Day 7 2/18/05 40 miles
My loyal friend left sometime in the nite. When I got up at 1am to use the restroom...his RV-Camper was gone. That was actually a positive for me to try and sleep. Before I left in the morning...Surprise! He's back. He came over to talk to me as I was packing my gear. He was just asking the usual questions. I don't know whether to take his compliments as good or bad...I sensed the smell of alcohol on his breath.
"Are you the next Lance Armstrong?"
"You are amazing...There's not many of you left."
He was referring to the fact that I had a degree, already hiked the A.T., and was now biking Florida. If only he was a female.
I decided to visit the Kennedy Space Center. I thought I would regret passing it up. Now looking back, it was probably worth skipping. It's now run like an amusement park. Nothing's free, and they just want you to buy products. It's even run by some Delaware Park Company. I was really hoping for hands on learning, but it's so dumbed down (this is my opinion), that you never really see/find out how amazing the creations NASA has found. Whatever. I spent around 5 hours at the Space Center.
Leaving the Space Center close to 4.30pm really put the stress on me. I only had 1.5 hours to find food and shelter. I was planning to head to Jetty Park in Cape Canaveral, approx. 20 miles away. That left me with 3o minutes of mistakes. Problem was, I didn't know the roads I was to take. I had to keep stopping and asking.
I was thinking my trip wasn't worth it as I rode along Highway 528. It was basically like riding your bike illegally on the Interstate. Bridges had little or no shoulders and the speed limit was 55 mph with on and off entrance/exit ramps. Not worth it, but that's the only way I would have made it to Jetty Park in time.
I ended going about a 1.5 miles past the park. I saw a Wachovia and stopped for cash. I was contemplating on the side of the road whether to just keep heading south or turn around...when all of a sudden an older lady pulled over and told me she could show me a back way to Jetty Park. She had heard me asking the tellers at the bank. Well somehow I made it. There's a Ron Jon Resort across the street where I ate dinner.
Jetty Park - $24
My friends tonite are about 4-5 wild cats, possibly more. Someone decided to use my picnic table to slop down 6 or so different piles with sprinkles of dry food and canned food on top. The cats seemed to be scared of me, but I don't want to be crawled over all nite- so, I'm in the bug netting. Canned cat food smells horrible.