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BIKETOBERFEST
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This is what an East Coast sunset looks like.
I shot this of Debbie just a little way from our door.
This is me standing in the shadow of an
inflated icon. It reeks of symbolism.
This was shot in the Pinewood Cemetery on Halloween
night. I confess, we snuck in, and yes, that's my handiwork. 
FLORIDA KEYS
Every year, we have our annual Keys run, ending in Key West. It, too,
gets bigger every year. Next September will be the 28th consecutive run.
The end of America as we know it (at least the southern end).
When you reach this point, stop. There's no gas for the next
ninety miles, and they may not take American dollars.
This is a party at Keys Cycle in Islamorada, about a third of the way down.
A good place to remember for parts when visiting the Keys by Harley.
Key West girls love Harleys. That's a banner welcoming poker runners.
Ernest Hemmingway wrote the bulk of his work in Key West, and had a cat with
six toes on each front paw, whose lineage still thrives on the island, all with six toes.
Hemmingway not only frequented Sloppy Joe's, he was half-owner.
FORT LAUDERDALE
I shot this and the following picture from the revolving bar atop Pier 66.
It shows a western view down 17th Street. The bridge spans the Atlantic
Intracoastal Waterway, which runs parallel to the ocean.
And here's the Atlantic ocean (I didn't wait for the bar to revolve, it takes 66
minutes). Even people who live in Fort Lauderdale don't realize how many
inland waterways there are. Our city is known as "The Venice of America".
Two miles north of Pier 66 is the Bonnet House, famous for its owners
simply not allowing the land to be developed (which is why I'm showing this
view, rather than the unremarkable house). I live a mile west of here.
And this is the opposite view from the one above. It's hard to
believe this property is surrounded by high-rise condos on all sides.
A must-see in Miami, Viscaya defies a simple description. But when it was
being built (starting in 1914), one tenth of the population of Miami was
employed in its construction. It's just a house, but what a house!
...And this is the backyard. Can you imagine the parties these people must have had?
This is a three story spiral staircase in one of Viscaya's towers.
The "Toys in the Sun Run" (we didn't get to vote on the name)
is the world's largest toy run, boasting big-name bands, tons of
vendors, food and drink of all kinds, and more Harleys than you
can shake a stick at. This is just a small fraction of the parking area.
Although the party at the end is loads of fun, most
of the bikers arriving are sharing the same thought,
that they're making a kid's Christmas a little brighter.
Be sure to see the California Stuff page, too!
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