It is an early morning as Bryon takes off for work and I start on the computer. We agree to meet at 9 am for some pictures at the NASA Visitors Center.
Bryon has called and asked me to take a picture of the elk on top of the Elks Club that he put up and is proud of, so I follow Melissa so as not to get lost and save time. Leaving the Elks, I turn the wrong way and get lost. It is so flat and so much vegetation, I cannot pick out a landmark reference. After several phone calls, I meet Bryon. The sun is breaking through the clouds as we take pictures, it is muggy. Thanking him and his daughter for their hospitality we say good-bye and head for Daytona Beach.
Arriving in Daytona Beach, I pass a car wash. Being a little vain, the car is filthy and they are calling for more rain, I wash it anyway. Hey, its Daytona!
By the time I am done, I am soaked in sweet and change T-shirts and head for the beach. It is a high overcast, but driving onto the beach, in the ZO6 was a strange feeling.
Turning from the beach, I did not want to leave, I head for Daytona Speedway. I am not able to get the car on the track or in the infield, but am allowed to pull the car under the entrance sign. I have always wanted to go to the Daytona 500. Someday!
Heading for Jacksonville, I am talking to Starr's secretary and good friend, Norma. She asks me to call her brother in Jacksonville. I decide to stop and show Jim and Mary Ann the car and map. We have a nice discussion about road trips but I gotta go!
Heading north, I pass into Georgia, State #32. Shortly I am passing by the Okefenokee Swamp. You know haw low you are because the water stands in the ditches.
As the sun sets, I am in Macon Georgia. I had hoped to make Atlanta tonight. Oh well only 90 miles short, there is always tomorrow.