They are called King Tides for reasons no longer known and they produce extra high, high tides in the Fall. Because I’m curious I looked them up and discovered the water is sucked higher than usual by an alignment of the sun and moon working together gravitationally this time of year to create high tides above normal. This is Loop Road in the Everglades, the paved section looking normal this time of year.
And this is the 11th Avenue boat ramp off Flagler also looking normal and impassable this time of year if you don’t want salt water rusting your car:
Collectively the floods are greeted with shrugs, and an “I’ll be dead before I’m affected,” attitude which just tells me I’m a worry wart. For the time being real estate prices remain at the insane end of the scale so if you don’t have a million bucks of the means to service a loan that size don’t bother. But having to walk in a flower bed to keep my feet dry to get to Simonton Beach doesn’t make feel things are normal.
You aren’t allowed to loiter at the beach which I think being homeless isn’t allowed but in the event I got my photos and left making sure I didn’t loiter. In Florida technically I am homeless as living in a private mail box doesn’t count I am told by the authorities.
The visitors keep coming and the tours keep going. Flooding? What flooding?
Rusty’s favorite walk always went underwater in late October and November. Nowadays Middle Torch Key is flooding in September.
I can’t imagine camping here but I do remember once somebody set up a tarp in the woods. That was a long time ago one winter when I was walking Cheyenne here.
Ramrod Key near the pool was afloat.
In some areas of the Keys low lying streets are flooding regularly and residents want the county to spend millions to raise the roadbeds. In a state renowned for not wanting to extract taxes at the best of times raising road beds seems a tad unrealistic.
So we come full circle and are reminded of the story about the American writer (and humorist) Robert Benchley who on arrival in Venice sent a telegram to his editor: “Streets flooded, please advise.” Which I suppose must be our attitude as well.
