Today’s distance / 今日の走行距離: 34.1mi / 54km
Average speed / 平均速度: 9.9mph / 15.9km/h
Time on skateboard / 走行時間: 3h 27m
Total skateboarding distance to date / 今までスケボで走った距離: 822mi (plus 266mi) / 1323km
Ascent / 上り: negligible
Descent / 下り: negligible
Tailwinds, smooth roads, strong legs. What a difference a day makes! I finally managed to get off US1, the big, noisy, crowded highway that I have been following up the Florida Keys so far. I was on Monroe County Highway 905 for most of the day, heading either north or west. That means that there were no headwinds today. Also, the wonderful day off yesterday at the Flannery’s really made a world of difference. My legs felt strong, and I was feeling good. And of course the smooth road…pure bliss.
I have a big thank you to make; thank you to Carlos, a random stranger who pulled up ahead of me and treated me to lunch! Thank you so much Carlos for your hospitality and time. It was a pleasure to meet you.
The smooth roads continued after lunch along Card Sound road.
I had my route more or less worked out through Miami, where I would connect with highway 27 through the middle of Florida. This plan was torn apart however after a short chat with some road workers working on new bus lanes alongside US1 highway through Homestead.
“Krome Avenue?! You’re planning on skateboarding Krome Avenue? If you don’t get run over, you’ll get shot!” one worker warned.
I was told that on parts of Krome Avenue there were no pedestrian walkways, and it went through some very rough neibourhoods. And the traffic was very heavy. Plan A scrapped.
They recommended instead to follow the bus route all the way into Miami, and then find my way out of the city to Highway 27. The bus route had cycle paths all along the side of it, so I spent the rest of the afternoon following the newly paved cycle paths to Homestead, even though it was into the wind once again, heading north east.
Stopping at the Homestead Public Library, I called The Call FM, to arrange an interview for tomorrow morning. Rob Robbins from the radio station had emailed me and asked if I would drop by on my way through. Since it was on the way, I accepted. Due to lack of communications after the phone call from the library I missed one of The Call volunteers who had come to look for me to let me stay at their place, so I ended up sleeping in a dark corner of a graveyard in Homestead. Lovely. Gotta get a cellphone, I think.