The Keys are filled with feral chickens, reputedly a relic of Cuban cockfighting: they run loose everywhere and every morning...well you can guess.
I was sitting, listening to them this morning and thinking abiut how it sounds like they're saying, "Hey, it's morning!" and then another answers in the distance, "Hey, it's morning!" and how I wish I were that excited about anything at all. It's like every morning for them is the Second Coming...hey, there it is! I AM that excited about something!
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Good on you! Happy Trails!
Hey man, I hope everything is great on the trails/highway/bridges. i should be free of the keys today. Ive been battling head winds the whole time!
Happy trails! I'm about to face Seven Mile Bridge. Had some pretty.heavy winds yesterday on some of the shorter bridges.
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