New writing job. New house. And saw my beautiful sister on Sunday.
And today I officially hammered home that I'm back in Florida with my one-day, 120-mile cyclefest around Lake Okeechobee.
With slight winds out of the northwest, I pedaled easily around the Big Water, Lake Okeechobee, the second biggest freshwater lake within the US borders.
I started late. But it didn't matter. I saw the familiar scene at the northern end outside the city of Okeechobee.
Even saw this ripped up pavement for a good 10 miles on State Road 78 on the way to Lakeport.
It's eight hours of fish camps, sugar cane fields and trucks rumbling by with the Big Sugar.
Normally, I would bike on the paved trail atop the earthen berm that surrounds Lake Okeechobee, but the US Army Corps was working on patching up the berm.
And a pedal around Lake O wouldn't be complete without a pitstop at J&S Fish Camp
And who knew Port Mayaca had a polo club? I thought it was two houses and a lock on the lake.
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