| The end of the road! The other end of US 1 is in some desolate area called Maine |
Where to start?? We’ve
done so much & enjoyed it all, that we don’t have time to tell y’all about
it. We rented a car for a week to drive
the 50 miles down (or should I say west) to Key West to leave lots of good
Yankee Greenbacks with the locals. We drove
down about 3-4 times, then back to the boat at night, which is still cheaper
than paying for a hotel in Key West. Have
I told you that prices are high in KW, not just because it is an island, but a
resort island on top of that (my cousins on Put-in-Bay can relate to that).
On our first day in KW, we took the tour trolley to hear
“the rest of the story”, and to get our bearings. We walked Duval Street, ate at the
recommended restaurants, & ended up at Mallory Square for sunset. The sunset celebration was actually
relatively tame, considering the warnings our friends had given us. Even the fact that we had a full moon that
night didn’t bring out any more lunatics than normal.
| Sunset cruise filled with tourists |
| Next to Mallory Square, the KW Aquarium shines in a full moon |
| The fort fills the entire island of Garden Key |
This past Sunday, we got up at zero-dark thirty to be at
the KW ferry boat by 0700 to head out to Fort Jefferson in the Dry Tortugas National
Park. These islands are 70 miles west of
Key West, accessible only by boat or float plane, and for some God-forsaken
reason, the US Army started building the country’s largest brick & masonry
fort here in 1846. 30 years later, the
incomplete project was abandoned (sounds like a typical government job,
huh?). But for now, the scenery is fantastic,
swimming/snorkeling is great, watching the birds & wildlife is astounding,
and in general, is just a great place to “pass some time”.
| This side shows the remnants of the "Coaling Docks" which the Navy built to re-fuel the coal-fired steamers as they went either north into the Gulf of Mexico, or east around Florida |
| Construction people fought with heat, humidity, yellow fever, minimal fresh water, shortage of supplies during war years. |
| A huge nesting colony of Frigate birds was on the next island |
| A sign you don't often see |
| The mo' betta way to get to Fort Jefferson |
| As far south as you gonna get & still be in the USA |
And, wouldn’t you know it, our Power Squadron friends
from Myrtle Beach, Don & Shirley, had already taken their boat out to Fort
Jefferson to anchor for a couple nights.
They met us at the ferry boat dock, told us about their past experiences
at Dry Tortugas, and escorted us to the spot on the beach which they had
already staked out. Kinda like having a concierge
service in one of the most remote areas of the country!
| Mangroves at your back, turquoise water at your feet, coral sand inside your swim suit! |
| Welcome to the US of A. The beginning of the path to US citizenship. |
And on the return trip to KW, the ferry had 19 young men
dressed in white disposable clothing standing on the back deck. We found that they were Cuban refugees who
had just landed their small boat on Dry Tortugas that morning, and were being
transported to KW for processing into our country. The guide on the ferry said that about every
other day, a boat load of refugees comes ashore, knowing that, according to
federal law, they need to put only one foot on dry land in order to be allowed
to stay in America. Refugees used to
come to Key West, but the Coast Guard & others now patrol that area, and
try to intercept the boats before they get to shore. Dry Tortugas, being so isolated, is the
perfect landing place for new refugees, and don’t think they don’t know it! So, they got a set of clean clothes, a free
ferry boat ride, a hot meal, and a free bus ride to Miami for integration into
the Cuban community there, all thanks to your federal taxes.
More sea stories & lies coming in Part 2.
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