You don't have to go far in Key West to find dramatic seascapes. This one I took facing west from Truman Waterfront, looking across the Navy Basin towards the harbor.
The skies are usually blue around here, unless it is threatening sturm und drang thunder lightning and rain.
I enjoy the play of sunlight through the wispy cotton wool overhead and I spend too much time peering overhead as I go about my business down here.
The old coast guard cutter Mohawk has long since departed the seawall, dragged to Sanibel Island to be sunk unceremoniously to attract divers to the Lee County coast. It was got rid of to make way for a marina planned for the area now stymied by a firm no thanks by the US Navy which controls access to the waters of the Navy Basin. All that's left are these deck guns painted the same shade of gray, incongruously decorated with a bottle of fabric...softener? Most unwarlike.
One day not too long in the future the city wants to have a pedestrian boardwalk running the length of the waterfront, from Fort Zachary Taylor to the south, to Trumbo Road to the north. I look forward to it. At the moment the waterfront is a bit chopped up, with large hotels like Ocean Key dominating the waterfront skyline.
Mallory Square's bricks retain some of the old ambiance of a working waterfront, marred by high visibility clothing and the ubiquitous rehydration device, bottled tap water. High Viz is highly fashionable but curmudgeons like me wonder why anyone expects others should see them when thy are out enjoying themselves. High Viz is a cult requirement among novice motorcyclists . I figure it's up to me to pay attention, not to expect bored drones in cages to notice me. Try telling that to a devotee of fluorescent yellow.
My Key West; everyone's Key West, there for the viewing.