Summer in the Florida Keys - Part Three

This is just a footnote to our experience in Key West, dry camping for 16 days.  We probably will not repeat it, but we loved it.  When we left Key West, we drove back to brother Jay's and Julie's beautiful home near Miami.  I close here with a song that Jay wrote for us - and pictures that I omitted before.

Old sandals replaced by new ones

Pelicans abound

Walking by the Gulf at the campground

Campsite at NAS Sigsbee - very large

KEY WEST by Jay

Silver recovered by Mel Fisher

Three hours south from Cutler Bay

     another world resides

A military memory where sunken ships

     and salvage hides.

Excessive drinkers hide their pain,

     while shoppers make their quest

Through sunshine, storm and falling rain,

     we must be in Key West.

Truman Little White House

 

No longer just a sleepy town,

     these pilgrims come from everywhere.

And sometimes in her water holes

     both men and women’s chests are bare.

These funky, freedom-fighting folk

     still give the finger to the best.

When hurricane predictions come,

     Key Western folk inhale and rest.

 

Cruise lines dock, unload and feed

     as sailing vessels masts unfold

Scooters, bikes, and cars abound

     one thinks her streets are full of gold.

My sister and her husband trekked

     to camp there sixteen days

To revive their humanity

Key West Aquarium

     and bask in wind sun’s rays.

And then one day we too joined them

     there with butterflies galore

Then ate delicious seafood,

Hemmingway's house in Key West

     taking photos round her distant shore. 

Butterfly Museum