Did the seven mile bridge

   Blew out of Curry Hammock State at 7:55 with the mission of getting over the seven mile bridge before the crazy tourists hit it.. What I was told would be s ten mile ride to the bridge turned out to be five.  Once own the bridge, I had five feet of shoulder with s Jersey barrier on the outside, not high enough to give me a feeling of safety. A lot of water lay below which I wanted no part of ever, ever.  The cars and trucks passing me gave me room and most of them were commuters. There were no gigantic motor homes with car in tow passing me with little room to spare. The traffic was spread out giving me a chance to ride unhindered.  The road was flat with no wind allowing me to keep my speed up over fouteen mph.  The miles went quickly thank god. Once over the bridge, I could relax. Hank and Kathy Greer wanted to check out Bahai Honda State Park for a place to camp. A mile down the road I found the place and was able to secure a site for the three of us.  Had I waiting for Kathy to wake up, chances are we would have been SOL. Until check in, I scoped the park out, had a late breakfast and hung out. Not much dhade because hurricane Irma had wiped out countless trees. The site tried out to be the furthest site out on the peninsula, giving us plenty of privacy.  Hank and Kathy showed up at 14:50.  I had given up on them,thinking they had continued on to the Naval base in Key West. Hank was retired Air Force snd could stay on the base for free.  Turns out they had a late breakfast with a few mimosa.  They pitched their tent, passed on a shower until later and caught the local bus with me to an oasis six miles down the road.  We indulged in an early dinner, talking about our children. Two boys and a girl for them and my two kept us jabbering for most of the evening.  Caught the bus back, where upon I adjourned for the evening. They showered.
    Tomorrow, thirty five miles to Key West, the end of the line.