A block from our hotel, we rejoined our course on Riverside Drive.  A wonderful scenic ride on this cool, 72°, low humidity morning.  There was a slight north (in our face) breeze, but for the moment we were enjoying the coolness it provided.  The homes along the Indian River were very eclectic, but like yesterday, this little piece of real estate did not last.  Route 1, however, was not that busy, it offered either a bike lane or unused street parking, as well as, places we were glad we had not bookeda flea market, nice views and beautiful homes.  Most impressive, though, were the amazing, huge Live Oak trees, meticulously trimmed with branches covering an entire yard.

A flat tire spoiled our fun; normally a quick fix, but not today.  Apparently our tire pump decided we’d had way too many flats and quit on us.  Half a block away was a gas station to get the tire filled enough to ride to the nearest bike shop that was only 1/2 a mile away; could not have worked out better.  A good fill and a new pump and we were on our way. Two blocks later, Mark flagged us down; a fellow touring biker from Daytona.  We traded stories on rides and he suggested an alternate to the route we were on.  It took us an hour to go one mile, but it was fun to share experiences.  We biked the beautiful Daytona promenade,past a very impressive Indian Cycle Shop (motorcycles are Big in this area) and even more impressive condo on the Halifax River.  It was only 11:30, but the next leg of our course offered no refreshment, so we stopped for a delicious lunch.  Having learned from yesterday’s over abundance of food, we decided to split our meal, a Mahi BLT…..fabulous.  After a couple more ridiculously large homes facing the water, we turned on Mark’s recommended course through several State Parks.  The scenery was gorgeous and the shade from the tunnel of trees, welcome.  Though the humidity had remained low, the temps were still in the 90’s, it was hot.  Ten miles of the amazing state parks and we were back on A1A.  As expected the beaches and water was breathtaking.  It was another few miles of  quiet road through another park, before homes and condos began to appear. Forty eight miles later, we arrived at our hotel.  We really wanted to take a dip in the ocean directly across from our hotel, but they were reinforcing the berm that kept the sea from encroaching on the highway, so we settled for the pool.  Refreshed and showered, we enjoyed happy hour with cool breeze and view of the sea.  A few hours later, in our same seats, we enjoyed an amazing dinner, oh, and some wine.Another good day!