Day 2 of our 5 day tour of the Forgotten Coast was not without its flaws.
For one thing, it rained during pretty much the entire 27-mile trek from Port St. Joe to Apalachicola.
But we had a hardy band of cyclists who didn’t seem to notice the wind and chill and precipitation.
Neither did I, for that matter, because it was my day to SAG. Meaning my job was to be close by in a car in case any one of our hardy band of cyclists suddenly decided: Screw this, I want to get in the car!
Which they didn’t. But never mind that.
The point is that being on SAG standby I found plenty of time to linger alongside the St. Joseph Bay, St. Vincent Sound and Apalachicola Bay shorelines and capture images.
There is a primeval beauty to these stretches of water and wetlands that is only accentuated by the gray rainy mists.
The whole point of wetlands, after all, is to store water and provide a rich nurturing ground for all manner of bird and marine life.
It’s sort of a Garden of Eden, broken only occasionally by crass commercialism.
Speaking of which I took a break and waited for my damp cyclists at the historic Indian Pass Raw Bar. The perfect blend of down home kitsch and….
Apparently they haven’t forgotten everything on the Forgotten Coast.
But never mind that.
The point is that if you have to weave your way through the rain drops, either on a bike or in a car, there is no better place to do it than the wild stretches of land and sea and marsh that lay between Port St. Joe and Apalachicola.
Is this a great neck of the Florida woods or what?