Skip to main content

Posts

Showing posts with the label Florida

There Will Be Great Days

 Greeting from Lake Mary, Florida, Last night after I wrote to you, Steve and I walked the side walk and trail to the Honeysuckle.  There we ate dinner.  Bruce will be glad to know we broke our streak of bad luck picking places to dine.  This was yummy.  With spicey green beans, cornbread, black-eyed peas, steamed cabbage, and sweet potato tots for me and catfish and cheezy grits for Steve,   home style southern cooking. When we arrived back at the B&B it was all lit up.  Nice! I use Google maps with the bicycle level turned on to map our rides.  Most the time the routing is spot on.  But I had a hunch when we got to the end of the Spring To Spring Trail, that it was putting us on the road when it didn't need to.  But that was later in the day, let me start from the beginning.  We departed shortly after sunrise. It was a cold morning but by 9 am we were starting to peel off a layer. We encountered a group of cyclists doing another ride we want to do, the River to Sea Loop.  The

Do You Want To Buy A B&B?

 Greetings from Mims, Florida. We got a late start on the drive over to Titusville.   I had Physical Therapy This morning ending after 10.  Then I had to go home, pack the last minute stuff and empty the trash and change clothes.  Then I drove through Inverness to go pick up Steve and his bike. Bruce was already at my place by the time we got back.  I had moved our meeting time to 12:30 and still it was tight.  But no matter, Bruce was relaxed and going with the flow. I had picked out a restaurant along the way to get lunch in Orlando.  It had outdoor seating and served breakfast all day.  But at two in the afternoon on a Wednesday they were packed.  We waited but didn't get waited on so we drove down the road a piece to Wendy's.  I ordered an apple pecan salad.  When it arrived it had chicken on it.  Lol.  They fixed it and told me they always put chicken on that salad.   We arrived in Titusville around 4:00.  Loaded up our bikes and went to the water front before heading to M

Riding Coast To Coast... Almost

This was written several days ago, but I just discovered on 3/23/24 that my email program wasnt notifying my friends and family and fans!  What a bummer!   If you rely on the emails, and you want to know what has been going on since December, go to the archives at www.susanstraley.com and look up January and February posts.  I have been having some good times! But this is about a few days ago when we were about to depart on a bicycle tour... *** 3/20/2024 Greetings from Inverness, Florida I am up early.  I can't sleep.  I wanted to write a short note to you and some other important stuff. We will see if I can keep it short, LOL. Today, a friend is driving my truck and Steve and I and our bicycles to Titusville, Florida over on the East Coast (east of Orlando). Bruce (our triking friend) will drop us off and Steve and I will start riding back toward my Weeroll in Inverness via (mostly) the Coast to Coast Trail.  The Coast to Coast Trail isn't completed yet, so we will be riding

Trippin' in St Croix

Greetings from Inverness, Florida. We went to St Croix!  It was my first time staying on an island in the Caribbean.    I will tell you all about it in a bit, but first... If you have been reading this blog a few years, you may remember that just before I published my first book I had to choose a cover.  I had two designs created and then I could not decide between the two designs. The sunset picture ... (The sunset picture was taken by my friend Dennis N.) And the cover design that I call the "Joy of Travel" picture (The photo is a purchased stock photo. That isn't George and I in a convertible.) I remind you now because Dennis N., who took the sunset picture and let me use it for the cover, sent me a picture he took years ago at a party at my house.  I had him, his wife Frankie, and our friends Debra, Glen,  and Joan, and a Warm Shower's guest over for dinner.  We moved the furniture and put on some line dance music.  And had some laughs.  It is funny, but I don