Ellen has been a gracious hostess. She has made me feel welcome and engaged me in lots of great conversation. I have basqued in the aircondtioning, soaked in the food and beverages, and loved on Stinky the cat. Tonight, after cooking dinner for my hosts and making a mess of their kitchen and stove, I have wheeled out my trike and locked it up, ready to roll in the morning. All the bags have been hauled back in because there is a lot of theft in the area. I will have to re-assemble things in the morning. I am setting the alarm for 5 a.m. It is going to be a hot day so I would like to be through the SunCoast trail by noon. We'll see. I did NOT arrange for a stop/sleepover part way. Years ago, George and I rode the whole way from Inverness to Tarpon Springs. 83 miles. Can I do it now in this heat? I have packed nuts and salty snacks, a bottle of Gatorade and two thermoses of ice water. There will be gas stations and restaurants and parks along the way for refilling th
Letters to friends from a young-old woman, author and life explorer. This is Susan's journal of continuing travel adventures, goofy mishaps, and life experiences.