola, retrieving some fresh bagels I see someone throwing away. As I think about ways to save money, it occurs to me…

Argyle, FL to Pensacola, FL 9645 mi I reach DeFuniak Springs early, and during breakfast the locals tease me that I’m lucky to be alive after sleeping out around here. They’re friendly, down-south folks. At the post office I get some much-anticipated materials from Pete. As I read his letters I realize again how deep…

Havana, FL to Argyle, FL 9558 mi There’s all kinds of action nearby when I wake up. Road construction, school buses stopping, commuters whizzing by. None of them can see me though, so I just leisurely pack up and go. I ride like mad to Chattahoochee. There I stop for a quick charge of chocolate…

Suwanee River St Pk, FL to Havana, FL 9455 mi Sleeping on a picnic table, I feel some sprinkles a few times in the night, but never enough to send me looking for cover. As soon as I’m all packed in the morning, though, it comes down hard. Nice of it to wait. In Madison…

Alachua, FL to Suwanee River St Pk, FL 9365 mi About midnight I hear an animal in the woods and wake up. I know it’s an animal, but it sounds enough like footsteps for my imagination to order up a healthy shot of adrenaline. I know I won’t be able to sleep again, so I…

Brookesville, FL to Alachua, FL 9278 mi Riding is nice and forested today. The hills provide a welcome change, even though my hill-climbin’ muscles are a bit shocked. In Inverness I eat breakfast at a funny little place. The waitress has super brown, corroded teeth and a much thicker southern accent than I’ve been hearing.…

Sarasota, FL to Brooksville, FL 9190 mi I get up and have oatmeal again with Susan and Jason. We forgot to take any pictures, so we get a few last-minute shots. None with Paul, unfortunately. I ride north on smaller roads. At first I ride through nice flowing fields, then I hit strip again. It’s…

Susan makes oatmeal for us this morning. As usual, my appetite exceeds the capacity of a normal family breakfast. I ride to a bagel joint for another small meal, then head for another bike shop to look for a tire. No luck, so I ride to the last bike shop I can find in the…