The Keys – pt 2
The next morning, we hit the road with the goal of Key West. Apparently there are some 42 bridges that connect the Keys, and we were going to drive over all of them.
Here we’re starting over the 7-mile bridge.
We took a detour to visit one of the many small beaches. This one was at Duck Key.
We got out of the car to look around, check out the water, and admire the views.
Also on the beach was this gentleman weaving baskets with palms. I went over and asked if I could take his picture.
I sure could! He and I chatted for a bit. I’m so bummed that I can’t remember his name. He had so many great stories — everything from various hurricanes to his daughter marrying someone from Alaska. Talk about opposing geographical locations!
I got such a kick out of him and the items he was making. He told me they get sold at craft fairs. I ended up buying a couple bowls and hanging birds, figuring I’d give a set of items to my mom (which I did, and which she was very happy with). He also made me a gift — a flying duck, in honor of it being on Duck Key.
Rich and I then hit the road and continued our drive.
We kept going and going until we finally made it to Key West and to the southern-most point of the continental U.S., as marked by the buoy saying so. The guide book says that on a clear night, you can see the lights of Havana in the horizon. It’s such a popular photo destination that there is a line of people waiting to be photographed by it. There seemed to be a photo etiquette going on. A person would pass their camera to the person behind them in line. That person would then take a picture or two, return the camera, and then pass his/her camera to the person behind them in line. It seemed to work and keep the line moving.