Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Carsten Lane

I am sorry the Fiat 500 is no longer being sold in the US. My wife's convertible has 111,000 miles and since she teaches from home I have taken to commuting in ours  and thoroughly enjoy it. This one is in rather cleaner shape than ours, parked across from Carsten Lane.
A block long with a  weird right turn in the middle, lots of foliage and lovely light.  A  few pictures:







Monday, January 11, 2021

More Cruise Ships

I have given up hoping things will return to normal soon though I do enjoy hearing from economists predicting a Roaring Twenties type of economic boom when the virus finally goes back to the hell hole whence it came. That time can't come fast enough for the cruise industry I dare say as ships have been parked for almost a year already. If Key West activists got their way they wouldn't come back at all, those big bad behemoths carrying 3,000 passengers at a time. I have to say their absence has been noticed downtown where storefronts are closing all over Lower Duval. The tea place on Greene Street is still open with an urgent message:

Indeed local stores are definitely feeling the pinch from the lack of shoppers as the signs tell the tale.
New hopefuls will show up with a business plan and probably not enough money to face a year's worth of very high rents, $30,000 or more  a month for small Duval Street shopfront. It is said some stores survive on Duval Street thanks to outside income processed through the legitimate if underperforming businesses seen on this street.
Thus when city luminaries decided to start a three pronged petition drive to limit the size and frequency of cruise ships opponents saw a future with fewer jobs, more store closings and less money coming into the city. Predictably the referenda passed, even as the pandemic shut down the industry in 2020. Some people thought the depopulated downtown inspired people to vote yes in an effort to keep Key West less frenetic on these few blocks of shopping.

The main reason put forward for the referendum to ban cruise ships was to preserve the reef which is threatened by, among other things, cloudy waters silted up by deep draught ships churning their way into Key West Harbor. People sometimes ask me if they should snorkel the reef and I tell them that if they have seen tropical coral elsewhere in the world not to bother doing it here. On the other hand if this is your first foray onto a tropical reef I suppose better to see this than nothing. I have seen prime tropical reefs with clear waters and stacks of bright colorful coral and schools of fish darting around and to end up here with dead and dying coral and a few purple stags of coral is a sad contrast.
The reef had never been properly protected before the creation of the Marine Sanctuary and despite desperate efforts to repopulate the waters in new and creative ways thanks to Mote Marine Lab, warming seawater and increased turbidity is not doing coral anywhere any favors. The question then is whether it is worth killing off cruise ships and their money to try to get a last leg up on saving the dying coral. Emotionally speaking the answer should be yes. However the State of Florida doesn't seem to agree.
Now lawmakers upstate are proposing to void local shipping restrictions statewide even though Key West is the only city to pass a restrictive referendum. If the law passes and it is apparently well funded by business interests it will override the will of 60 percent of voters in Key West. Here's the thing: I have a suspicion the state law may end up saving Key West from itself. The photo below is of the 200 block of Duval Street. Feel free to put in a  bid to rent the spaces if you like: they are all quite empty. It would only be the shortest of walks to Ricks or Sloppy Joes to get a drink and figure out how you are going to pay your exorbitant rent.
Key West
Starbucks was a mainland concept a decade ago with not one outlet in Key West. Now they have arrived here and spring up around town all the time, but this one on Front Street is gone. I am the first to agree that Duval Street is not a place to go shopping for useful things. That sort of shopping you do on North Roosevelt at the four shopping centers if you want to go buy things in person. Locals sniff at the idea of visiting Duval Street unless there is some acceptably enticing restaurant they may go to once in a  while (when times are normal and virus free). However shops selling suggestive t-shirts, cannabis products and jewelry do not act as much of a draw to someone seeking a light bulb or a head of cabbage. 
Key West, Florida, Night
And it is in that spirit that I suggest that most of us who live here suffer zero impact when thousands of eager visitors are walking around lower Duval with cruise ship boarding stickers displayed in lurid colors on their chests. Indeed businesses further down Duval Street used to protest regularly that cruise ship passengers were being funneled to Lower Duval exclusively. 
Mostly these are crappy stores, ill maintained relying on people rushing through with no thoughts of encouraging repeat experiences. What they do offer is jobs, benefit-free low paid  and dreary. Yet you need three of these jobs to have a hope of meeting your rent needs in Key West. To live in Paradise. 
A friend of mine sniffs disdainfully at the proposal to keep cruise ships away, describing the pro voters as wealthy and unemployed with time on their hands. I'm sure there is a lot of truth to that but that's democracy for you, messy annoying and occasionally provoking, but we are supposed to follow the will of the voters. Apparently Key West's peculiarities aren't impressing elected representatives elsewhere and this little blue speck in a  red ocean is about to get it's cruise-ship-free lunch handed to it. 





Sunday, January 10, 2021

The Sunny Meadows, Again.

Sunday's collection of pictures from the Meadows. No need to add any words, I think. Save those for next week.






Saturday, January 9, 2021

The Meadows

A few pictures of winter sunlight I took walking one of my favorite neighborhoods. 
 I trust you are having a good weekend off as I work.
I took these on a bright sunny afternoon during a lunch break.

Masks, and to spare.
A rent in a  car cover gave me the idea I was looking at the entrance to a cave:

Friday, January 8, 2021

Wild Chickens

I have had a rather mixed relationship with the wild chickens of Key West over the years. I find the fascination with them rather surprising until my wife pointed out that the   fact that chickens  are not normally seen wandering around towns in the US. I suppose that is true. This one was guarding a meal that went astray though I like to think he didn't recognize the meat as being of the genus gallus..
Florida Fauna
I have noticed over the years how chickens live on the streets in families, just like these seen below. The more you observe animals the more you come to understand they have similar feelings and we share many of those as well. 
Nevertheless wild chickens are noisy and messy as they live out their dramas on the streets of Key West and I suppose I am forced to accept they have earned their place in the panoply of tourist attractions. The recurring myth that they came here from Cuba still manages to irritate me but I suppose the tourists need to be fed some kind of an interesting line about these interlopers.
I should point out that they do have the capacity to create some interesting photo opportunities. Here witha  lounger and a coffee maker...
They are everywhere if you know where to look and even if you don't. For the best photo opportunities you can find flocks of hens and roosters in front of the post office on Whitehead Street. These I found near the Old Harris School on Southard.
Mallory Square has a contingent of them.
And when cold weather threatens they roost everywhere, just check the bushes.
If they improve the quality of your vacation they have done their job, I tell myself as I step over the piles of dirt and leaves they scratch out onto the sidewalks all over town.

Thursday, January 7, 2021

Ride To The Waterfront

It is winter when there are lots of people in Key West so I have put my Suzuki Burgman 200 scooter up for sale. Its the one I bought after the accident that wrecked me and my previous Burgman 200 and it is actually a  fine machine. I'm offering it at $2100 and it will make a great ride for someone who isn't worried about being run down by a distracted driver. For myself I just can't risk putting my wife through the wringer of another wreck and having survived near death  myself I don't want to do it again. Unless it is in some new and different way. Hence the van.
Nevertheless going for a ride across town brought back pleasant memories when i wasn't dodging distracted drivers. I rode for nearly 50 years without a serious wreck and when most people saw me in the hospital for three months flat on my back they saw the ruin I had become, not the half century of exciting memories that got me there. And even on this short ride I ended up with magnificent winter views looking across the harbor.
Two peculiar ships of some military or research style were tied up at the Outer Mole controlled by the Navy. I was standing on the Inner Mole looking across the body of water that is known as the Navy Basin, because that is what it is. The Parks Service operates several boats out of the docks behind the Eco Discovery center and the city used to run sailboat and power boat races based from temporary docks here. Not anymore.
Looking due west at the tip of the Outer Mole you can see Sunset Key to the right and open water leading to the ring of mangrove islands surrounding shallow waters known as the Lakes. There is a seven mile channel through the Lakes to Boca Grande Key, a crescent of sandy beach closed for much of the year to protect birdlife. 
Not the time of year I go swimming but the water looks pretty enough even if it is closer to 70 degrees than 80. Not too cold for people of hardier constitutions Up North to go swimming and splashing in kayaks.
It is a matter of some astonishment to me how fast an hour long lunch break evaporates. You get up form the desk and stroll downstairs to your chariot and drive across town and already at least 20 minutes have been consumed. Add in a  stop to park the car and pick up the scooter where you last left it, put the for sale sign under the seat and ride off. So after ten or so minutes of contemplation you get that nagging voice that it's time to start thinking about leaving.
You dawdle because it's a lovely day and the breeze is cool and the colors are vibrant and this is why you are glad you got to earn a pension in Key West, no snow and limited numbers of gray days, and you get to live and work where others vacation.  
I do have to ask myself why this gorgeous weather didn't descend when I was off work but all I got was gray skies and flat light. On a day like this point the camera anywhere and you get these ridiculously lush views:
With the camera hanging round my neck, a small LX100 Mark 2 by Panasonic if you care, I fired off some attempts to garner some color on Duval as I made my way back to the parked car. Not entirely masked I fear but there it is. We apparently need more than three thousand Americans to die every day to make an impression on people on vacation. 
Park the scooter, get in the car, drive back to work downloading pictures to my phone as we go. Lunch break done. What a lovely day for it.
That proved to be the last ride on the Burgman 200 as the next day I sold it, with some regret as it was a great scooter and will be for the Conch who bought it. I enjoyed chatting with him through our masks as we transferred title and reminisced about the good old days of actual motorcycle dealerships in Key West. Then I watched him ride away. I cannot risk putting my wife through the torture of another round of me helpless in the hospital amid ever tighter Keys traffic. Besides which I've seen as much of the ICU as I ever want to and I'd like to enjoy my four wheeled retirement soon. One chapter closes and the next and final one starts.