Just got back yesterday after a week at Grayton Beach, on the Florida Panhandle. Great little town -
beautiful beach, stoned guy selling fish tacos out of a pushcart, shabby old beach cottages from the
30's, and plenty of friendly dogs.
What I hadn't counted on was finding more miles of singletrack than I was able to explore. Pt
Washington SF has a great little trail system with tight twisty sandy singletrack that weaves
through long leaf pine, a few oaks of some sort or another, and miles of low beachy stuff. Trails
were quick and swoopy - it would've been great singlespeed territory. And best of all, empty.
Absolutely, completely, entirely empty. I could've ridden naked all week.
Moral of the story: Don't ever go on vacation without a bike. You never know when you'll find
some riding.
-Andrew "Ok, so I now I need to repack both hubs, rebuild the BB and headset, and possibly
replace the chain, but [censored], it was fun sliding the bike sideways through the
pine-needles-on-sand corners" Thorne