After all the warnings on the hot el'afa of Georgia and Florida, I did not expect its rain and low temperatures. Yet three days have not seen the sun in the afternoon and at night it always rains, and yesterday morning I rode for five hours flying under water. While on a road in some areas where drainage has not worked the water came almost to the hub of the wheel and pedal it was like to acquabike; at night I watched the local news that the floods have hit exactly the area that I went through. Along the way I stopped at the classic shop attendant to get a hot coffee and warm and I took the opportunity to chat with the manager, as to a mountain hut.
I crossed the border with Florida, is the latest. If I counted right, this is the thirteenth state through: NY State, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut, New Jersey, Delaware, Maryland, Washington DC, Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia.
The route that I covered today it is largely part of the coast in an area of \u200b\u200bgreat natural beauty: Fernandina Beach, Amelia Island, Talbot Island: the forest here, which has a dense undergrowth and marshy, is mixed with sand dunes before reaching the sea. The variety of flora and fauna is also rich, is a nesting area of \u200b\u200bwading birds and raptors, but the animal symbol is the manatee, that sort of walrus without tusks grazing canals and rivers and wetlands that are at risk of extinction. National parks and protected areas were continued for many miles before you see signs of civilization of Jacksonville. To get there, take a ferry and cross the St. Johns River, the usual Lonely Planet, indeed, the last shred I have left, down the only river in the world along the Nile that flows from south to north. A
Jacksonville is host for a few days of Oscar and Isabelle, with her son Gabriel, Bob Mathis Friends of Washington. And 'he, the great Bob, to contact them and warn them of my arrival. Living much out of the city, but they are 200 meters from the ocean in Atlantic Beach, and now that I approach the finish is a great pleasure to find the sea, which had left more than a month ago in Maryland, and then some leisure resort.
I crossed the border with Florida, is the latest. If I counted right, this is the thirteenth state through: NY State, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut, New Jersey, Delaware, Maryland, Washington DC, Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia.
The route that I covered today it is largely part of the coast in an area of \u200b\u200bgreat natural beauty: Fernandina Beach, Amelia Island, Talbot Island: the forest here, which has a dense undergrowth and marshy, is mixed with sand dunes before reaching the sea. The variety of flora and fauna is also rich, is a nesting area of \u200b\u200bwading birds and raptors, but the animal symbol is the manatee, that sort of walrus without tusks grazing canals and rivers and wetlands that are at risk of extinction. National parks and protected areas were continued for many miles before you see signs of civilization of Jacksonville. To get there, take a ferry and cross the St. Johns River, the usual Lonely Planet, indeed, the last shred I have left, down the only river in the world along the Nile that flows from south to north. A
Jacksonville is host for a few days of Oscar and Isabelle, with her son Gabriel, Bob Mathis Friends of Washington. And 'he, the great Bob, to contact them and warn them of my arrival. Living much out of the city, but they are 200 meters from the ocean in Atlantic Beach, and now that I approach the finish is a great pleasure to find the sea, which had left more than a month ago in Maryland, and then some leisure resort.
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