It's easy to wake up early after going to bed before 10pm, it's another thing to get rolling. The amount of condensation that accumulates is mind boggling.
Since I'm certainly not on a 'tight schedule', I've been able to enjoy the peaceful mornings while letting my things dry out. Packing wet tents is a recipe for funny smells down the road.
Somehow, this campsite had a small collection of sunflowers. I briefly thought I was back in Kansas. Nope, still Florida.
After packing back up, I rode to the coast again and resumed my trek to the north. I cruised through South Palm Beach, and then into Palm Beach proper. Somehow, I missed my turn and wound up lost in 'fancy' neighborhood. Within four blocks, I saw three different Rolls-Royce's sitting outside in driveways.
I feel like this one should be in Cannonball Run.
Once back on the proper road, I made good time and cruised up to the Stuart/Port Salerno area. Coincidence would have it that both my friend from college, and my potential Warmshowers host are teachers and on spring break. So it goes. Luckily, I felt good and kept riding along the Indian River.
There was a county campground to the south of Fort Pierce, and I pulled into the campground with about 45 minutes of daylight to spare. Once I got settled, my error became painfully obvious. I hadn't stopped for dinner, and just assumed that there would be food close. However, this campground is a decent ways outside of town. I didn't have the energy, daylight, or desire to ride 5 miles into town and then 5 miles back. My lame dinner consisted of 5 granola bars, 8 fig newtons, and a bagel with nutella. Lesson learned.
Day 15 - 79 miles (new record)
Trip to date - 662 miles
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