12-03-02, 11:04 AM
Day 3 was a scenic day with great weather and varied scenary and very little congestion.I woke up 6ish and started 7ish and the ride on up Rt. 1 to Vero Bch was rural and uncongested.The towns of Vero Beach and then Sebastion were both very nice and friendly and I stopped at the world famous Hales Groves fruit market between the two for some free juice samples .I also bought some organic, unheated ,unfiltered honey which was delectable on top of dried apricots and figs rolled in dried coconut and provided for some high energy riding as well.Sebastion is kind of a laid back surfer village as Sebastion Inlet provides some of the best waves in Fl.The ride on up to Melbourne was nice as well but I started noticing some stinky palms that smelled like rotting fish as I approached the city .Up towards Cocoa I noticed more open bay views with a lot of neat old wooden piers extending well out into the bay.I stopped at nightfall and camped under the stars again in the Cocoa area in a field that was part of a office/storage complex behind a stand of shrubs left surrounding a giant oak tree. Day 4 I again awoke 6ish and left 7ish and it turned out to be a scenic ride but there were a few incidents with congestion and rude drivers most of which seemed to occur around 5-6 pm with the after work rush hour drivers.The ride to Titusville was mostly developed land but not too congested as I recall.In Titusville I stopped at a drug store to look at a map since I had managed to lose both of mine.I talked with a lady about alternate routes inland and she advised me 46 heading inland from Mims to Sanford and then Mt. Dora was a narrow two lane death trap that even cars were afraid of taking.She also advised me on how to get to a Walmart which turned out to be well out of my way so I could get a new light as mine wasn't working and a new tire to carry as a spare as mine was well worn .Back on Rt. 1 and headed north again after a tour around the Titusville area the ride up to New Smynra Bch. was very scenic and rural with a lot of nice stands of towering pines.Not too far north of Titusville I stopped at another grove juice stand this time Haney's I believe to stock up on more unheated honey because I was going through the first jar faster than I exspected as well as more juice tasting.I finally reached Edgewater fairly late in the day which is on the outskirts of New Smyrna Bch. which itself is on the outskirts of Daytona Bch.It was a low income manufacturing type town and I got in a yelling match with one car who yelled an insult as it drove by and then when I had nearly caught up to it at a stop light and the light had just changed I yelled something to the effect of "what did you say white trash".What they had failed to realize was that a shout from a car is highly muffled and difficult for the recipient to hear much less anyone else but a shout from a cyclist has great acoustics and can be heard by ever car and person in the area thus much more effective. After driving slowly like contemplating stopping it drove on without further incident.At New Smyrna Bch I finally turned off Rt 1 onto Rt. 44 a good two lane road with spectacular views of towering pines and wide shouldering leading to Deland and points beyond.However I hit it just at the 5PM rush hour and there was a lot of congestion and inconsiderate drivers doing the ride on the shoulder intimidation trick.When I got to Deland which I had heard was a nice little town I noticed that most of the residents seemed like nosy,opinionated hicks and I let a few rude insults fly as I was in a foul mood but some hard riding and not wanting to stop in Edgewater or New Smyrna for a food break probably had a lot to do with it because after downing a loaded Subway deli sandwich I felt much better riding out of Deland.I camped at the edge of a stand of towering pines you guessed it once again under the stars.I heard some noise at 2pm which I at first was concerned might be a bear scouting my food which like a fool I had mostly left out in plastic bags(do bears like honey).Then though I had heard no telltale bounding I heard the unmistakably snorting sound of deer and then one bound and so just put the food in my bag next to me as towering pines unfortunately leave few branches low enough to hang food from.