When you live in Key West there are certain landmarks that don't really resonate much and the point as it is known has to be one of those memorable places easily ignored. The fact is I made it a point (yes yes pun intended) to walk over to the big cement buoy and see what was what.
Winter residents are starting to trickle back and snow Up North will increase the flow but there is almost never a time in the year, at least during daylight, when some few people aren't milling around. I kind of expected a crowd and that was what I got.
I like to disguise myself as a tourist when I wander around Key West wearing an innocuous colorful shirt with a camera around my neck. Even those times I am with, or as in this case without Rusty, but I don't generally stand in line for stuff, so I walked away after getting the picture od the crowd lined up for selfies. Of course no sooner had I stepped away than more eager people shuffled forward to take my place in line. What a procession!
While we were waiting for Hurricane Irma to arrive in 2017 I rode my Vespa around the city when I was off duty and for some reason I was prompted by a voice in my head to get pictures at landmarks as there was no one in town and it was an excellent opportunity not to have to share.
Of course a few days later the Category Four storm landed exactly on top of my home in Cudjoe Key and laid waste to my neighborhood though my house survived intact oddly enough. The buoy itself took a beating from the wind and spray.
Incidentally it is widely reported these days that this isn't the actual most southerly physical spot in the continental United States. That honor belongs to a spit of land beyond the fence inside the Navy base and thus not open to the public. And when I first showed up in Key West on another Vespa in 1981 I of course went to see the famous spot and there wasn't even a buoy in 1981:
In 2014 it looked pretty much as it does now: