Today is our last day in ‘The Sunshine State’ with the sun, shy as the terrapins, hidden behind thick, moisture laden clouds. This is a real shame as we are on Pensacola Beach, situated on a narrow spit of land, the Island of Santa Rosa, in the Gulf of Mexico.
The island is over forty miles in length but so narrow you can see both coasts most of the time. The beaches and dunes are of fine white sand and would be a perfect place to spend our first day off the bikes had the weather obliged. To pass the time, once the wind died down, we cycled out in heavy mist, to Fort Pickings on the western tip. The fort and its various batteries were built in the 1800s to protect the US navy based in the lagoon between Santa Rosa and the mainland. The only time the fort saw action was in the Civil war when Confederate forces attacked the encumbant Union forces.
It was a delight to see a small Armadillo waddling along in the sand next to the road, and observe a majestic Blue Heron on the shore.
Tomorrow we will cross the State Border into Alabama to spend a couple of nights at Orange Beach before heading into Mississippi.