2014-01 A Morning in Islamorada

One day off, we headed out early for breakfast at the popular Mangrove Mike's in Islamorada, then walked thru their art shop / gallery, reputed by some to be the best gallery in the Keys. All local artists, some beautiful work, unfortunately no photos allowed so can't share with you, but this is a nice stop on your way down the keys...just watch for the big Great White shark in front.

Stopped at World Wide Sportsman (BassPro) and saw the full-sized replica of Hemingway's 38' boat Pilar. Hemingway's actual boat is owned by the Cuban government and on display at Museo Ernest Hemingway in Havana, Cuba.

Unique lines in the parking lot!

On the way home from Islamorada, we stopped at Anne's Beach which is a beautiful spot for a picnic lunch!

Gary dropped me off so I could run 3-Mile Bridge; it was drizzly and by the end, it was downright pouring. I was drenched and my only companions, the pelicans!

Wanderers and Vagabonds...

The RV started as a temporary solution to afford living in Newport Beach when Mary's company relocated to Irvine, CA. We loved it so much, we decided to make a go of full-time RVing. In July 2008 we hit the road, and have been roaming ever since. We do seasonal work camping and really enjoy it. We also use camp club memberships such as Thousand Trails and Coast to Coast to save on "rent". We have found beauty everywhere we go and hope to continue exploring and enjoying this beautiful country. Here's a great quote which sums up our hope for ourselves and for anyone seeking similar adventures:

“...May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you -- beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.” - Edward Abbey

the.arys - gary and mary

2014-01 A Morning in Islamorada

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