Monday, May 20, 2019

Return To Old Bahia Honda

I wasn't surprised when I got around to taking Rusty back to my favorite, and only hilltop walk in the Lower Keys and I found a feeble representation of a fence closing off the trail to the viewpoint overlooking the crumbling old bridge. 
The fence's intent is perfectly plain and in a society dedicated to safety at al costs I was quite surprised it took this long to show up after Hurricane Irma wrecked the area. I did see some people wandering the other side but I am law abiding enough I didn't cross the line. 
Rusty and I went for an early morning wander with my camera.
Some intrepid souls drove off road to create  a campsite by the water with a dog not much exercised apparently as he woke the occupants of the tent barking while Rusty padded silently by. 
I am no great fan of driving and drinking coffee but I have to admit I am quite fond of Tervis tumblers. My wife is a connoisseur of  drinks containers to go but I am not. So imagine my surprise when I found out one of these insulated plastic cups makes an excellent tea brewing container. Much easier than using a teapot. One tea bag, ht water sweetener milk and the tea neither stews nor chills. Someone threw one of these irreplaceable cups into un-reachable place in the bushes. Unreachable by a man with a titanium pelvis.
And so the old Bahia Honda Bridge, more than 100 years old in fact is still there for now, looking photogenic as the state allows it to crumble. What an excellent bike path that would make. 
Now that I am 61 I get to ride buses for free around Key West and pay reduced fare on the Lower Keys shuttle. Neither of which do much good when I have Rusty as  dogs get to ride tranist only in Europe. 
Not that he minds, he has me to chauffeur him around.
We wandered a while, alone, me with camera and Rusty without. 









Sometimes young Rusty needs to let off steam:




The old scout camp on West Summerland Key wrecked by Hurricane Irma:

People crossing the fence just end up doing what they have always done: take pictures and go fishing.


And after all that who can blame the little bundle of joy for needing a  nap.

4 comments:

Native Floridian said...

My heart sinks inside every time I see the government denying public use of something. I know we live in a litigious society so it's the way of things, but I still feel that way. Probably 40 years ago now they installed hand-rails in Fort Zach. I remember thinking we were now denied the original experience the soldiers had. It used to be we had a mindset in this country that people were responsible for their own safety. Now, as you allude, we somehow think people must be protected from their own stupidity.

Anonymous said...

When I watch Rusty exploring Florida’s flora and fauna, I cat help but wonder, “what’s the strangest thing Rusty has come across” ? Any dangerous critters? Sure looks tuckered out. Best, Michigan.

Conchscooter said...

The most dangerous thing I have seen was a dead and smelly rattlesnake. Rumors abound of alligators and poisonous snakes but I've not seen any and he's pretty smart and not at all aggressive. He avoids anything remotely unpleasant and if he gets a bad vibe off an animal or a human he will stay well away. I follow his lead. Except when he refuses to pass near chickens on city streets I nudge him ahead and stand between them.

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