Headed out the door early Saturday afternoon around 2:30pm.
I had planned to leave around 7pm, drive throughout the night, and then arrive
down in the keys right as the sun was starting to rise. I did a self-check and
realized that I and getting too old to manage to drive throughout the night.
So, we decided to kick it out early and stop along the way. We actually managed
to get down the road quite a bit. I started driving, with Anna taking the next
shift and then finally having Olivia complete the last leg. We all decided to
stop in Vero Beach, about 4.5 hours from Marathon.
The hotel, Country Inn and Suites, had one room left. We had
tried several other hotels, but they were all booked out. This one would have
to do. One king bed and one pull out sofa couch. The sofa couch was horrendous.
The kids both slept, or laid on the sofa bed, but got about zero sleep on it.
You could literally feel every spring.
We hit the road in the morning around 8:30am with the kids
crashing out and finally get some rest, while we managed to may our way down
the Florida turnpike. It’s always a beautiful drive down once you pass
Homestead and know you have made it to Key Largo. Driving without a care, we
stopped in at Lora Lies for some early lunch/breakfast. I was famished, as we
the rest of the team.
Check-in was not until 4pm, but we still tried to get in
around 2pm. No matter, we all headed around to the back of the house and
stretched our leg. Lt and I started to unload the car and get the essentials –
fishing rods and bait. Right before we got to the house, we stopped at Captain
Hooks and got some frozen shrimp, just to have something. Unloaded and started
to throw in some shrimp and wouldn’t you know it, the fish were a biting!!!
Anna and Olivia headed to the store and grabbed all kinds of
drinks. While they were out, I tried the door again at 3pm and it seems that
the lock had been lifted. I put the rest of the stuff in the house and headed
back to the dock to continue fishing. LT got out the snorkel, fins, mask, and a
pole spear and went to try his luck. Luck gotten! He is the master of the water
and as I like to call him these days – “Little Psosidien”!
Lane, Toby, and Aunt Carla got here around 6:30pm. We were
all glad to see everyone and were happy they finally made it down. After some
unloading, Lane was right at it with LT and the fishing was on. They relaxed
for a bit before we all finally headed out to Key Fisheries for some dinner.
Dinner was okay, but not overwhelming. After the meal, we all headed back to the
hacienda and pretty much took it easy the remainder of the night.
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