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Slow Meander to Waukeenah - 60.1 miles.

Had a sound sleep. Already I am slipping back into the real world, as by present standards, I overslept. As there is no camp noise I now  rely on Dee, who is an early starter wakening me up. I didn't hear her leave for breakfast at 6.00 am, just her return at 6.30 am. Panic, not really as we were only cycling 60 miles and can't get into the motel till 2.00pm but I like an early start to escape the heat of the day. All the motels seem to have waffle making machines so that is how I now start my day - waffles, maple syrup and orange juice. Set off about 7.30am,  the first town I reached after 6 miles was Tallahassee, the capital of Florida. I got so carried away dodging through lanes of traffic that I completely missed my turn off and cycled an extra 4 miles. Grrrr. Part of our route today followed the 'St Marks Trail' - an old railway line path which reminded me of trails between Ardrossan and Glasgow. It was much better maintained though with pristine toilets every few miles. We passed through Wacissa which has the distinction of being the only village in the south not to fall into Union hands. Apparently, it was being defended by a ragtag group of confederate old men and boys. They managed to hold off a badly organised Union Detachment enroute to Tallahassee. Visited Wacissa Springs, a lovely peaceful lake but a bit overgrown and muddy. Some of the group went for a swim and although extremely hot I declined. Gators, perhaps? An owl was watching a fisherman and every time he landed a catch swooped down and stole the fish. Just 4 more days of cycling across this amazing country but I now feel we are just putting the miles in. We are staying just north of Waukeenah in a Super 8 Motel. Long day tomorrow of nearly 80 miles and it has to be 35 deg. Must make an early start, no sleeping in.....still loving it....  

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St Marks Bike Path, Willkillya County Van, Post Office, Springs where I didn't go for a swim.

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