The temperature felt more like New York in March, or the coast of Belgium in any month besides July and August. And while strong wind is not unusual in this part of the world, I have never felt it for days on end during my visit.
At least the colors and light at Matanzas Bay looked more like those one associates with Florida:
So did those of Painters Hill
Some places, though, looked more like deserts.
During my visit last year, there were palm trees and littoral plant life here. The storms that struck a few weeks ago have laid them to waste.
Believe it or not, this is a roadway:
Old A1A, to be exact. It's closed. Even though I was riding the beach cruiser, I didn't ride this road: I managed to go only a few meters before the wind whipped me around and blew enough sand in my face to make me even less of a navigtor than I normally am!
Still, I had a great ride.
At least the colors and light at Matanzas Bay looked more like those one associates with Florida:
So did those of Painters Hill
Some places, though, looked more like deserts.
During my visit last year, there were palm trees and littoral plant life here. The storms that struck a few weeks ago have laid them to waste.
Believe it or not, this is a roadway:
Old A1A, to be exact. It's closed. Even though I was riding the beach cruiser, I didn't ride this road: I managed to go only a few meters before the wind whipped me around and blew enough sand in my face to make me even less of a navigtor than I normally am!
Still, I had a great ride.
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