I left Martinique about 7:00 AM this morning. It was very strange riding road that I had ridden on many occasions. Once I got past Perdido Key it was road I had driven, but never ridden. Scenic Hwy 90 was tougher than I expected but with a headwind everything is tougher than you expect. Winds are out of the North again tomorrow, so we'll have to hope for the best.
We came back to Martinique tonight for dinner with the Bass family. The Bass' are like a second family to me and there's no way to express my affection for the entire family.
We're about to have steak again, yes, there's never enough steak.
After dinner Mark and I are headed back to Fred's for the night. I hope to make a long ride tomorrow before Roger Harwell takes over as support team. It is important to note that this whole trip is Roger's fault.
Mark is going to stay until mid day and then I'm own again.
My friend Fred brought 13 lbs. of rib eyes last night. I'm not kidding,
Tonight I was fed by the Bass family, my second family. Bill and LaNette brought steak, shrimp, and homemade chocolate pie. Brad and Em made it in at a decent hour, and Adam and Erin finally made in about the time dinner was ready. Adam only schedules according to meals.
I was shocked today by memories of my mother. I wish she was here to see this. I know she is watching as my good friend Carney Sharpe reminds me, but I still wish she was here. We shared the anniversary of her passing just a few short days ago. She was an extraordinary woman. I miss her.
I hope you miss someone too.
Cycling over the Gulf.
Fred and Mark at Waffle House breakfast. I had the hash browns "all the way."
A Bridge over the gulf.
Coming out of Orange Beach.
The Steed at breakfast.
I'm even happy to be in Florida. THE LAST STATE!
Another bridge, Perdido, Orange, I don't know.
Lovely road in Pensacola.
Do you realize this is almost over?
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Location:Martinique by the Gulf