Life is a drink. Slurp it up or die thirsty.
~GWB~
In his book, "Walden" [1], Henry David Thoreau wrote, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." I've been there... Haven't you? I mean, how much of our lives do we spend wasting time on trivial, meaningless things? I s'pose in the big picture we could argue that it's all meaningless, but that doesn't mean it has to be boring and trite.
This is the quintessential reason I ride... I just didn't want my life to pass sitting on the couch watching TV.
Live a life worth remembering, my friends. Smile. Eat the cake. Ride the rollercoaster. Live. Laugh. Love.
[1] Thoreau, H. D. (1854). Walden; or, Life in the Woods. Boston, MA: Ticknor and Fields.
This video is the companion piece to my blog of the same name. If reading for five minutes sounds like entirely too much work—or you’d simply rather experience the ride, the laughs, and the adventure firsthand—grab a seat and come along. Sometimes it’s more fun to watch the story than read it.
I can't believe it's already been two months since I pointed the nose of my Goldwing south and set out for Key West.
Since then, I've posted plenty of clips, snippets, sunsets, bridges, random roadside moments, and enough ocean views to make a landlocked person question all their life choices—but I thought maybe it was time to put together something bigger. So this is it.
This is The Road to Key West.
You know, it's funny. Before this trip, Key West was the destination. The goal. The finish line. But somewhere along the way—somewhere between empty stretches of highway before sunrise, gas station coffee, endless bridges, and the sound of wind rolling around my helmet—the destination stopped mattering quite so much.
What I remember most isn't arriving. It's the road. I don't really have the words to explain the level of contentment I felt out there. There’s something strange that happens when your only job for the day is to ride. No meetings. No deadlines. No notifications. Just miles, weather, music, thoughts, and the occasional realization that you've somehow been smiling inside your helmet for an hour.
Ever since I got back, all I've wanted to do is go again. This video isn't just the highlights reel. It's the early mornings. The long miles. The random stops. The beautiful views. The exhaustion. The peace. And all the little moments in between that made this one of the most enjoyable rides I've ever taken.
So grab a drink, kick back, and ride with me to Key West and back. It'll be fun...
On a recent ride back to my old stomping grounds in Lakeland, I stumbled across the First Saturday on the Square Street Fair, held downtown on—you guessed it—the first Saturday of every month. As I wandered through the vendors, one booth caught my attention: MiniArt by Kathie.
She had the coolest animal drawings and custom pet portraits, and they are absolutely fantastic. I was hooked. Five "mini-pictures" later, I was loading my treasures onto the Wing and wondering where I was going to put these things when I got home.
The truth is, one of the best things about motorcycle travel is discovering places, people, and little surprises you'd never find blasting down the interstate. Sometimes it's a historic landmark. Sometimes it's a hole-in-the-wall diner. And sometimes it's a talented artist selling pet portraits at a street fair.
No regrets. I'd buy all five again.
I love Americana. I'm not really sure why it's such "a thing" with me, but hey... it just is, and I like it that way. So, when I came across Florida's Oldest Diner -- Angels Dining Car, est. 1932 -- in Palatka, I had to stop!
Good burger. Fast, friendly service. Worth the two bits. Check it out.
If there's a reason they call it the "Sunshine Skyway" bridge, it would have to be because of the breathtaking sunrises and sunsets. I love riding over this bridge and was determined to catch the sunrise Saturday morning.
I couldn't have timed it more perfectly if I had used a slide rule, a sextant, and a calculator. The whole ball popped up over the horizon just as I crested the apex of the bridge. Perfect!
I found Carnival World by virtue of a travel book, Florida Curiosities, where I read about "Freaktown", aka Gibsonton, FL, that was and still is home to many circus show performers. Doing a bit of research in the area, and this place popped up, so I thought I'd pop in on my way to Sarasota.
I'm glad I did!
Carnival World Museum is located at 6938 Riverview Road, in Riverview, just off Hwy 41 (the Tamiami Trail). Yes, the same road that takes you through the Everglades to the country's smallest Post Office! But I digress. This place is chock full of carnival and circus history from all over the world -- a "must stop" if ever you're traveling through Riverview with no particular place to go! Tell Lee that Goldwing Bravo sent you ;o)
I've been through Sarasota many times. It's a beautiful place. Had to stop for selfies in front of the Sailor Kissing the Nurse statue on the waterfront.
I knew this thing was in Florida, but didn't know exactly where until I accidentally found it buzzing by at 55 mph!
If you are ever on the hunt for a great chilidog in Venice, FL, look no further than Tony's Chicago Beef on the Tamiami Trail.
Almost all bikers know about "Airplane Mode"...
I've driven through this place a few times in a car. This is my first time doing it on my bike. One reason I ride is to discover beautiful scenic roads and historic spots like Floral City, FL. If you're a motorcyclist with a sense of adventure and an appreciation for the simpler things, you should definitely add this to your bucket list.
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