Day 5 - Hutchinson Bay to Fort Lauderdale 92 miles

In Johannesburg, S.A. there are tall walls topped with shards of glass interlaced with barbed wire.  In West Palm Beach, to serve the same purpose, there are hedges.  Three stories tall.  Impenetrable.  Perfectly trimmed and shaped daily by a not so small army of gardeners.  Riding this alley was also worrisome.  What with all the opaque mirrors on all the drives and a thousand watchful electronic eyes making sure that we didn't cross the perfectly drawn white line of the bike path and vier off into what lies beyond the hedge.

The other mystery of West Palm is the wind.  Yesterday it blew perfectly from the North.  Today perfectly from the south.  Go figure.  There was also a bit of a rain shower and a thunderstorm to cool us off. So we hoped to wait the thunderstorms out. Eddie playing dead.... 

 Following A1A wasn't easy either. On and off the islands, following US1, turn right, turn left, signs not visible... Even Diana, in the minibus and navigation,  got lost several times and with the speed limit averaging 30miles an hour, made it only shortly after us to the meeting point. I guess we were fast....