I am fond of saying Florida is a state of subtleties and people think I'm nuts. This state is home to Florida Man the mythical bumbling fool who makes pratfalls look cool. We all know Florida has outstanding beaches, massive condo towers that dominate them, pollution to beat the band and Spring Break better than anyone. And now with travel shut down all I have is photos to look at...
The parts I have learned to like about Florida are the bits that look like mangroves in the keys and cowboy country around Immokalee and Arcadia home of livestock shows and rodeos. I like the surprises that Central Florida can inflict on people who think that watching TV is a substitute for exploring for yourself.
The tall wavy grass is sugarcane, miles and miles of n agricultural mono-culture as controversial as it is sweet. Sugar is grown in Florida thanks to government subsidy, one of those welfare programs that don't get much notice when life sustaining welfare is cut by government edict. Thanks to the Sugar Act of 1934 tax dollars support this industry to the tune of around 3 billion dollars a year.
The industry imports workers form the Caribbean to do back breaking labor harvesting the stuff in conditions you can hardly imagine in the south Florida heat. Sugar is grown in soft soil and machinery can't do the work of men dressed in armor (no kidding) hacking at the cane with machetes all day every day. The harvest is back breaking and it gets done because there is no work in Jamaica and elsewhere to the south of us.
I took this picture below to illustrate the point. Sugar need annual fertilization as the cane sucks the nutrients out of the soil. Water requirements are massive and the runoff into Florida Bay is (allegedly they tell us) responsible for coral reef die off.
Driving through the Everglades I like to stop and feel the breeze blowing in this place so unlike the place where I live. Rusty thought it was pretty cool too.
It's not mountains and valleys or long scenic vistas but it is a place that needs to be allowed to revert to its original function as a marsh to clean the fresh water flowing through the state.
Then to clean the fields of sugar they burn the old stalks destroying everything burning wildlife and filling the sky with smoke and ash. It happens every year and looks like this:
And this is about as exciting as a motorcycle ride gets around here:
And if you want long straight roads you don't have to go to Alaska around here they are flat as well, to the horizon.