Day 53 Vero Beach, FL to Port Salerno 42 miles 817 feet
Today was scheduled to be a short ride, with not much to do along the way, or at the destination, so we all slept in. Breakfast was at 9 and I had no plans to leave till after 10 so I took a walk down to the beach. My timing was perfect as a kids boogie board competition was just getting started.
As I walked back from the beach I noticed a sign for a Halloween Parade and decided to stick around a bit more. I guess I’m just a sucker for little kids and dogs dressed up in Halloween Costumes. The parade was lead by a police car and a big red fire truck but instead of kids, they were followed by CARS in Halloween costumes, I guess I should have read the sign a bit more carefully.
It was a bit cooler than it has been and the weather forecast called for the possibility of a pop up thunderstorm so I packed a light windbreaker before hitting the road. I planned to follow the ECG route today with one minor exception. Once I crossed the ICW I planned to ride about 13 miles along the Indian River rather than on US1. The route south out of Vero Beach along A1A was predominately through modest single family homes. After a few miles the homes on the ocean side became much more substantial. It appeared from the new homes under construction that SIZE is important to Floridians.
I’m not usually a fan of all things military but I had tons of time to kill so I stopped at the Navy Seal Museum in Fort Pierce.
As I rode farther south through Port St. Lucie, I took another trip down Memory Lane. Port St. Lucie is the spring training camp for the NY Mets but for me it has always meant just one thing, Club Med. I have probably taken at least a half dozen family vacations there. I started going when my kids were still in kindergarten and can recall my daughter dressing up as a lion for the circus performance. Sometimes it was just our family and other times we would travel with friends and their children. My last trip down was with my adult children and my parents, to celebrate my dad’s 85’th birthday. I will be down again next President’s Day week with Molly and her kids to celebrate her eldest’s 18’th birthday. I can’t think of Club Med without humming their silly theme song, “Hands Up.”
As I was riding along the Green River Parkway Trail, the sky suddenly turned black and began dumping buckets of rain. I had a windbreaker in my rack bag but decided to keep pedaling rather than waste time to don it. It wasn’t that chilly and I felt the storm cell would pass through quickly. In less than 10 minutes the rain was over and within another 5 minutes the sun was out drying me and my bike off. The run in to Port Salerno was fairly industrial till we arrived at out hotel which is located directly on a marina in Manatee Pocket.
Lunch and dinner were both at Pirates Loft Restaurant, 4307 SE Bayview St, Stuart. I had the Cubano sandwich at lunch, dinner was bang bang shrimp tacos followed by a pork Osso Buco and everything was wonderful.
We sat outside for dinner and listened to a local trio playing top 30 hits.
Fourteen states down, 1 more to go.
The Cumulative Totals
Feet Climbed 86,664
States Visited Maine, New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Delaware, Maryland, Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia, Florida
For more details on my route, see my Strava Link