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    We're Bryan and Debra Waters and we are migrating south on our Surly Long Haul Truckers! 2 years ago we sold our stuff, resigned from our jobs, and got on our bicycles in Vermont and headed south to Mexico. We biked for 10 months from September 2009-June 2010 pedaling over 4,500 miles. Now we're out for another adventure with the USA. We began on October 8, 2011. Our route is fluid and there is no end date, check the About page for a map of our general path.

Inland Florida

On New Year’s day we left St. Petersburg and we found ourselves again riding the Pinellas Trail, this time north. This was the same trail that brought us in to the city two weeks prior. The ride is completely different in the opposite direction. This trail is well used, maintained, signed and accessible. On our ride, with Debi fighting off the end of a cold, we chatted with other cyclists who had done some touring. It is  always nice to talk to folks who have been out there.  Generally, everyone was pleasant that we came across, perhaps because it was the first day of the new year.

Boxcar cafe serving Green Mountain Coffee Roasters! Unfortunately, it was closed being New Year's Day

We followed the trail  north to Tarpon Springs, FL. The trail makes its way through the downtown area and then ends with no great fan fare as it dumps you out on some well used and abused roads north of Tarpon Springs. Before leaving town we were able to see some of the local sponge industry on the waterfront. Even if only a tourist market today it added a little old time style to this Greek-American town.

Sponges for Sale

After a few grueling road miles our route finally brought us east out to the Jay B. Starkey Wilderness  area where we picked up a connector trail which would take us back to the Sun Coast Trail. The wilderness area had a campground that seemed pleasant and was very affordable.

Sand Hill Cranes

Old burn area in the Jay B. Starkey Wilderness Area

We traveled north on the Sun Coast until just after dark and found a nice quiet campsite in the flat, open woods. The moon was bright and the light was good so setting up the tent after dark was no problem.  The next morning we were up at dawn and rolling through the crisp morning air. The northern end of the Sun Coast Trail is quite hilly and succeeded in getting our heart rates up!

Debi begins a climb up a stepped concrete overpass on the Sun Coast Trail

The northern terminus of the trail is just a parking lot and a picnic table. Once off the Sun Coast Trail we picked our way east and north over to the Withlacoochee State Forest. We did a little more climbing on a smooth highway  and then turned off on some local roads. These roads took us past defunct quarries. Vultures soared overhead and always seemed to find some roadside delicacy to devour. The forest roads were full of their share of sand and Pine and Oak forests. We did our share of pushing our bikes through the deep stuff. Forest road 13 had very low traffic and was an enjoyable ride. The word Withlacoochee means crooked river.

Quiet road heading north

Road starts to narrow but stays solid

Cool stenciled road sign in the Withlacoochee State Forest

Bryan pushes through some of the sandy spots

Soil types kept changing even if only for a hundred yards at a stretch

Close up of the road in the hard pack areas

Quiet campsite deep in the forest

Tuesday morning we woke to some sunny but chilly weather. Now it was Bryan who had come down with the cold. In a couple of miles we were immersed in a busy commercial area with chain stores. We found some coffee and rode a few more  miles to Hernando, FL where we were able to turn south and head down the Withlacoochee State Trail. In  this area of Florida we have been able to link up five paved trails that are traffic free with only small, manageable  sections of easy road riding. Anyone could have a lot of fun in this area by creating narrow loops or figure 8′s if you lived close by. One extremely nice person we met on the trail was Harry and he inquired if we had ever heard of Ken Kifer who said “take two bicycle wheels daily”. We hadn’t heard of him but after researching him we thought we would share his website (above).

Looking up at the Withlacoochee Trail

If it were only that easy - Oh, wait, it actually is that easy

Road crossing on the Withlacoochee Trail

Pannier friendly bike rack and rider friendly swing along the trail

One area we didn’t have enough time to explore nor the right tires or suspension was Croom, FL. Mountain bike trails abound here. Maybe someday we will return to ride some single track here – who knows? We found a quiet campsite deep in the forest off the bike trail. After getting off the Withlacoochee Trail we found a large breakfast, wi-fi and coffee at the local Denny’s. We did a quick re-supply at a Winn-dixie super market  and then headed east on route 50 for 17 miles to the James A. Van Fleet Trail trail head. Route 50 was the only section of our ride into St. Petersburg that we repeated on our way out. This section cf highway crosses the Florida Trail where ample camping can be found. The James A. Van Fleet Trail is almost completely straight from the beginning to the end with the exception of one bend. We only saw a handful people using it. It is rather remote and borders state forest on one side and ranch lands on the other.  Wild cattle watched us as we pedaled by. There is not much room to camp as swamps and barb wire keep close tabs on the trail.

Wednesday and Thursday were spent cycling south through big citrus country. We found ourselves riding through towns with names like Frostproof and Winter Haven. Not all miles of a trip like this are glorious and we call these areas the “in betweens”, sometimes you have to ride the in between stuff to get to the areas you want to be in. Often, the in between areas are mid-sized urban areas that are busy and not used to touring cyclists coming through. We passed a lot of citrus groves that were actively being harvested by hand and loaded into large trucks. It was a busy time of year for sure. We rode through the Lake Wales Ridge State Forest in the late afternoon and later, well off the road we camped in a  sandy clearing in the forest.

Big easy roads in the Florida sunshine

Oranges ready for harvest

Simple trail head in Lake Wales Ridge State Forest

Sunset from camp

We decided to ride over to Lake Okeechobee, the largest fresh water lake in Florida to partially circumnavigate a trail that runs along its shore. The next post will be about riding to that area and other wild areas of South Florida, then on down to the Keys where we are writing this post from, trying to catch up with the cyber world after a 14 day stretch of riding without a break.

More to come!

B+D

Still heading south, more to come!

Sunset with the steel camels

It’s Monday morning and we’re headed out of Immokalee towards Big  Cypress National Preserve, the Everglades, and beyond.  We have wonderful family flying down to meet us in Key West in the end of the week.  We will update the blog with our Central and Southern Florida travels from our cushy spot in the Keys.  In the meantime we’re having a terrific time riding around, we just did a section of the Hoover Dike around Lake Okeechobee.  Lots to share, so we’ll see you soon!

D+B

St. Petersburg

Happy New Year everyone!

Well, after an extended  holiday break in St. Petersburg, FL we will be getting back on the bikes tomorrow for a 700 mile meander through central and southern Florida. We are excited to  meet up with family down in the Keys and to continue soaking up the warm winter weather.  St. Petersburg has been a fascinating city  to observe. From our 7th floor hotel room we have been able to look down and watch each evening’s events unfold. It has been great to take some days off , get some sun, catch up on the news and wait out the holidays and associated traffic.  We’ve been staying at the Williams Park Hotel just on the edge of the downtown hub. At $180 a week and its  with its views of Tampa Bay it can’t be beat.

View from our room

Cafes at night

Banyan Tree

Palms at Vinoy Basin

Flock of Black Skimmers

Sculpture in Vinoy Park

Sunset on the Pier (which is slated for a huge renovation)

Pedal powered Surrey!

These little cruisers circulated out from the pier and were rented hourly to all sizes of groups. They had horns and bells and made their way all around the waterfront. Some families wore helmets and rode slow. Others sped and took corners too fast while laughing.

Looking back toward St. Petersburg on the stark Pier

The pier in St. Petersburg is slated for a huge renovation and there was a design competition for ideas. The history of the pier is pretty interesting.  We tend to think they could take away a few of the six lanes for cars, plant some trees and grass areas, ditch the valet parking, provide some shade, keep the trolley and change the street lights. Oh yeah, and the Lego look of the main pavilion can’t stay. They have a $50 million dollar budget so hopefully they can come up with something.

Bryan takes to the streets on foot

We were able to see a permanent collection of some glass work by Dale Chihuly at the Morean Arts Center. We weren’t able to take photos of the exhibit but we were able to take a few in the gift shop. Amazing work.  Blue neon lit room was super funky.

Dale Chihuly

Dale Chihuly piece

Dale Chihuly piece

Salvador Dali Museum

We went out for a few rides on local bike routes. With the Pinellas Trail and a decent amount of bike lanes it is fairly easy to get around the city. Beaches were within an hours ride from our downtown digs.

East Beach near Fort De Soto

Beach on Treasure Island

The elusive dolphin

Happy New Year!

Happy New year everyone! More to come from inland Florida and the Everglades.

B+D

Happy Holidays

Warm wishes for everyone as they gather together to celebrate the season.  Here’s a few photos we’ve collected along the way this time that we’ve saved to share for the holidays.

Spotted in Palatka, FL

Sweet deal!

Santa pedals in the Outer Banks in NC

Take care everyone with special wishes to our friends and family-we miss you all!

Debi and Bryan

Spring to Spring in the Ocala National Forest

We’ve been resting for the last week in downtown St. Petersburg.  It’s Christmas eve morning and we’re at a Starbucks having some strong coffee and getting caught up on the blog.

We last left off leaving St. Augustine.  On Friday December 9th we pedaled a short distance to Moses Creek Conservation Area, a part of the St. Johns River Watershed.   Debi happened upon their website before leaving St. Augustine and found that there’s primitive camping at many of the conservation areas.  We picked out a site at Moses Creek that was about 6 miles inland.  The website said that it was good for cycling.

We had a lovely time pedaling in the first mile.  With in minutes we were in the woods, birds singing and sun shining.  As we got farther in the road began to turn to sand. We reached and intersection with powerlines that we were supposed to follow for about 3 miles and it was like a sand dune road.  It was hard to push the bikes and we decided to surrender and camp just off the  powerlines on a barely used path.  Right  as we made that decision an armadillo made a ruckus coming out of the bushes and marched across the road in from of us.  He seemed unaware of our presence and even checked out Debi’s bike.

Debi rides the trail in Moses Creek

Moses Creek Wilderness

Armadillo!

Grasshopper that blends in

No picnic table, but that's ok!

We left Moses Creek in the morning on Saturday and biked 54 miles to Salt Springs Campground in the Ocala National Forest.  On the way there we stopped at Ravine Gardens State Park.  There’s a 1.8 mile paved loop around the ravine and coincidentally it was closed to traffic when we arrived.  Saturday was the beginning of 4 days of overcast days with intermittent rain.  It was tolerable thanks to mild temperatures.

We stayed for 2 nights at Salt Springs Campground.  The place was practically deserted, especially in the primitive camping area.  The campground is actually a National Forest Campground.  The facilities were immaculate, the staff friendly, and it was the first spring we’d ever been to.  This is one of numerous springs in central Florida.  The water stays a constant 72 degrees.  In the winter fish and other wildlife are drawn to the spring.

On the way to Salt Springs

No sunshine, but the leaves shined brightly

Live oaks and winding paths

Terrible photo, however it shows a Mullet Fish, we laughed and watched them leap out of the spring over and over!

Campsite at Salt Springs, we found the chairs by a dumpster and enjoyed them while we could

On Monday December 12th we left Salt Springs and we ventured out on a Forest Road to get to another campground called Juniper Springs.  The Ocala National Forest road system is like a grid, we traveled about 15 miles south on a sandy, wilderness road.  We were passed by only 1 car the whole afternoon and we saw abundant evidence of wildlife.

Ocala National Forest

You go left, I'll go right

Black bear print

He looks mean, but he's only 1/2 inch tall

Forest Road 33

The sun peeked through

Debi didn't make it to the top, the road got super soft

We arrived at the entrance to Juniper Springs campground in the later afternoon.  We had a pleasant conversation with the Manager of  the campground.  We told her about our travels and she listened enthusiastically, telling us about others that had come through.  She said we were welcome to camp for free that night off the Florida Trail which crossed the road right outside the campground entrance.  Then we could save one night’s fee and enter the park in the morning.  It was refreshing to get help like this from a campground.  The Florida Trail is a National Scenic Trail, similar to the Appalachian Trail. It’s not quite complete but there are lengthy stretches, especially in the Ocala National Forest.  On Tuesday morning December 13th we checked in at Juniper Springs.  Once again, we found ourselves in a mostly deserted campground.  We took full advantage of the trails available to us and spent the day checking out wildlife and we swam in the spring.

Juniper Spring, with a CCC structure in the back

We watched theese 3 raccoons scavenge for food in the spring

Sand boil-where water comes to the surface in the spring it looks like the sand is boiling

Wild citrus in the forest just out of our reach, shaking the tree didn't work either

Hiking along the Florida Trail in the Juniper Springs Wilderness

We left Juniper Springs Campground on Wednesday the 15th and pedaled 45 miles to Orange City. We wild camped in the woods outside of Blue Springs State Park with the intention of checking in early the next morning. This has become a new strategy for us to capitalize as much as possible on our “paid” camping time.  It got super busy on the way to Blue Spring State Park thanks to our proximity to Orlando. Our motivation to go to Blue Springs was to see Manatees which flock to this particular spring and it’s 72 degree water.

On our way to Blue Springs State Park we happened upong the Indian River Market in Barberville

Happy Buddha in Barberville

Manatee looks like a smooth stone

Mother and baby Manatee

Live oak and historic Thursby Home, built on top of an Indian midden (with little mention of) at Blue Springs State Park

Spanish moss

We boogied out of Blue Springs State Park after having a restless night with some drunk neighbors in the campground :( . We decided to find somewhere to rest for the week leading up to Christmas.  We had concerns about being out on the roads traveling during one of the most hectic times of the year.  We found an affordable accommodation right in downtown St. Petersburg.   With about 200 miles to get there from Blue Springs we tried to take as many bike paths there as possible.  First we headed toward Winter Garden via Apopka on the West Orange Trail-a rails to trails.  It was a great ride and we always remark at how wonderful it feels to cycle away from traffic.  From the West Orange Trail it immediately connected to the Lake Minneola Scenic Trail/Clermont Trail.  After pedaling 60 miles we camped off the Clermont Trail and had a foggy start the next morning Saturday the 17th.  We got coffee in the cute downtown of Clermont.  Then we cycled 71 miles to Pasco and camped off the Suncoast Trail, another rails to trails.  Sunday morning we got up early and pedaled during sunrise.  Road bikers were out in force on the Suncoast Trail.  We pedaled 68 miles to St. Petersburg.  We pedaled most of them on the Pinellas Trail, with some of the miles leading up to it through serious construction.  We were so glad it was Sunday because we would have been pushed off the road otherwise. If you want more information on the 4 trails we just mentioned check them out on traillink.com a website run but Rails to Trails. We pedaled about 200 miles in 3 days! Thanks Florida for your bike paths and generous shoulders.

West Orange Trail

Spotted along the West Orange Trail

Foggy Lake Minneola morning

Suncoast Trail

Sunny Pinellas Trail

We arrived in St Petersburg in the late afternoon on Sunday December 17th. We found a great rate for a week at the Williams Park Hotel.  It felt great to check in after over a week of camping.  We quickly put the tent in the closet!

This will be the longest we’ve stayed in once place since we left in October.  Ahhh, time to relax and reflect.

Thanks for following along as we wander through the Florida landscape!

Bryan and Debi

Welcome to Florida

We dropped off the rental car on Monday morning December 5th.  In the bright Florida sunshine we gathered our gear and pedaled out of the Jacksonville airport.  It felt kind of like magic that we were suddenly pedaling in Florida, we’ve been thinking about it for a long time.

The roads had decent shoulders and the drivers seemed to be in good spirits.  We pedaled 25 miles out to St. Georges Island along the St. John’s River.  We happened upon a city park called Huguenot Memorial Park and there was a camping symbol on their sign.  We wandered in and were pleasantly surprised to find simple camping, hot showers and views of the ocean and river for $11.30!  Terrific!  We stayed two nights, taking walks on the beach, watching crazy amounts of air traffic fly over from the nearby naval base,  plus giant ships going by.  The campground was practically empty.  There were also lots of surfers riding the waves during the day.  We did some repairs to our gear and just relaxed at our campsite at our picnic table under the shade of a palm tree.  Life is good.

Our campsite at Huguenot Memorial Park

Beach flower

Palm tree silhouette

Pelicans in formation

Bird tracks in the sand

Here comes Santa Claus...

Wow!

We left on Wednesday morning December 7th with plans to connect with a warmshowers host in St. Augustine.  We took a ferry ride first thing from St. Georges Island to Mayport.  It was quick and for the first time we went on first and off first.  Normally it’s the other way around.  From there we headed south 41 miles in a headwind.  The headwind doesn’t bother us too much in the flat terrain and sunshine.  The wind can be dehydrating so we keep drinking lots of water as we go.

We arrived in St. Augustine in the afternoon.  Almost 4 years ago to this day we had taken a holiday trip down to Florida with our bicycles on the back of our car.  It was the fist time we tried biking around together and St. Augustine had been our first stop.  It’s neat to be back around the same time with all the holiday decorations.

Our warmshower’s host Hugh is a terrific fellow and his house is right in town.  We toured  around on Thursday, checking out the Castillo de San Marcos Fort, a National Park site.  We invested in a Nation Park Pass as we anticipate visiting many more down the road.

On top of the fort

Courtyard

Flagler College

It’s been a blogging marathon!  Thanks so much Hugh for hosting us-we continue to be overwhelmed by the hospitality that warmshowers hosts provide.  It’s such a great resource and we look forward to the day when we can host cyclists again.

We are headed out the door and into the backcountry a short distance from St. Augustine.  We are excited for free camping that involves a picnic table :)  Our next post will share what we’ve found in the woods of Florida.

Thanks for following along and we wish everyone well.

Debi and Bryan

Vroom Vroom

We decided to take a little detour from the biking and let most of South Carolina and all of Georgia fade in the rear view mirror.  We  rented a car on Sunday December 4th and drove about 300 miles south to avoid some grueling biking on narrow, dog infested, heavy trafficked roads. This was an odd decision for us as we have been typically thinking about other cyclists who use mass transit with their bikes to get around.  We are not anti-car but are more the pro-bike sort.  Laura of The Path Less Pedaled wrote a blog post regarding this topic and her experience.  Bus and train travel is expensive and often quite an ordeal with bicycles as we have heard from countless other cyclists we have met.

After leaving  Kim and Eric’s on Saturday we crossed the NC – SC state line and headed toward Myrtle Beach. The ride was sunny and flat and we caught our first glimpse of alligators sunning themselves by some water on a golf course. Our route took us off road through Lewis Ocean Bay Heritage Preserve. It was a six mile shortcut to the Myrtle Beach area. It was sandy and muddy in parts but it was quiet, beautiful and a welcomed break from the pavement. That night we camped in a quiet part of the woods bordering the preserve.

Sand and mud + orange vest for visibilty to hunters = good times

The preserve

The next morning we headed out and picked up a nice paved bike path that led us all the way to the Myrtle Beach airport. Within minutes of arriving at the airport we were handed keys and we loaded the bikes and got in and drove off in a mid-size SUV. No problems or hassles in a car centric country. With Debi at the wheel and Bryan on navigation and radio duty we found an odd sense of anonymity which was hard to describe.  In our research of biking in Florida we found an interesting article describing this phenomenon.

All gassed up, pedal to the metal

The miles flew by and we laughed at each day they equaled if we were pedaling.  With our new wheels we took a trip into Charleston, SC for a quick look around and a picnic lunch. We paid a dollar to park in a city parking garage and wound up leaving before dark.  That night we hit a drive thru at a Dairy Queen and wound up parking at the Florida Welcome Center off I-95 for the evening.  We locked the bikes to the outside of the car and spread out our sleeping pads and bags for an uneventful night inside the car. The next morning we got up,  got our free orange juice and drove the last few miles to the Jacksonville airport. We easily returned the car and resumed our Adventure Cycling route from there.

It’s unfortunate that it’s easier to rent a car to transport ourselves and our bikes than it is to ride a bus, take a train or fly.  We spent time talking with our friend Shane about this.  He said in Europe and other parts of the world he’s traveled in it’s completely encouraged to ride a bicycle and people wouldn’t event second guess taking a bicycle on public transit.

We’ll pick up in Florida in the next post.

Bryan and Debi

OBX Part 2

We left our campsite in Rodanthe, NC on the morning of Tuesday November 22 and beelined our bicycles to Avon.  Debi’s bike has been in need of some drive train work and the local bike shop we called was ready to help, we just had to get there before they closed.  On our way we spotted in the distance what appeared to be another touring cyclist.  It was then that we met Shane.  He’s from Norway and enjoying cycling for a few months in the USA.  We politely excused ourselves with plans to meet up at the bike shop that we were headed to.  He met up with us at Island Cycles.  After exchanging stories from the road we all realized we’d been on the same paths for a while, just barely missing each other.  We decided to meet up a couple days down the road in Ocracoke for Thanksgiving.

Departing from Avon with a like new drive train felt amazing! We shifted gears and pedaled to the Cape Hatteras lighthouse.  The tallest brick structure in the world. Cape Woods was our campground for the night in Buxton.

Cape Hatteras Lighthouse

Wednesday Nov 23 greeted up with downpouring rain.  Thankfully there’s a terrific pavillion at Cape Woods so we moved camp to there and waited out the storm and made our coffee. By noon we pedaled towards Hatteras to catch the ferry to Ocracoke Island.  We love ferry rides and this one was about 40 minutes long.  From the ferry landing in Ocracoke we had to pedal about 14 miles to town on the other side of the island.  Without meaning to, we timed our ride perfectly with one of the most exciting sunsets yet.

It was super windy through Cape Hatteras

Bryan waits for the ferry to Ocracoke

Fun with seagulls on the ferry

Thunderclouds loomed over the sound on the way to Ocracoke village

Riding along

Epic ride and sunset

In Ocracoke the speed limits are low and all sorts of people ride bicycles, we fit right in.  We found a campsite at Teeter’s, run by Bubbie Boos.  With the confederate flag waving proudly we handed him our cash and set up for the night.  The next day we rode around town.  We found a restaurant serving a Thanksgiving buffet and made plans with Shane to eat there later.  Thanksgiving afternoon on the beach at Ocracoke was splendid. The sun shined brightly on us.

Dinner at D’Ajio’s had a southern flair.  There were seafood dishes like Oyster stuffing and Shrimp & grits.  We filled our plates as many times as our stomachs would allow.  It was so great to be completely full.  Us cyclists are almost always hungry.  It was so nice to spend Thanksgiving with Shane-his first in the USA.  After dinner we hiked out to Springer Point and caught a flawless sunset.

Dinner was tasty! (photo by Shane)

The trees at Springer Point-where Blackbeard the pirate used to hang out

Perfect sunset following a wonderful day

Beach ramp road 72 on Ocracoke

Unloaded on Ocracoke!

Black friday came and we stayed another day on Ocracoke.  The island was really drawing us in with it’s small village, friendly people and super chill biking.  We planned with Shane to leave on Saturday morning, catching the first ferry to Cedar Island, a 2.5 hour voyage then to bike 30 miles to a campground in Otway.  We saw another awesome sunset at the end of the day and the mosquitos were fierce.

Shane and Debi on the ferry

Bryan coasting after crossing a bridge on Cedar Island

Our tents in Otway, NC

Sunset splendor

On Sunday morning we said goodbye to Shane, hopefully we’ll connect with him again down the road in the Florida Keys in January.  After looking at our maps we decided to deviate from the Adventure Cycling Route and get a bit more coastal riding in.  We went to Beaufort, Morehead City and Atlantic Beach.  Sundays can equal tranquil riding and this one was perfect.  There were bikepaths everywhere and the shoulders were huge.  We pedaled a total of 49 miles and landed in the woods off a dead end road in Swansboro.  The woods were super thick and we barely were able to squeeze our tent in.

Watertower along the coast in Atlantic Beach

Bike Path outside of Atlantic Beach, NC

View of the Intracoastal Waterway in Swansboro, NC

Wild camping in Swansboro, NC

Monday Nov 28th was sunny as we dashed out of our campsite and headed towards Surf City, NC.  We had to ride around Camp Lejune, a giant Marine base.  The area around Camp Lejune was busy and depressing. There were plenty of gentleman’s clubs alongside box stores.  The highway we were on had a giant shoulder but the traffic was incessant and loud.  We crossed over to Topsail Island and biked another section of NC coast.  We pulled in to Lanier’s Campground in the late afternoon and set up our tent ready to deal with an impending deluge later that night.

Tuesday we left Lanier’s in the rain and rode 54 miles through Wilmington out to Carolina Beach State Park.  Wilmington was challenging to ride through.  We had a close encounter with a garbage truck that just about ran us down.  We didn’t linger in Wilmington, it looked like a nice enough place, just a bit scary to bike through. We barely made it to Carolina Beach State Park by dark.  We found the park to be over staffed and inefficient.  Honestly, it seems crazy that we pay the same rate as a vehicle. We’re finding this in most State Parks that we’ve been to.  Where have all the primitive campsites gone? We don’t need water or electricity every time.  We watched with dismay as countless park employees drove large pick up trucks around and around the campground that only had us and one other camper.  It seemed wasteful and lazy. We hate to feel like we’re paying for park employee’s gasoline every time we stay at a state park lately.

Wednesday morning November 30th we high tailed it out of Carolina Beach State Park and went to another ferry crossing-Fort Fisher to Southport.  We had some time to kill before the ferry so we stopped at a general store for a snack and some very pushy birds moved in on our bikes while we were eating.  We hung out at the fort for a while and enjoyed the scenery before getting on the ferry.   We landed in Southport and stocked up on some groceries.  Traffic picked up so much so that we dashed off the road to find a campsite around 4pm.  We later learned that we were on one of the worst roads in NC.  The next morning we woke up with frost all over our bikes.  Once the sun started thawing everything out we packed up and went a short distance to stay with our friend David’s daughter Kim and her husband Eric and their daughter Mackenzie in Supply, NC.  They were wonderful hosts and the bed in the guest room felt oh so good. Thank you so much for having us!

I'm watching you!

Windblown trees at Fort Fisher

Debi riding at Fort Fisher

Leaving Fort Fisher

And that sums up the rest of NC.  We spent about 2 weeks navigating the coast.  It was a terrific experience!

B+D

Please stand by

Hello everyone! Thanks to free 3G on our new Kindle we are able to do this quick post. We decided to fast forward a bit, we rented a car the other day from Myrtle Beach, SC to Jacksonville, FL. We are now at a wonderfule city park camping by the ocean. The weather is wonderful! We are heading to St. Augustine tomorrow. The blog will be up to date in a couple days. Hope everybody is doing well and we’ll see you soon. D+B

OBX Part 1

We are sitting at a picnic table at Camp Hatteras Campground in Rodanthe, NC this Tuesday morning November 22nd.  The wifi is strong and our most recent photos from the past few days are uploaded.  The campground we are at was covered in over 4 feet of water during Hurricane Irene.  Yesterday was the first day the office was suitable to work in again after many repairs.

To catch up to today we’ll start with leaving our warmshowers hosts on Thursday Nov. 17th.  The weather was not in our favor, but hey-it can’t always be. We have great raingear and we’ve actually found that riding in the rain we stay drier than just standing in the rain.  We left Suffolk, VA and pedaled around The Great Dismal Swamp for the better part of the day. Apparently the swamp is home to the highest concentration of black bears on the east coast.   Even with the poor weather we actually had a tailwind and made it 40 miles to South Mills, North Carolina.  Right around the time we were looking to find somewhere to camp we noticed spraypainted on the road “SAG —–> “, in bike speak this mean support for cyclists so we figured this might be an ok place to camp as it was pointing at a church.  We knocked on the neighbor’s door and this is when we met Howard and Lois Jean.  Howard was more than happy to show us where we could camp and then he told us all about his trail system and that he walks and hikes all the time, this coming from an 81 year old. He said the previous week he had walked 42 miles total.  He reminded us to stay close to nature and was so happy that we wanted to camp and take a walk on his trails.  We had a cold night but were totally warmed by our encounter with Howard.  The next morning we had coffee with Howard and Lois Jean in their home.  We learned about the area, how it’s changed and shared opinions on the current state of affairs.  Lois Jean gave us a tour of their home and showed us all her beautiful paintings.  They were a joy to spend time with and we were thankful that the marks on the road led us to have this great experience.  We  never know who we’re going to meet or what could happen at any time.

The sun appears and lights up the trees in South Mills, NC

Campsite @ Howard and Lois Jean's

Howard's walking sticks

Howard's trail

Getting ready to leave South Mills, NC

We started pedaling again after saying goodbye to Howard and Lois Jean.  We had a flat, sunny ride on Route 158 heading towards to Outer Banks.  We decided to check in on email at a library in Barco.  We are thankful we did because a warmshowers host in Point Harbor offered to let us camp at their home even though they were out of town. Wow!  We were totally excited to learn this as we weren’t sure if we’d make it across the bridge over the Currituck sound before dark.  We got to Point harbor and rolled in to our host’s yard.  It was a great spot with an incredible view of the bridge right along the sound.  They had an outdoor shower on the deck  and we enjoyed using it with it’s hot water!  The next morning as we were packing up to leave, Nick, our host called us and generously said we could stay longer is we wanted.  So, we changed plans and relaxed on the deck of their home for the rest of the day. It was lovely and the restful.

Wright Memorial Bridge-3 1/2 miles long!

View from deck in Point Harbor

On Sunday morning we packed up and pedaled across the bridge.  We were thankful for light traffic as there wasn’t much room.  Every car that passed us sounded so loud and 3.5 miles felt like an eternity.  We headed to Kitty Hawk to resupply and then pedaled just a few miles to Kill Devil Hills to set up camp early and go to the Wright Brothers Memorial.  The campground we stayed at was in rough shape thanks to Irene.  It really wasn’t that great but sometimes that’s how it goes.

Spotted on the way to the campground

Camping on the canal @ Joe and Kay's in Kill Devil Hills

Wright Brothers Memorial

Wilbur and Bryan

The memorial was huge

Sunset in Kill Devil Hills

Orville and Wilbur Wright were originally owned a bicycle repair shop in Dayton, Ohio.  They utilized their bike tools and knowledge to aid them in creating their flying machines.  We caught the sunset on the beach before headed back to our campsite. The next morning, Monday, we chatted with our neighbors at the campground who were from Massachusetts.  It was fun to share stories with them. We actually ended up  camping at the same campground with them again later that day.  We biked about 40 miles to Rodanthe yesterday.  The mosquitos are thick here this year, thanks to Irene and a warm October.  We really couldn’t stop in Pea Island along the way for fear of being sucked dry.  We had to cross another bridge across the Oregon Inlet.  It was beautiful and terrifying (for Debi more than Bryan).  There were dead birds all along the shoulder.  Traffic was light and it wasn’t THAT bad.

Flower spotted along the shore

850 pound stuffed fish caught in March of 2011

view of bridge while on it....it's so long!

Route 12 through Pea Island

Repair work ongoing from Irene

Irene damage in Rodanthe, the town seems like it took a hard hit

We set up camp at Camp Hatteras Campground. 4 feet of water covered the whole place during Irene.  It’s looking pretty good now and they are in the midst of rebuilding structures and infrastructure.  We went down to the beach for the sunset and check out the Rodanthe fishing pier nearby.

Rodanthe fishing pier

We woke up this morning at sunrise and rushed out to the beach.  We were inspired by our friend John and Tre with their jumping photos so we took on this morning.

Sunrise!

We’re  heading to Ocracoke today via a short ferry ride.  Plans for Thanksgiving are up in the air and we’re just going with the flow.  We may  look for some kind of buffet or maybe something else will happen-who knows?!

Cheers from OBX, NC-

Debi and Bryan

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