(By Steve) On Thanksgiving morning I took a few hours to explore the 30-A bike trail. The house we rented had seven bikes in the garage for renters to use. I took the least crappy bike, which in actuality was still fairly crappy, but to be expected with a rental. It was a mountain bike with loose suspension, which caused the first part of my energy to be spent moving the suspension. If you ever mountain biked, this might make sense.
he 30-A is a fairly well known part of Florida that consists of many villages along the 30-A highway. It's about 18 miles in length and sits between Destin and Panama City Florida. The whole road has a well developed bike trail alongside of it. The house we rented was in Blue Mountain Beach, which does have a beach, but no mountain, of course; this is Florida, after all! We were halfway between mile 5 and 6 of the 30-A.
|The trail runs near Greyton State Park|
|I kept looking for gators in the lakes but saw none|
I promised Linda that I wouldn't be out too long; it was Thanksgiving Day after all, & she was slaving away in the kitchen. I set the timer on my phone for 1:20 and headed West. I had hoped to make it all the way to the West end of the trail, but I stopped around mile 17 in the town of Seacrest Beach. When I turned around, I discovered the dreaded head wind and knew that it would be difficult getting back in time. The wind was vicious and cold, and I really began to hate the bike. I felt like I had to pay the first tenth of my energy to the stupid suspension.
|The much photographed post office in Seaside|
|In places, the trail runs very close to the beach|
|There are no dunes here, and a longer stretch of sand than the beaches farther West.|
|Alys Beach struck me as a pretentious kind of place|