Sunday, January 20, 2013

Key Deer, Old Friends, & Chooks

Our last week has been a whirlwind of activity.  For the most part, this trip has been just the two of us doing things together without other people, especially after we left Sarasota in December.  However, this week we caught up with friends from Texas and another set of RVing friends from British Columbia.  So we have been busy, busy, busy.


Prior to the whirlwind, we ventured up to Big Pine Key on Friday a week ago to see if we could spot any of the infamous Key Deer.  These diminutive critters, found only in the lower Keys, were almost completely wiped out by mankind, but they are now protected and have their very own preserve on Big Pine Key where they are making a satisfactory recovery.  We did manage to spot a few deer during our outing.  They look like any other deer you have seen except they aren’t much bigger than a golden retriever.  Hiking on some of the trails in the refuge, we came across an occupied osprey nest.  We could only see his/her head, but it was pretty neat.  We had a pretty good lunch at Mangrove Mama’s to cap off the field trip.
Alligator at Key Deer Refuge















Key Deer
Key Deer
Mangrove Mama's
 On Monday we took our bikes down to Duval ostensibly to have lunch out (which we did), but shopping was also on the agenda.  Susan met a new friend next to one of the ubiquitous cigar stores, and we spotted a guy painting his bicycle...fascinating.
Susan and Smokin' Joe


Street Vendor Painting His Bike
We mentioned friends Tom and Lore in our last post.  On the same evening of our Key Deer adventure, we met up with them at Sears and were escorted onto the Navy base where they were staying in their RV.  On Tuesday, we had lunch with them down in the historic harbor.  At Schooner’s Wharf Bar, we had an excellent meal and enjoyed the view of the yachts.  It was our third choice of restaurant.  Our first choice was closed; our second choice turned out to be just a street vendor with an aluminum trailer, and, alas, no place to sit.  Tom and Lore have subsequently left the Keys and are working their way up the east coast seeking new adventures.
Historic Harbor with Tom & Lore
Our BC buddies arrived on Wednesday.  They are going to take a cruise from Fort Lauderdale on Sunday that will be 15 days in length, will pass through the Panama Canal (the whole object of the cruise), and will disembark in Los Angeles.  Bill and Ali are fun-loving folks.  We manage to engage in conversation upon meeting just as though we were together yesterday, even if it’s been many months.  Over their three-day visit, we drank too much, ate too much, crawled Duval too much, and wound up their stay with a visit to La Te Da to see drag queen extraordinaire Christopher Peterson.  It was their first (well, it was the first that they admit to) and only our second time seeing a female impersonator’s show.  Our first experience was also here in KW, but that was eight years ago.  It’s more expensive now, but the quality of the talent is still very high.  They left on Saturday morning so they could catch their ship tomorrow.  They only thing they missed was a KW sunset; it was cloudy the whole time they were here.  Bummer.
Hog Fish Bar & Grill with Bill & Ali
Southern most point in US with Bill & Ali
Mile Marker 0 U.S.1
La Te Da Drag Queen Chris Peterson
For Bill & Ali





























Duval Street Scene
In an earlier blog, we mentioned the Navy’s jet fighters tearing up the blue skies here in KW.  The local paper ran a story this week shedding some light on the matter.  It turns out that a Virginia-based squadron, the Gladiators, trains Navy and Marine Corps pilots at NAS Key West to fly the F/A 18 Super Hornet, one of the Navy’s carrier-based super jets, in preparation for war.  These multi-million dollar machines require pilots who are finely tuned to fly them effectively.  FYI.
F/A 18 Super Hornet
Have we mentioned the chooks?  They are everywhere, these feral chooks in KW.  You find them all over the streets, in restaurants & bars, subjects of art work of every kind.  The darn roosters wake us each morning when they greet the rising sun, sometimes long before sunrise.  Usually not a problem, but it can be painful when you’ve partied too much the night before.  Of course, they will crow any old darn time they feel like it, so KW often sounds like a barnyard with tourist scooters running amok.


Quote of the week:  “I refuse to accept the view that mankind is tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war….  The billions being spent on war overseas would be better spent on overcoming poverty in America.”
                --Martin Luther King, Jr.

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