The Sights You See When You Ain't Got a Gun

Just in case anyone's thinking that all we did around here this week was eat....

Trail running in Wickham Park:  A pine tree on an obscure trail  decorated for Christmas?  I was happy to see the decorations are still intact in the final days of January.   Thank you, whoever decorated it.  It makes me laugh to see it, and a happy run is a good run.

The Three Bridge Ride:  Taking to heart a certain observation that snowbirds might not flock as thickly on the mainland, the ride is an easy twenty something, including the Eau Gallie, the Pineda, and Mathers Bridges.  

Eau Gallie Causeway to Pineapple Ave. and US 1.

See the lumps on the beach?  Fish kill washes ashore in the Indian River along US1.  The manatees aren't the only creatures that die when it's cold.  There will be no snook fishing this year.

Half a Causeway.  The west end of the Pineda to Merritt Island.

Mather's Bridge open.  Cars, pedestrians, cyclists wait.  Where the heck is the boat?  Another unsolved mystery.

Double the fun!  Eating and riding.  Field testing the protein balls while taking notice of some of the old structures left at the Econ.  The bikes are leaning against the old bridge trestles on the Flagler Trail.  You know - where the old suspension bridge used to be.

And since they built the new bridges, we usually blow right by this little single plank bridge.  It's just not part of the main trail anymore.

It's great to have retired friends!  Especially when it's slow at the bike shop and I get a surprise Tuesday off.  Scout and I get in a nice chatty twenty down to Melbourne Beach.

Home sweet home.  Around here we aren't exactly famous for early departures.  Not so our backyard buddies!  Pelicans and Cormorants just before morning takeoff.