This included a regular, Jim Mandle and David Masse, coming from Toronto.
I headed west on Razzo from Jacksonville after working an hour on Wednesday. I arriving at our meet up place, the McDonalds restaurant on 98 in Perry, Florida at 11:30. I was early.
One of the joys of riding is enjoying the scenery, and wildlife.
They were hungry, so we headed down the road to Pouncey.s for lunch. I had a BLT that was one of the best ever.
Then off to Apalachicola, riding west on 98 around and through St. Marks, Medart and Panacea, then along the coast to Carrabelle, where we stopped for a photo op. This one was along the Carabelle Harbor, where two women were fishing. Watching them fish were several pelicans and an ibis. Of course, I took the opportunity to take some photos.
Crossing Ochlockonee Bay near Panacea
David in Carrabelle
Then we continued to Lynn's Quality Oysters where three of us had the best raw oysters ever. They were perfect. Lynn's is ground zero for these rides, as it is the oysters that bring us back.
Oystermen returning home
A Canadian enjoying Florida's finest oysters
We checked into the Gibson Inn in Apalachicola and dined at a fine restaurant a block west.
Thursday we had a light breakfast at the inn. Ken replaced the exhaust gasket on his new Vespa GTS that David was riding. Then we headed east towards Cedar Key. But he had a few stops in mind. We started over the Apalachicola Bay Bridge, where the wind was howling from the north. Poor Jim, all 135 pounds of him got battered a bit, drifting around in his lane. But we made it and rode to the first stop at Carabelle Beach, so David could play in the sand. A bit of history, the beach was used by US landing crews in preparation for the D Day invasion. It is all shown on a marker at the park.
Crossing the causway at Apalachicola Bay in a strong wind. Check out the whitecaps.
A stop on a narrow bridge in Carrabelle
Then we took the Sopchoppy route to avoid another bridge crossing in Panacea. Ken turned unexpectedly on 319 towards Crawfordville and had us stop at a shaded spot that contained many old, rusted Ford trucks and other cars. The vehicles were placed there by a fellow named Pat Harvey. Rather than selling them, or trading them in, after use on his farm, Mr. Harvey left them all on this piece of property for all to enjoy. They made great props for numerous photographs with the Vespas placed between cars. It was special.
We passed through Perry, eating at Pouncy's again, where everyone wanted to try the BLT this time. It was not quite as good as the day before, but David said it was still the best BLT he has ever eaten.
Contrails in a clear sky
Jim and David generously offered some cash to help him on his way. He didn't ask for anything, and answered all of our questions for at least 15 minutes before Jim offered the donation. I will be following him along his way on Facebook.
We stopped at a small, waterfront park in Fish Creek, just north of Steinhatchee, again for some photos and leg stretching.
Then we continued south where David showed us how he could fly on Ken;s scooter.
Razzo at the estuaries heading into Cedar Key
Our fearless leader, Ken.
"We are going to have dinner here tonight, and breakfast there tomorrow morning"
The Crystal River nuclear power plant looks like it is in the middle of the gulf from Cedar Key.
It was cold this morning, but after David, Ken and I had breakfast in town, they headed south and me northeast towards home. It was another fine time with nice friends. I am looking forward to the next one.