After failing to find an elusive flat this AM where Sara could practice sleeping in the sun and I could find some fish, we made our way down to key west for breakfast at Blue Heaven and split the BLT Benedict (bacon, lobster, tomato) and filled up on coffees followed by a tour of a house filled with six toed cats. I guess it was some writer’s old house (Hemmingway’s place, but my point is, I think most people enjoyed the cats more than the Hemmingway’s paraphernalia.) Next we wandered to the southernmost house, point, beach, hotel, etc in the US.
We swam at South Beach.
We walked Duval street and ate a frozen chocolate covered key lime pie on a stick.
Shopped and walked some more. Got hot, tired, and thirsty and I started to fall asleep on a bench.
Then we drove to Stock Island and ate some great fish tacos and conch fritters at Hogfish Bar and Grill which was on this cool marina. I notice some big splashing around while eating and came to find there was a school of big tarpon just hanging around the boats.
We took our time there then made it back for a swim/cast at Smathers beach where I had a nice run in with a good sized permit that wanted nothing to do with my fly. We did find a lot of live conchs and that was neat. Then we headed to Mallory square for sunset and street performers.
Now we are hot and sweaty in our tent trying not to get eaten alive by the “no-see-ems.”
It is hot and humid here. Even the Ketchup bottles sweat.