Mississauga, Ontario


I was living in Canada at this time of this trip and then I measured driving distances in kilometers (km) but in this document the corresponding miles will also be given following in brackets.
For my daughter’s 21st birthday I took her to Arizona, so I asked my son to think about what he would like for his 21st birthday, which was the following year. That summer when he was working at Flin Flon in Manitoba I received a letter from him telling me he had decided what he wanted. He asked to go on a driving holiday with his Mum. However he was unable to make time for such a trip between his studies and his summer employment until a year and a half after his 21st. What follows is the story of our trip together.

Day 1 - Saturday April 18 - Kingston, ON (Canada) to Massena, NY


We left Kingston, Ontario, at 6 p.m., just one hour after Stu’s had finished his final exam for the year. We took 401, the McDonald-Cartier Freeway in Ontario as far as Johnstown where we crossed the St. Lawrence River via the Ogdensburg-Prescott International Bridge to New York at 7:15. We had done 111 km (69.0 miles) when we paid the $US2.00 toll at the US side of the bridge.
We felt like fugitives when held up by the U.S. Customs, because they did not like our answer when they asked where we lived and where were we going. If Florida was our destination why had we not taken the first crossing over the St. Lawrence after leaving Kingston? Had we tried to enter into the US at any other border crossings?
On leaving Kingston, Stu, who worked as a guard at Fort Henry during the summer, had expressed a desire to visit Fort Ticonderoga, so we had driven northeast on the Canadian side of the St. Lawrence to take advantage of a better road.
After getting gas ($1.159/gal) we followed NY-37 to Massena, arriving at Flanders Inn ($55.00) at 8:20. We ate at the hotel restaurant ($30.00) before settling down for an early night.

miles km
Distance for the day 104.1 167.5
Stu 104.1 167.5
TRIP TOTAL 104.1 167.5
Stu 104.1 167.5

Day 2 - Sunday April 19 - Massena, NY to Fall River, MA


We had an early wake-up call and were on the road, NY-37 by 6:45 a.m. Stu commented that he had never seen a land border, because previously he had only entered the States by crossing a bridge, either over the St. Lawrence or over the Niagara Rivers. So we turned north to make a short detour to Fort Covington, N. Y. Suddenly I noticed the American Customs and said that we had better turn back, especially after all the trouble the previous night. Well we did a U-turn, drove past the US Customs and proceeded south. A loud siren suddenly sounded. We stopped immediately, and felt quite silly having to explain what we were doing!!
After this episode we headed south on NY-37 to Malone, seeing wild turkeys along the side of the road. At Malone we turned east on County Rte 24 to Brainardsville, then south on NY-374 through Merrill, where we stopped for photos of Upper Chateaugay Lake. In Dannemora we down a long, big hill past the beautiful stone buildings of a huge jail and correctional center, and continued on to Plattsburgh. It was 9 o’clock when we reached the junction of NY-374 and I-87, but we continued on to US-9 before turning south. We stopped in Plattsburgh to walk around the monument in memory of the 1814 Battle of Plattsburgh, and before leaving we bought milk for breakfast! From here we followed US-9, a scenic road south along Lake Champlain to Ausable Point Beach State Park. We spent just over half an hour here in the Picnic Area on the beach, which we had all to ourselves for a peaceful breakfast.
Fifteen minutes further down the road we scouted around trying to get a view of Ausable Chasm, quite an impressive place, but unfortunately we were there too early in the season and, having closed for the winter, it wasn't open to the public yet. From here we drove through Keeseville and joined I-87 with beautiful views towards the Adirondacks. We exited the interstate at NY-9N for Westport, where we joined NY-22 and again followed the western shoreline of Lake Champlain. Between Port Henry and the NY-903 turn-off for Crown Point State Historic Park and the bridge to Chimney Point, Vermont, was a very scenic piece of road.

We stopped in Ticonderoga at McDonald’s to pick up some lunch (a Big Mac and a Filet of Fish - $3.67), then proceeded to the fort. What a disappointment! Once again we were here too early in the season, and were unable to see inside the fort. Our disappointment was the greater after the lengths we had gone to crossing the border!!

We continued south on NY-22, to Whitehall, crossing the southern tip of Lake Champlain. Whitehall claims to be the birthplace of the U.S. Navy, but we did not stop to learn the reason for such a claim. The AAA Tour Book does say the Skenesborough Museum in Whitehall includes a Navy room with models of 1776 and 1812 shipyards and ships models. See the following web sites:



From here we went east, crossing the New York Vermont border at 1:15.

At Whitehall we turned onto US-4, driving east and crossing the Vermont State Line at 1:15. Shortly after entering Vermont we turned south on Scenic Route VT-30. We stopped to change drivers and I drove for 97.5 km (60.6 miles) through the area of Manchester Center, a city with big beautiful clapboard, shuttered houses, and marble sidewalks. From here our scenic route followed highway VT-7A until just past Arlington when we switched over to US-7, and minutes later we reached the highest elevation of US-7, (1,054 meters / 3,458 feet).
1992_04_19c.jpg In Bennington we left US-7 and turned onto VT-9, also marked on the map as a scenic route crossing the Green Mountains of Vermont. We stopped for a coffee break by a rushing mountain stream with ice and snow along its banks. After this Stu took over driving again. There was still a lot of snow around and we saw a lot of skiing country. The weather, however, was not good and distant views were marred by fog. The roads were steep, up and down, with truck escape ramps off to the right.

Signs along the way indicated when the various areas were settled - Wilmington, chartered 1751, has- large wooden houses, stores and churches. There was still a lot of snow feeding the rushing mountain streams. Marlboro (El. 1,736 feet), founded in 1763, was home to the currently close Hogback Ski Area. Here at the Skyline Restaurant there was supposed to be an incredible 100 Mile (160.9 km) View, but all we saw was cloud!! Then we continued on, up and down, up and down, up and down. I could pick out the many beech trees scattered in the woods. Suddenly, within 15 km (9.3 miles). of Marlboro, we realized the snow was gone.

We passed the intersection with I-91 and drove through Brattleboro with its covered bridge, slate roofs and “cool looking main street”. Brattleboro, originally Brattleborough, a town located in the southeast corner of Vermont, is the oldest town in the state. Here, at 4:15, we crossed the Connecticut River and entered our third state for the day, New Hampshire. We followed NH-119, after stopping for gas ($1.099/gal), driving through Hinsdale, Ashuelot (with its covered bridge), founded 1864, turned north for a short distance at the junction of NH-119 with NH-10 and NH-78 just south of Winchester, settled in 1733, then went east again on NH-119 as far as Fitzwilliam. Here we turned south on NH-12 and six minutes later crossed the Massachusetts State Line.
We stopped briefly in Fitchburg to study the map and decide upon which route to take to the coast and reach our unknown destination before dark! We took MA-2 east from Fitchburg to I-190, the interstate south to first exit, then MA-117 east through Lancaster, established 1653, and the Village of Bolton, established 1738.
Just after Bolton we joined I-495, exited onto I-95, going south, crossed the Rhode Island State Line and entered Providence. Eight minutes later, in the heart of the city, we switched to I-195, going east, and within four minutes we crossed the State Line back into Massachusetts at 7:15. We left the interstate on entering Fall River and fifteen minutes later we found a Days Inn ($45.35) and had dinner ($30.00).
In spite of some disappointments (both Ausable Chasm and Fort Ticonderoga being closed) the trip was most interesting and we’d had a great day.

miles km
Distance for the day 448.6 722
Stu 388.0 624.5
Self 60.6 97.5
TRIP TOTAL 552.7 899.5
Stu 492.1 792
Self 60.6 97.5

Day 3 - Monday April 20 - Fall River MA to Glen Ridge, NJ


We left the motel by 7 o’clock via MA-24 and were in Rhode Island six minutes later. We exited onto RI-138 to go to Newport. It was a dreary, foggy morning, but promised to improve as the day progressed. We passed many stone fences, made of flat stones, all matched together to make even tops and perfect corners.
We spent over an hour in Newport, first walking around Barrister’s wharf and seeing many beautiful boats. Our next stop was Bellevue Avenue, known as the Avenue of Mansions - homes of the rich and famous (Astors' 1855 Beechwood Mansion; 1892 Marble House, built for William K. Vanderbilt). From Bellevue Avenue we took Ruggles Avenue east to "The Breakers", the 1895 summerhouse of Cornelius Vanderbilt. "The Breakers" overlooks the Atlantic Ocean, and we were able to take a stroll along the ocean walk in front of this mansion. The we returned to Bellevue Avenue turning south to follow the Scenic Drive. From Bellevue Avenue this went west on Ocean Avenue to Benton Point State Park and from the park joined up with Ridge Road.
We wended our way back at Bannister's Wharf and from there north to RI-138, then west, crossing Narragansett Bay (toll bridge $2.00) to Conanicut Island and a second bridge, the Jamestown Bridge. Leaving RI-138, we turned onto 1A south to Pt. Judith, passing a farm, established in 1750, with highland cattle behind beautiful stone fences. Going north on RI-108 from Pt. Judith we detoured to Galilee, a quaint village of cottages, very rocky, with streets names such as Starfish, Conch and Periwinkle. From here there were no bridges over Judith Pond, and the road dead ended so we had to return to Point Judith Road (RI-108) and go north before continuing west on US-1 along the shoreline. Stu had read an article in National Geographic about US-1, so was interested in this particular highway, and we hoped to more or less follow this route all the way south.


It was 10:25 when we crossed the Connecticut State Line and we were just 136 km. (84.54 miles) from the motel. We stopped in New London to do some shopping. At the A & P Supermarket we bought supplies for a picnic lunch ($12.47) and first aid items ($10.78) at the drug store. We also telephoned Frank and Zelda to let them know that we were running late and would not be able to see them until the next day. It was during this phone call that we first learned that we could use their Florida house in Lauderdale-By-The-Sea.
After leaving New London and wishing to remain as close as possible to the coast, we turned onto CT-156. We found a good picnic spot at Rocky Neck State Park and had a great lunch of salads (including red potato with fresh dill) and pita bread sandwiches. It was 12:45 when we left the park and rejoined CT-156. When this intersected with I-95, also US-1 at this point, we had to join the interstate for the bridge across the Connecticut River, but left it to again follow US-1. We drove through Old Saybrook, settled 1635, Westbrook (with a huge marina), settled 1635 and incorporated 1840,, and into Clinton, which was incorporated in 1838.
Noticing historic plaques on some of the old wooden houses we stopped to take some pictures. We found one built in 1710, another in 1735 and others in 1765 and 1787. We drove through the lovely main street of Madison, a part of Guilford until 1650. Magnolias were in flower and it was hard to believe that we had been driving through so much snow-covered country the previous day. Stu remarked, “I could retire here!” Soon after Guildford, settled in 1639, and, with still a long way to reach our day's destination, we decided to take I-95 and head for New Jersey. We were to be staying with my old neighbor from Mississauga, Megan, who had moved to Glen Ridge, NJ, to live with her son and daughter-in-law, Carl and Jean, and their daughter.


We crossed the New York State Line at 3 o’clock and ten minutes later were in the Bronx, settled 1639, and the start of particularly heavy traffic. Three minutes later we were in a traffic jam! Still in traffic at 3:50, we were glad that we were not running low on gas! By 4:18 we had done 8.6 km (5 miles) in an hour and 5 minutes. Then we passed a broken down truck which appeared to be the cause of the problem! Finally, at 4:32, we reached the George Washington Bridge. It had taken us an hour and 22 minutes to cover 14½ km (9 miles) from the Bronx to the bridge! Crossing the New Jersey State Line, we enterer our fifth state for the day.
When I-95 turned south we continued west on I-80 just beyond Paterson where we bought gas ($1.019/gal). New Jersey is not the easiest of places to find one's way around, but we managed to get onto Ridge Road (CR-641) south to Bloomfield Avenue, which took us all the way into Glen Ridge. Forsythia was in bloom everywhere. It was just after 5:30 when we stopped in Glen Ridge to phone Megan (.20¢) for directions from a drug store at the corner of Park Street and Bloomfield Avenue, only to discover that we were just around the corner from her. All we had to do was turn left on Mountain Avenue, go under the railway bridge and turn right onto Snowden Place. Minutes later we were with Megan. Carl and Jean have a beautiful Victorian home (built in 1882) on a lovely street and we had a most pleasant evening with them.

miles km
Distance for the day 250.8 403.7
Stu 209.3 336.9
Self 41.5 66.8
TRIP TOTAL 803.6 1,293.2
Stu 701.5 1,128.9
Self 102.1 164.3

Day 4 - Tuesday April 21 - Glen Ridge to Cape May, NJ

1992_04_21a.jpg It was after 10 o’clock by the time we finally left Megan and family, having had breakfast, looked around the garden and taken some photographs. We drove to Morristown to see Frank, who gave us maps and all the information for going to their Florida house. Frank (Zelda was busy with a client) took us to Arthur’s Steak House for lunch (only $23.45 for steak dinners for three people!!) and it was 2:10 by the time we got on our way! Frank gave us directions from their place to the Garden State Parkway - toll ($0.35). Wanting to headed out to the coast right away, we left the Parkway at the first opportunity, taking US-9 for a short distance before getting onto NJ-36 to Highlands.

Arriving in Highlands we crossed the first of many bridges, this one over the Navesink River, as we worked our way down the coast. Before turning south, however, we drove north through Sandy Hook National Park, Gateway National Recreation Area and Fort Hancock near the tip of the point of land which guards the entrance to New York Harbor.

On each side of lower New York Harbor, peninsulas of sand stretch across the water towards each other forming a natural gateway for ships going to from the nation’s greatest port. One of these peninsulas is Sandy Hook, the northern most point on the New Jersey Shore. It’s proximity to New York Harbor made Sandy Hook a navigational landmark as well as a defense site to protect the city from attack by sea.”
We spent some time at the Spermaceti Cove National Park Visitor Center, the building having been originally the Spermaceti Cove Lifeboat Station. I found the museum most interesting, particularly the presentation of the Faker Line used to rescue people from stranded ships.

From Collaborative International Dictionary of English v.0.48

faking box Fake \Fake\, v. t. (Naut.)

To coil (a rope, line, or hawser), by winding alternately in opposite directions, in layers usually of zigzag or figure of eight form,, to prevent twisting when running out. [1913 Webster]

Faking box, a box in which a long rope is faked; used in the life-saving service for a line attached to a shot. [1913 Webster]


Shot Line & Faking Box: The shot line is tied to the projectile and is the first line to reach the shipwreck. This is the thinnest line used in the drill and is stored in a special pattern the faking box. This special pattern allows it to pay-out freely as the gun is fired. After the drill, the shot line is returned to the box by carefully laying it in the faking pattern ensuring that it is ready for the next use.


We parked by and walked around the area of Sandy Hook Lighthouse, which was constructed in 1764, and is the nation’s oldest continuously operated lighthouse. We drove among the various fortifications at Fort Hancock. We looked at the Mortar Battery with its 30 second firing cycle, and which consisted of an extensive tunnel system meant for the storage of guns and ammunition; the Battery Granger, 1897, with disappearing gun carriages; Battery Potter, 1890-92, big guns on disappearing gun carriages, but which became obsolete almost as soon as it was finished. It was after 4 o’clock when we left Fort Hancock and turned south for the next leg of our trip!

From Highlands Beach to Seaside Heights the whole area is very built up and around Deal huge mansions both sides of the road, also private beach clubs. There were casinos and one got the feeling of money, money, money everywhere! The area between Long Branch and Asbury was magnificent with many large wealthy homes. You could tell that Asbury Park had been a lovely place in its heyday, but its hotels and casinos now looked very rundown. Ocean Grove, an area south of Westley Lake was very nice. There were Victorian houses all along the way. We wondered, "Would the whole U.S. coast be like this?"

We left the ocean for a while, taking NJ-71 to NJ-35, which brought us onto a narrow strip of land separating the Atlantic Ocean from Barnegat Bay, which also serves as the Intracoastal Waterway. Large beach "shacks" lined both sides of the road. Just south of Mantoloking, the road divides and off to the right there were canals with houses on both sides. In some open water there was a house on its own island. Around Seacrest Beach Center to the left were poor persons' "huts"!! The scene changed in Lavallette where small beach cottages were packed in like sardines.

At Seaside we left NJ-35 and the coast for NJ-37 which we planned on taking to US-9 south. We crossed a big bridge over Barnegat Bay, noticing many houses along numerous canals, and finished up on the Garden State Parkway (toll - $0.35)!! Since time was getting on we decided to stay on the Parkway (another $0.35 toll) until after we passed Atlantic City! We had quite a change of scenery, a groundhog at the side of the road, driving through woods, a food and fuel service center in the middle serving both north and south traffic (a good idea rather than separate ones on each side!), tree tips red with buds bursting into leaf, three deer at the side of the road, forest changed to mostly pine trees.
We exited Garden State Parkway at Exit-30 ($0.35 toll), taking NJ-52 to Somers Point and Ocean City. We crossed flat islands and lots of bridges over Great Egg Harbor, and again, the Intracoastal Waterway. As we drove back to the coast we could see the buildings of Atlantic City to the north. At Ocean City, we strolled along the boardwalk and had a snack (two large salty pretzels and coffee for $2.41) at a restaurant which was decorated with large pictures of bygone days. After Ocean City we drove past miles and miles of lovely homes, which we assumed were summer homes as there were no cars to be seen! We also noticed a Food Mart chain by the name of Wawa and depicting a Canada goose!!
14.5 km. (9 miles) south of Ocean City we crossed Corson’s Inlet, a toll bridge, the first of four in the next 38 km. (23.6 miles). Here, at Corson’s Inlet, there were real beach cottages as the road meandered through sand dunes to Sea Isle City and Townsends Inlet, a very interesting piece of coastline. We crossed another toll bridge over Townsends Inlet and into Avalon. The whole area was made up of inlets and marshlands with signs along the way for “Coastal Evacuation Routes.” At Stone Harbor we crossed a bridge over the tidal marshlands of Grassy Sound, then another toll bridge over Hereford Inlet. We drove past the Hereford Inn Lighthouse in North Wildwood and into Wildwood, with a large business area which appeared to be totally seasonal!!! We noticed fishing trawlers and evidence of the fish industry. Marshlands Bridge was the fourth toll bridge (and last one off islands) in 38.5 km. Fishing trawlers abounded and lots of industry, such as the Borden Clam Products. It was a $0.50 toll for each of the bridges.
It had turned dark by the time we reached the Cape May ferry terminal (8:15) and learned that the first ferry out was 7:30 the next morning. We drove into Cape May, crossing the Cape May Channel (and Intracoastal Waterway), and although it was dark, we could see that it was a beautiful place. We drove around looking at all the beautiful Victorian houses. What a lovely spot! One thing which caught our notice was the stop signs as far as the eye could see! The more luxurious hotels/motels had no vacancies, but we managed to find a motel a little north of town and not too far off the route to the ferry. After checking into the Lido Motel ($42.80) we phoned LP, unpacked the car, got an alarm clock to wake us next morning, then left for supper. We went to The Lobster House where we sat by a window overlooking the water and a fishing trawler. The atmosphere was wonderful and we both had lobster - a delicious meal. It was 10:50 when we returned to the motel.

miles km
Distance for the day 229.3 369.1
Stu 229.3 369.1
Self 0.0 0.0
TRIP TOTAL 1,032.9 1,662.3
Stu 930.8 1,498
Self 102.1 164.3

Day 5 - Wednesday April 22 - Cape May, NJ to Morehead City, NC

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Wanting to be on the first ferry and not knowing what kind of line-up there was likely to be we left the Lido Motel, Cape May at 6:30 and were at the Cape May-Lewes Ferry Terminal ten minutes later. We paid the fare. $22.50, and were fifth in line! The ferry left at 7:30 and arrived in Lewes, Delaware an hour and 20 minutes later. Lewes is Delaware’s oldest settlement, dating back to 1631.
As we drove off the ferry we noticed how green everything was; there was lots of blossom out and the trees had more leaves than we had seen previously. From Lewes we took US-9 to DE-1 (US-1 was further inland and goes through Baltimore and Washington, DC), to Dewey Beach. We drove south on DE-1 along the coast through Delaware Seashore State Park, a narrow isthmus separating Rehoboth Bay from the Atlantic Ocean. There were a lot of sand dunes on the ocean side of the road just before we crossed a bridge over Indian River Inlet. Driving through Bethany Dunes we noticed that the houses, of many different styles and designs, were quite large and were built on wooden stilts. To the right of the road were many canals so all the property owners had waterfront lots. The density of house all along the coast is quite incredible! After Bethany Beach and South Bethany the road went through Fenwick Island State Park, another narrow strip of land between the ocean and Assawoman Bay.
It was 9:15 when we crossed the State Line into our third state for the day, with a sign, “Maryland Welcomes You”. Here the Coastal Highway, DR-1 became MD-528. Entering Ocean City with its large hotels and motels and a lot of commercial establishments, we were reminded of Surfers Paradise in Queensland, Australia! The morning became quite foggy! There is no bridge from Ocean City across to Assateague Island National Seashore, so we had to take US-50 west for a short distance. As we turned onto US-50 here in Ocean City, MD, there was an interesting sign above the road for travelers: SACRAMENTO CA 3073 MILES. Both Stu and I said how great it would be to travel that highway all the way from Ocean City to Sacramento! We couldn't help noticing how very green Maryland was with lots of dogwoods flowering in the woods, and how the trees were becoming quite leafy.
We only went as far as US-113 on US-50 before turning south again. US-113 ended at the junction with US-13. We entered Virginia, fourth state for the day, at 10:40, but we did a U-turn and returned to the Maryland Welcome Center for breakfast in Maryland! Crossing the Virginia border for the second time, we were driving through very rich looking farmlands and, as the sun tried to shine through the clouds, we noticed that the lilacs were in bloom. In Accomac Perdue Foods Inc. had a very large processing plant. Masses of big azalea bushes were in flower. It was certainly a very beautiful time of year to be traveling through this area. Passing by Accomack Vineyards, the only winery on Virginia's Eastern Shore, we saw an interesting sign for things for sale: "Unique and Antique - junk and good stuff.”
We stopped for gas ($1.109/gal.) in 11.732 gals. (44.41 lts.) $13.01 Nassawadox, and whilst there a big Perdue tanker truck, marked "Vegetable Oil" drove by. Flowering shrubs and blossom were everywhere and wisteria creeper was all in flower, all of which made me realize how much I miss having these things around. Near the turn off for Cape Charles was a long circular drive edged by an azalea hedge. Also we were beginning to see camellias in flower. It was 12:25, just after Kiptopeke, when we paid the toll of $10.00 to use the bridges and tunnels across the entrance to Chesapeake Bay, a distance of 17.6 miles

From Shore To Shore

The Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel measures 17.6 miles and is considered the world’s largest bridge-tunnel complex. Construction required undertaking a project of more than 12 miles of trestle roadway, two miles-long tunnels, two bridges, almost two miles of causeway, four man-made islands and 5½ miles of approach roads, total 23 miles.


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Acclaimed One Of The Seven Wonders Of The Modern World

The Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel allows you to see the mighty surge of the Atlantic Ocean , the beauty of the Chesapeake Bay, and the soaring grace on an engineering marvel. Both a tourist attraction and travel convenience, the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel saves you 95 miles and 1½ hours between Virginia Beach/Norfolk and New York,



TOTAL PROJECT COST - $200,000,000 (No Tax Money Used)
STEEL - 55,000 TONS


We left the highway and spent half an hour at the Sea Gull Fishing Pier. This is on the most southerly of the four man-made islands, created for the construction of the two mile-long tunnels. The two tunnels were built at the mouth of Chesapeake Bay to allow two channels for ocean going liners entering the bay. Having taken 3½ years to build, the bridge-tunnel complex opened in April, 1964, saving motorists 95 miles and 1½ hours between Norfolk, Virginia, and New York.
We arrived at the southern end of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge at 1:20. "Terra firma"!! Trees were in full leaf and some had creepers covered in yellow blooms right to the top. At the junction of US-13 with I-64, we took the Interstate, skirting east around Norfolk for a few miles. Leaving the interstate for VA-168, we muddled around looking for a grocery store, crossed the Chesapeake and Albemarle Canal, also known as the Intracoastal Waterway and stopped in Great Bridge. We shopped at Farm Fresh supermarket ($10.97) to replenish our supplies. Everywhere flowering trees, shrubs and creepers were a profusion of color.
1992_04_22c.jpg Pressing on we entered our 5th state of the day at 2:20 - “Welcome to North Carolina.” We couldn't help noticing that there were a lot of smaller, poorer looking houses. Rte-168 ended at US-158, on which we continued south. Just after crossing the North River (Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway), we observed that someone had been stopped for speeding by a policeman in a T-shirt and jeans, wearing a baseball cap and driving a pickup truck!!

We stopped at a Rest Area for a lunch break, before continuing on through townships of Grandy, where the dogwood trees were thick with flowers, Powell’s Point, Harbinger and Point Harbor. Here the next exciting part of the trip was to start, the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We crossed the 4.5 km. (2.8 mile) bridge over Currituck Sound to Kitty Hawk at 3:40. Prior to this trip I was not aware of the string of narrow islands along much of the US east coast.

At a Rest Area and Information Center, we got the schedule for the ferries we would need to take at the southern end of the Outer Banks. So desirous were we of taking this route, but hoping to make the 6:00 p.m. ferry from Ocracoke to Cedar Island, we could not dilly-dally at any of the points of interest along the way such as the Wright Brothers Monument, a National Memorial, at Kill Devil Hills “Where Flight First Began”, or Jockey’s Ridge State Park at Nags Head. There were many beach houses on stilts at Kill Devil Hills and people were hang gliding from the high sand dunes known as Jockey’s Ridge.

“Jockey’s Ridge is the tallest natural sand dune system in the Eastern United States. Located in Nags Head, it is one of the most significant landmarks on the Outer Banks, North Carolina. Always changing, always beautiful… the Friends of Jockey's Ridge State Park invite you to visit and explore.”
There was a lot of development in the area of Nags Head (such interesting place names!), but there was still lots of room to pack more in!! South of Whalebone the road entered the Cape Hatteras National Seashore - a beautiful place to visit. We saw a lot of water birds (even a rabbit) and boats with long fishing rods for catching marlins. We crossed bridge, 3.8 km (2.4 miles) long over Pea Island and Oregon Inlet onto Hatteras Island. We also had to forego stopping at the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse.

HATTERAS ISLAND / Cape Hatteras National Seashore

Cape Hatteras Lighthouse is the tallest in the nation and famous symbol of North Carolina. The lighthouse site houses a visitors center that is open throughout the year and houses displays on the island's maritime history. The beacon from the light can be seen some 20-miles out to sea and has warned sailors for more than 100 years of the treacherous Diamond Shoals, the shallow sandbars which extend some 14 miles out into the ocean off Cape Hatteras.

It is said that the engineer who was originally assigned the task of painting North Carolina's lighthouses, got the plans mixed up and the diamond-shaped figures, suitable for warning traffic away from Diamond Shoals, went to Cape Lookout and the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse received the spiral striping, thereby forever gaining the nickname ''The Big Barber Pole.''

It was built with 1,250,000 bricks baked in kilns along the James River in Virginia and brought in scows into Cape Creek where it was hauled by oxen one mile to the building site in Buxton. Its walls at the base are 14 feet of solid masonry and narrow to eight feet at the top. Weighing 6,250 tons, the lighthouse was built with no pilings under it - just a foundation built of heart pine. Towering 196 feet from the base to the top brick and then topped with an iron superstructure it become the tallest brick lighthouse on the American coast at 208 feet and at a cost of $155,000.00.


At Mirlo Beach - interesting houses of wood construction, almost like fairytale castles. We passed through a wonderful strip of wildly natural land. I hope to return here sometime when not just passing through! At Avon we were back into sand dunes, and after Buxton, where there is a lighthouse, we drove into some woods, where creepers covered the trees and there were also dogwoods in flower. We entered Hatteras Village at 5:23 and five minutes later pulled up at the Cape Point Ferry and were lucky enough to be able to get on! We drove straight onto the ferry for the 5:30 departure. Although we had not stopped anywhere the drive had been both interesting and enjoyable and well worthwhile. There was lots of development in various areas, but still lots of open space.
The ferry from Hatteras arrived on Ocracoke Island 37 minutes later, but then we had a 21 km (13.3 mile) drive into Ocracoke, so we knew we would have to wait for the 8:30 ferry to Cedar Island. Oh, well! As we continued southwest we could see the breakers rolling in from the Atlantic, and we were also surprised to see big pine trees as we neared Ocracoke.
With two hours on our hands in Ocracoke, a real seaside village (a more low-key resort), we made a booking ($10.00) for the 8:30 ferry, then went for a drive. I noticed a lot of cottages among the trees and was reminded of the campground at Wilson's Promontory in Victoria, Australia. We parked the car and went for a walk along the beach with Atlantic breakers rolling in. We picked up some shells and found a watch. Then we returned to the terminal, parked the car, first in line, ready for boarding the ferry, and strolled back into the village for a beer and supper (fish and chips - $10.80) on the patio of the “Jolly Roger, Good Food and Grog” in the light of the setting sun.
The ferry was late arriving and hence late leaving. It left at 8:45 and it was 11:00 when we disembarked at Cedar Island. There was no sign of any motels here, nor along 65 km (40.4 miles) of winding road, until we reached Morehead City an hour later, where we found accommodations at a Comfort Inn ($47.09). It had been a very long day, but also very exciting!

miles km
Distance for the day 382.6 615.8
Stu 339.2 545.9
Self 43.4 69.9
TRIP TOTAL 1,415.5 2,278.1
Stu 1,270.0 2.043.9
Self 145.5 234.2

Day 6 - Thursday April 23 - Morehead City, NC to St. Augustine, FL

1992_04_23.jpg We woke to another foggy morning!! Or so I thought! At least that was what I thought it was when I first peered through the window. Stu carried our bags out to the car and returned with a big smile on his face. It was a gorgeous day and what I had thought was fog was in fact a solid concrete block wall which had been painted gray!! We had set the alarm for 6:45, had the continental breakfast at the motel before leaving and were on the road by 7:30.

We left Morehead on US-70, but a few minutes later turned onto NC-24 for Jacksonville. There were lots of tall trees, pines and magnolias, dogwoods in bloom and flowering azaleas, 4 feet to 5 feet high, clustered together. At White Oak River two bridges crossed a large bay and inlet. There were lots of red poppies along the roadside. We tried to stay as close as possible to the coast, so turned onto NC-172 thus by-passing Jacksonville. Wilmington was 60 miles. It was a much quieter road, passing through a forest. We passed a sentry when this route entered Camp Lejeune Marine Base, and noted that there were lots of tank crossings, also tactical vehicles - speed: 10 mph slower. We crossed a drawbridge over New River Inlet - a new bridge was under construction.

NC-172 ended in Thomas Landing where we turned onto US-17. Hampstead was a beautiful town, its streets were lined with large overhanging trees and moss dangling from the branches. There were large amounts of moss on some trees, though not on all; daisies were in flower along the roadside. We were amazed by the tall trees, pines, magnolias, and dogwoods, and the 5 foot high azaleas. Just south of Hampstead we saw an Historical Marker about a peanut plantation, but did not stop.
Shortly after this and just before entering Wilmington we passed the eastern terminus of I-40, the interstate that runs between here and Barstow, California. We entered Wilmington at 9:15 and it was a lovely drive as we continued on US-17 into the city, the road lined with trees which created an arch over the road - very lush. As we crossed the Cape Fear Memorial Bridge over Cape Fear River, we could see the top of the USS North Carolina Battleship Memorial, considered the world's greatest sea weapon when commissioned in 1941.
After this US-17 became a double highway with lots of new young pines and daisies along the road. There were still a lot of flowers around but the land was not as lush looking. Wisteria growing wild along the side of the road. Going through Bolivia there were more trees.
At 10:20 we crossed into South Carolina, and stopped for gas ($1.099/gal) in Little River. We again crossed the Intracoastal Waterway to return to the coast at North Myrtle Beach, where we saw our first palm trees. It was so commercial, but a beautiful spot when there were no billboards! Then we drove south on Ocean Boulevard for 10 km (6.2 miles). There was a lovely looking hotel and some rather nice private homes, more luxurious than some of the others we had seen. There were brick houses as well as the wooden ones which seemed typical along the coast. The road was actually along the beach front for some of the way and we looked out on a calm sea. In other parts older motels were on the right and would have had beach views until new high-rise hotels sprang up opposite.
We left the ocean to return to US-17 and were back amongst beautiful trees. We could have stayed on the Business Loop as the two roads converged. Litchfield had a lovely median strip with shrubs and palms, and Pawleys Island was most attractive with nice homes and shops among trees. As we approached a bridge over the Intracoastal Waterway we were looking ahead to a very industrial Georgetown, a seaport city established in 1732, and which is South Carolina’s oldest city. A second bridge took us over the Pee Dee and Black Rivers. Trees overhung the road as we drove through Georgetown. We passed the Georgetown Steel Plant.
US-17 joined US-701 just prior to crossing the bridge over the Sampit River. The stretch of road ahead of us and all the way into Charleston is marked on the AAA map as a scenic route. We stopped at a Food Lion Supermarket to replenish supplies ($6.04). It was a really warm day and it felt just wonderful. We saw some interesting pine trees (had actually noticed them earlier) with very long needles. We passed a forest fire tower, and noticed a sign at the entrance to a plantation, circa 1740.
In the Santee River/Santee Delta area the road was built higher than surrounding marshlands. Further along there was a carpet of red flowers, maybe clover, along the side of the road, and Stu commented, “Very interesting land around here, but very little foliage!” We suddenly became aware of all the dead trees, all fallen over in the same direction from halfway up their trunks. Momentarily we wondered what had happened.!
The sign for “Evacuation Route” made us think about what people in this area live with! There were more red flowers carpeting the land, and more trees all snapped off in the same direction, and suddenly we realized that the whole area had probably been devastated by a Hurricane Hugo in 1989. For about sixteen kilometers (9.9 miles) before Charleston there were many basket weavers along the side of the road, weaving and selling their wares. Just after 1 o’clock we made a detour to see a 1671 Plantation, but it was closed due to filming of “Queen”. The drive into the plantation was beautiful. Signs of "disaster" were still apparent as we returned to the highway and approached Charleston.
Passing the interchange for I-526, the ring route around Charleston, we continued on US-17 and were soon approaching the twin memorial bridges, the Grace Memorial going south and the Silas N Pearman Bridge for northbound traffic, over the Cooper River. Minutes later we crossed the Ashley River Memorial Bridge over the Ashley River. It was very tempting to stop and explore this famous city, but we made the decision not to stop, because Florida was our destination and we still had a long way to go!
By 1:30 we were out of the city, and the trees were still showing signs of devastation. Finally we read a sign:- Hurricane Hugo in 1989, $5-7 million damage. From Charleston we gradually worked our way over to I-95. We crossed a couple of creeks with extensive marshlands, stopped at a Rest Area and I took over driving for a while; marshlands continued. We crossed the Combahee River, then at the junction with US-21 we turned south. We saw a lot of white herons as we crossed the Whale Branch River onto Port Royal Island.
Next we turned onto SC-280 very briefly, then SC-170. There were treed hillocks in the marshlands, ferns along the road and palms among the trees. The road took us off Port Royal Island over Broad River with Port Royal Sound and Hilton Head at its mouth. At the junction with US-278 we turned to the right towards the interstate. US-278 to the left goes to Hilton Head Island. We took a 12 minute break (Coke - $0.48) and Stu resumed driving. He commented, “Not much variation in this whole countryside!” At 3:30 we joined I-95 and eight minutes later we came to the Savannah River.
Crossing this river we also crossed the Georgia State Line. Moss was hanging on the trees, and we saw a turtle was on the road. We crossed another broad river, the Ogeechee River, another broad river. The Interstate is the only road, close to the Atlantic, through Georgia, crossing vast areas of swamp and many rivers just before their deltas or as they empty into numerous sounds - Elbow Swamp, Jericho River, North Newport River, and South Newport River. The coast line is dotted with many islands. It was a good section of road on which to make some time! Stu remarked about the change in signs when approaching bridges; they now read, "Bridge may ice" whereas previously they said, "Bridge freezes first". We also noticed what looked like baby armadillos (dead - roadkill) on the side of the road.
In the distance of 6 miles we crossed Cathead River, Darien River, Butler River, Champing River and Altamaha River, all emptying into Altamaha Sound. Oleanders were in flower down the median. We continued to cross numerous waterways - Gibson Creek and Turtle River, South Brunswick River, Little Satilla River, White Oak Creek (a pretty big creek!!), Satilla River and Crooked River. Crossing St. Mary's River, with an osprey hovering above, we entered Florida at 5:20. We were in Georgia for 1 hour 40 minutes and covered 180 km. (111.8 miles). The landscape was pine forests and swamps alternating.
Withing ten minutes into Florida we left I-95 for I-295, a ring route around Jacksonville. In the distance we could see what looked to be great white sails, but drawing closer we discovered it was the cable-stayed Dames Point Bridge over the Saint John River - the longest new cable stay bridge in the U.S. The roadway is concrete, 3 feet thick, and the aviation beacon is 472 feet above the water.

The Dames Point Bridge

The Dames Point Bridge, also known as the Napoleon Bonaparte Broward Bridge, is part of the future I-295 ring route Interstate highway that will eventually circle Jacksonville. This bridge is one of the larger cable stay bridges in the US, and it features a harp-style cable arrangement for strength. The harp style has two sets of cables in parallel. These cables total a length of over 21 miles.


We left the Expressway at Monument Road, turned east on Atlantic Boulevard (FL-10) and crossed bridges over San Pablo and Tolomato Rivers, which also serve as the US Army built Intracoastal Waterway. At Atlantic Beach we turned south on FL-A1A, a scenic route following the coastline. The palm trees made the landscape appear more like what I imagined Florida would be! like what you imagined Florida would be! We stopped at a Publix Supermarket to buy some groceries ($8.64). After that it appeared as if we were driving through a jungle! The road went through Guana River State Park. We thought it would be lovely to rent a place on the beachfront at South Ponte Vedra Beach!!
At Vilano Beach the road turned west over thr Tolomato River and into St. Augustine, a lovely city with gorgeous houses under trees and an old fort, the Castillo de San Marcos National Monument. We would have loved to do some exploring here. We turned east over the Bridge of Lions, decorated with Columbus banners, leading onto Anastasia Boulevard. This bridge crossed the Matanzas River (Intracoastal Waterway).
It was time to call it a day and we stopped at the Seaway Motel in St. Augustine Beach to enquire about accommodation ($34.88). The manager's first question was what part of Canada we were from!! He had noticed that we had driven in with our headlights on - only Canadians drive with their lights on!! After unloading the car we went to a nearby restaurant where we enjoyed an open-air counter meal, sitting on high stools looking out to the beach. It had been a long, but most interesting day, so by 9 o’clock when we returned to the motel, we were ready to sleep.

miles km
Distance for the day 545.1 877.2
Stu 486.3 782.6
Self 58.8 94.6
TRIP TOTAL 1,960.6 3,155.3
Stu 1,756.3 2.826.5
Self 204.3 328.8

Day 7 - Friday April 24 - St. Augustine to Lauderdale-By-The-Sea, FL



We left Seaway Motel in St. Augustine Beach by 7:10 on a beautiful day. We had set the alarm but it did not go off, so we missed seeing the sunrise over the ocean! We crossed a bridge onto another island or spit of land between the Atlantic Ocean and the Intracoastal Waterway. It was very lush. and with lots of palms, very pleasant and much nicer than taking the Interstate. The road went through Washington Oaks Gardens State Park and the trees were now quite high and very dense. We rued the fact that we did not stop at the lovely open-air fruit and vegetable market in Flagler Beach, where we saw our first Eastern Brown Pelicans as they flew overhead. We left the coast here to see some sugar mill ruins at Bulow Sugar Plantation.
The Bulow Plantation Ruins turned out to be a State Park and we were there before opening time! We drove down the long driveway, live oaks on each side, before discovering that the park was closed. We decided not to wait, but were so impressed with the drive into the plantation we planned to return when we were on our way north again. As we were leaving a deer ran across the road in front of us. From here we drove south on CR-4011, Old Dixie Hwy, under a canopy of trees, crossed marshlands, then back into a canopy of trees, moss hanging from them, palms and vines before entering a beautiful residential area.
We turned left at Granada Boulevard and onto a high bridge over the Intracoastal Waterway to return to Rte. A1A, the coastal highway, a few miles north of Daytona Beach, a very built-up area. We would be crossing the Intracoastal Waterway many times before reaching Lauderdale-By-The-Sea. We stopped for gas ($1.079/gal), and ten minutes later A1A turned away from the beach; at this point County Road 4075 continues on to Ponce Inlet, but is a dead end. A1A crossed the Port Orange Bridge, and turned south again at the junction with US-1.
1992_04_24c.jpg Oak Hill, about 80 km. (49.7 miles) south of Daytona Beach, we turned off onto the Kennedy Parkway, which took us onto Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge, a wonderful sanctuary for wildlife.


There were orange groves in the area and we saw raccoons, lots of eagles and even an eagle’s nest. The Kennedy Parkway continues south to the John F. Kennedy Space Center and is closed to the public. There was a disused guard gate and a sign about entry into the area, but we decided to follow the map and go ahead anyway! The next sign read "Hazardous Road -Travel at own risk" - we didn't want to turn back at this point, so pushed on. The road was in very poor condition for a short distance with many potholes - obviously not kept in good repair and probably few people travel this route! However, we took it slowly, and on reaching CR-402, the road was much better.

We crossed a long bridge into Titusville where we rejoined US-1 and again turned south. We drove out FL-405, the Nasa Causeway West and the Nasa Parkway to the JFK Space Center. We made a brief stop near the Visitor Information Center for the John F. Kennedy Space Center, but, unfortunately, we felt that we did not have the time to visit the museum. We were able to view some of the rockets in an outdoor area. From near the Space Center we turned south on the Kennedy Parkway, actually the continuation of the road we had first turned onto soon after Oak Hill. Left the John F. Kennedy Space Center Area: drove through orange and grapefruit groves - still seeing squished armadillos!


Through the swampy areas in Georgia we saw a number of dead armadillos by the roadside.

All the way down the coast we saw many birds of prey.

At Bulow, a deer ran across the road in front of us.

An eagle’s nest with birds in residence.

We had already seen a turtle on the road, large white herons, and near Flagler the first Eastern Brown Pelicans.

At the junction with FL-528 we turned east, crossed the second section of the Bennett Causeway over the Banana River (the first section crosses the Intracoastal Waterway) and went into Cape Canaveral. Here we went to Jetty Park ($1.00 entry to park; 80¢ for coffee) on the south side of the entrance to Port Canaveral where a cruise ship was tied up. The area to the north of the entrance was part of the restricted area of the Space Center. We had a meal stop here and I enjoyed seeing close up a number of pelicans. I thought the Eastern Brown Pelicans seemed to be slightly smaller than the ones I was used to in Australia.

1992_04_24d.jpg We were 224 km. (139.2 miles) from Augustine Beach at 11:25 and we were on our way again, continuing south on A1A. What a wonderfully interesting drive! We passed the Patrick Air Force Base, which is also a Missile Test Base, in Indialantic we again we had to turn away from the coast because the road is not continuous along the narrow islands. We turned ontoUS-192 and the start of the double bridge into Melbourne and the junction with US-1. The pelicans flying overhead were close enough to see the movement on their wing tips. It was a lovely strip along the inner waterway with wonderful views both before and after Barefoot Bay - islands, palms. We passed an Ocean Spray plant and cranberries came to mind, although this plant probably produces other juices! At Vero Beach there were Citrus Packers, and, two minutes later, another citrus plant, then we found ourselves driving through sand dunes.

At Fort Pierce, where FL-A1A again left US-1, crossing Indian River and the Intracoastal Waterway, and a few minutes after turning south we stopped at a beach where oleanders were in flower - the tide was in. At this point it was only a narrow strip of land between the beach and the inland waterway. There seemed to be a lot more natural areas in Florida than we had seen along other parts of the coast, for instance, when we were driving along the New jersey coast we would not have been surprised if the entire coastline had been built up!
We thoroughly enjoyed our drive to Lauderdale-By-The-Sea with so much to see along the way - St. Lucie nuclear power station; Hutchinson Island, a very beautiful area with lovely buildings and glorious gardens along the foreshore, and attractive fence interspersed with oleanders and other plants; causeway west over the St. Lucie River; south on US-1 at Palm City; saw the first Jacaranda tree in flower; high sand dunes, with lots of vegetation around Hobe Sound; a cluster of large Norfolk pines.

Before reaching Juno, there were some very beautiful resort areas with a lot of Spanish architecture and tiled roofs. There were cruise ships in the Port of Palm Beach, a poorer looking area! Then turning onto A1A again I thought that Palm Beach looked like Hawaii with an avenue of palms, coconut palms and a hotel like the Royal Hawaiian!


There were expensive villas and gorgeous mansions overlooking the sea, magnificent gardens and big pleasure boats - a ritzy, ritzy area! After a bit the road turned away from the sea and houses, some with hedges, some with walls, lined both sides of the road; there was lots of flowering bougainvillaea and hibiscus; large trees looked like Australian sheoaks!

We continued to enjoy the drive as we passed a golf course and magnificent gardens; big boats moored all along the Waterway. Then the road returned to the ocean side, with house to our right - beach shacks with tiled roofs! At Boynton Inlet we crossed a single-lane bridge whilst work being done on bridge; arch of trees, maybe tamarisk; a post and rail fence and red and purple bougainvillaea; Atlantic Avenue, Delray Beach was a little less luxurious (but not much) - just along the public beach; canals with lots of boats and houses as well as high-rise buildings and after Linton Avenue a thick "jungle" where there were no buildings; another golf course and a drawbridge over Hillsborough Inlet.

What a beautiful drive on a glorious warm day! We left A1A and finally we arrived at Franks’s Uncle Herb’s place at 4:30. We sat, talked and enjoyed a beer for about an hour before being taken over to Frank’s Florida house, which was to be our headquarters for the next few days. After unpacking the car, we went out to find a book store (Walden Books in a local shopping center), then went to “The Olive Garden” for dinner ($28.00). We were back the house by 9:15 and ready for a good night’s sleep!

miles km
Distance for the day 321.6 517.5
Stu 309.1 497.4
Self 12.5 20.1
TRIP TOTAL 2,282.2 3,672.8
Stu 2,065.4 3,323.9
Self 216.8 348.9

Day 8 - Saturday April 25 - Lauderdale-By-The-Sea

1992_04_25.jpg We really enjoyed a lazy morning after all the days of traveling we had done! We had seen so much and we had taken in such a variety of coastal landscapes. Early in the afternoon we went to the Thunderbird Flea Market, where we spent a couple of hours wandering through all the tents. It cost us $1.50 to enter the huge parking grounds of the Market, the likes of which I had never seen before. We bought a belt ($9.00), a bracelet of Australian coins ($14.00) and sunglasses ($5.00). Before returning home we went to the Publix Supermarket where we bought grocery supplies for the next few days.

Later in the day I drove to the Fisherman’s Pier, going via Commercial Street. The drawbridge went up just ahead of me and came down three minutes later. I found a place to park and went for a walk along the beach.
Having rested up for a day we decided we should do our two long day trips over the next two days, so we could have another rest day before heading north for the long trek home. We both wanted to see the Everglades and to go to Key West.

miles km
Distance for the day 24.9 40.1
Stu 19.0 30.6
Self 5.9 9.5
Distance whilst in Ft Lauderdale and environs 24.9 40.1
TRIP TOTAL 2,307.9 3,712.9
Stu 2,084.4 3,354.5
Self 222.7 358.4

Day 9 - Sunday April 26 - Everglades

1992_04_26a.jpg No alarm to get us up this morning! Left when we were ready - 9:30, and the first thing I noticed were the frangipane trees in flower. We took Commercial Street to Fisherman’s Pier, then headed south on our favorite route, FL-A1A, where mature trees were growing along the median strip, and soon after entering Fort Lauderdale the road followed right along the beach front. We crossed the Intracoastal Waterway where huge luxury yachts lined the banks, and turned back to the beach at Dania, noticing that the Jai Alai Palace on Dania Beach Boulevard was closed for the season! Traveling south again we could see mangrove swamps on the west side of the Waterway.

En route we drove through Hollywood, where Stu stayed last year when he and his friends from university had driven down to Florida, Bal Harbor, and on into Historic Miami Beach. Some parts were quite garish and in other parts there were old boarded up buildings. Miami Beach is located on a barrier island between Biscayne Bay and the Atlantic, and at the bottom tip of this island we took a causeway west across Biscayne Bay where we noticed the mansions along the Waterway. In Port of Miami we again saw beautiful cruise ships awaiting departure, whilst in the middle of the road there was a beggar in a wheelchair!! The Metrorail train and station were elevated in Downtown Miami. FL-A1A ends in Miami at US-1, which continues along the Florida Keys all the way to Key West. After stopping for gas ($1.059/gal), we remarked about two interesting billboards we noticed along US-1, “Bud Light-Brew Haul” and “If you’re under 21 it’s not Miller time yet”.

It was noon when we reached Florida City and turned off US-1 on FL-9336. It was extremely flat around Florida City with hundreds of acres of market gardens with squash and fields of tomatoes. We also saw banana palms with green bananas on them. Fifteen minutes later we were driving into Everglades National Park (entry fee $5.00) and spent almost an hour at the Visitor Information Center. First we watched a film about The Everglades, then had our lunch at a nearby picnic table where a chorus of ravens, perched on the adjacent picnic table, entertained us!

1992_04_26b.jpg Heading into the park we detoured to see most of the points of interest along the way.

Royal Palm ( ¾ hour) - The trees around the parking lot were covered with air plants, which are not a parasite, large and small and many in flower. The whole area is beautifully set up to allow visitors to view the wildlife without disturbing them. We saw great white herons, alligators, one hiding in the sawgrass, turtles and anhinga or water turkey.

Taylor Slough - an elevated boardwalk which allows good viewing of wildlife (turtle, alligator).

Pinelands - a 15 minute walk through the slash pine forest and scrub palmetto palms.

Rocky Reef Pass , elevation 3 feet - this is where a 3 foot high harder limestone ridge rises out of the otherwise flat landscape (porous limestone underlies the entire park).

Dwarf Cypress - the dwarf size trees, which lose their leaves in winter, are the same age as their larger counterparts and may be 100 years old.

Pa-hay-okee (10 minutes) Overlook Trail leads to an observation tower from which visitors get a good view of part of the vast "river of grass". The tree islands, or hardwood hammocks, no more than about 2 feet high, make a big difference in the vegetation from the various grasses - muhly, Everglades beardgrass, and arrowhead to name a few (sawgrass also grows here, but is a sedge, not a true grass).


 The Pa-hay-okee Overlook Trail (less than 400 meters/0.25 mile) leads to an observation tower offering a view of part of the vast “river of grass” - the true glades that gave the park its name. Muhly grass, Everglades beardgrass, arrowhead, and many other grasses that grow in the glades are found here. Sawgrass, which is not a true grass, but a sedge, grows here, too.


Mahogany Hammock (20 minutes) - (From the carpark) a boardwalk to the hammock crosses a bed of “ooze” which acts like a moat around the tree island, and enters the hammock under a canopy of paurotis palms, mahogany trees and ferns growing on jungle-like trees. Here we saw the largest living specimen of mahogany tree in the US. Most of the mahogany trees were toppled like matchsticks by Hurricane Donna in 1960. The area had not been logged for wood as there were no roads in the Everglades until 1959.

 Mahogany Hammock

 The Mahogany Hammock Trail (less than 800 meters/0.5 miles) enters the cooler, damp environment of dark, jungle-like hardwood hammock, Rare paurotis palms and massive mahogany trees (including the larges living specimen in the United States) thrive, Colorful Liguus trees snails, tiny and jewel-like, and delicate webs of golden orb weaver spiders are suspended overhead from tree branches. At night, barred owls awaken to hunt.



Leaving Mahogany Hammock we entered a mangrove area - red mangrove and brackish water mark where the glades meet the sea. We did not stop at Paurotis Pond, nor at Nine Mile Pond.

West Lake - four types of mangroves grow in this area, where the southward-creeping glades meet saltwater. The above-ground root systems help anchor Florida's hurricane-ravaged coastline.

Eco Pond - a destination for bird watchers from all over the world, where we saw great white herons and hundreds of birds roosting in the trees.

Snake Bight Trail - 1.6 miles (2.6 km) one way. "Bight" is actually a bay (Snake Bight) within a arger bay (Florida Bay). We decided not to stop here.

We reached Flamingo, the end of the road, 80 km (49.7 miles) from the park entrance at 4:15. We walked across the park to the beach and looking across the water which was an incredibly beautiful color, we could see a number of the islands, all part of the Florida Keys, keys being taken from the Spanish word “cayos” meaning “small isles”. However, we did not like the mosquitoes - we were eaten alive - and left within ½ hour. We stopped again at Royal Palm, spending ¾ of an hour there before heading home.

On arriving back at Florida City we decided to take the Florida Turnpike, toll $0.50, and another toll of $0.25 as we left the turnpike on FL-94 to go to FL-826. Just before exiting onto I-95 there was a dog on the expressway - it was hit and howling, and cars braked and swerved. Fortunately no accidents occurred, but it was a horrible experience! It was just on eight o’clock when we arrived “home” after a truly lovely and most interesting day.

miles km
Distance for the day 250.7 403.5
Stu 250.7 403.5
Self 0.0 0.0
Distance whilst in Ft Lauderdale and environs 275.6 443.6
TRIP TOTAL 2,557.8 4,116.3
Stu 2,335.1 3,757.9
Self 222.7 358.4

Day 10 - Monday April 27 - Florida Keys and Key West


Leaving a little earlier than yesterday we were passing through Florida City by 10:40. We bought gas ($1.029/gal) and thinking that since we had such a long trip in front of us we should get a few miles under our belt and join I-95 at the outset. Later we transferred to FL-826, also an expressway, and we just could not imagine how the engineers ever sorted out this interchange - impossible to describe!! (next map) Shortly before this we had seen our first Tri-rail ("Go train"). We passed the exit for US-41, the Tamiami Trail, which passes the northern end of Everglades National Park, goes through Big Cypress National Preserve and on to Naples on the Gulf of Mexico.

FL-826 end at the junction with US-1 - TODAY WE WOULD REACH MILE 0 OF US-1, and we planned to really enjoyed the drive. We passed the turn off for FL-9336 in Florida City. (Yesterday we took 2½ hours and drove 112.6 km to reach this point; today it was almost the same
1992_04_27b.jpg distance - 104.2 km - but it only took us 1½ hours via the freeway!) South of Florida city two-way traffic began, a very flat, long and straight stretch of road. An interesting sign read:


We saw big black eagles flying overhead, lots of nests balanced atop telegraph poles, tree islands, and areas of small mangroves. We crossed a drawbridge over the Intracoastal Waterway to first key, and another bridge over Surprise Lake. We were on Key Largo by 11:05. Key Largo is the longest of the Florida Keys and is linked to the mainland by the first of 42 bridges along the Overseas Highway, the 181.9 km (113 mile) section of US-1 between the Florida mainland and Key West.

 In late July of 1715 a hurricane surprised a group of Spanish ships off the coast of Central Florida, This disaster was probably the greatest to befall any of the Spanish Treasure fleets.


1.Key Largo, itself a graveyard of ships, has claimed two entire fleets. In 1715, eight galleons with treasure went down in a hurricane. In 1733 seventeen ships went down in a hurricane. So far $350,000 in gold and precious stones have been recovered leaving another $10,000,000 undiscovered.

2.Tavernier & Plantation Keys, in1622 the Nuestra Senora De Atocha, in 1715 the Los Tres Puentos, the Carmen and the San Jose. All carrying treasures unlimited.

3.Islamorada, Upper Matecumbe Key, in 1605 the Nuestra Del Rosario on Alligator Reef, in 1622 the Santa Margarita, in 1733 the Gallo, and the Indiana. In 1822 the Reef got its name from the USS Alligator that went down 5 miles off shore from Islamorada.

4.Marathon, Pidgeon Key, Grassy Key and Key Vaco, in1788 a Spanish galleon with $4,000,000 in silvrt bars. 1910 the Louisianne.

5.Key West, the Santa Rosa with $30,000,000 in early 1700's.


It took 3¼ hours to reach Key West from Key Largo. Soon after passing the entrance to John Pennekamp Coral Reef State Park we stopped at a Publix Supermarket, a very impressive store with a great selection (supplies - $9.73). It took us 2½ hours from here to Key West because we did stop at various points along the way so I could take some pictures of some of the homes and various bridges including old ones, no longer in use. We kept remarking about the beautiful color of the water. The following is a brief summary of our drive:

171.7 11:53 Windley Key.
174.3 11:55 Upper Matecumbe Key.
184.5 12:03 Lower Matecumbe Key - beautiful small and large houses, many on stilts.

12:09-12:11 Channel Two - stopped for picture of the first long bridge from Lower Matecumbe to Craig Key. The next bridge took us over Channel Five.
12:16 Fiesta Key, where there is a KOA Kamp, also Long Key.
12:25 On our way again after a five minute stop for a picture just before leaving Long Key.
12:28 Conch Key - remarked that we kept seeing antique cars!
211.0 12:30 Duck Key - actually there was a bridge to Duck Key from the causeway.
12:38 Picture on Duck Key.
215.4 12:41 Back on the main road, still remarking about the incredible color of the water.
12:42 Grassy Key.
227.8 12:50 Marathon on Key Vaca.
12:58& Knight's Key.
237.9 12:59 Start of the Seven Mile Bridge.
248.7 1:07 Little Duck Key, and a minute later Missouri Key.
1:09 Ohio Key - swampy with mangroves, and also Bahia Honda Key. We stopped at Bahia Honda State Park, but decided the entrance fee was too much, since we only wanted a quick look and leave! Leaving Bahia Honda Key there were old and new bridges.
1:15 West Summerland Key, where an interesting sign caught our eye:
"Don't teach your trash to swim"
1:17 Big Pine Key, home to the Key Deer, an endangered species - sign at the side of the road:
"Key Deer - Deer kills this year - 11"
263.4 1:20 - 1:25 Visitor Center.
1:29 Little Torch Key, followed by Middle Torch Key, and Ramrod Key.
1:31 Big bridge!
1:33 Summerland Key.

Cudjoe Key. The area was much more developed than I had anticipated - all resorts and the necessary or accompanying services.
1:40 - 1:43 Sugarloaf Key, Pork Key and Lower Sugarloaf Key.
1:44 - 1:46 Saddlebunch Keys - Channels Saddlebunch numbered 1 through 5 - mangrove islets.
1:50-1:53 Shark Key, Big Coppitt Key, East Rockland Key and Rockland Key.
1:56 Boca Chica Channel.
1:58 Stock Island.
306.2 2:00 Arrive Key West. (We were in Key West for over 2 hours and did 14.9 km.)
Key WestThe end of the continent - the end of the line. This is the place to be if you’re an artist, a writer, a crook, an entrepreneur or a political dissident. If you’re not any of the above, don’t worry - most of the visitors in Key West aren’t either.

Upon leaving the Information Center we first drove to "MILE 0", a special goal for this trip. After this we found a park at Memorial Beach where we had our picnic lunch - we were feeling pretty hungry by this time! I was able to confirm that some of the trees I had seen were indeed the same or very similar to the Australian Sheoaks (Casuarina). We also stopped at the marker for the most southern point of Continental U.S.A., a point from which it is only 90 miles to Cuba. We walked around the old, historic part of Key West, past Audubon House, built in 1830, the Ernest Hemingway home, 1851, a Spanish colonial-type mansion, and the 1847 Key West lighthouse. The number of different colors of bougainvillaea was unbelievable. There were obviously many tourists and most seemed to have rented mopeds, pink ones - hundreds of them everywhere.



 Did you know?...

 The so-called Atlantic side of the Keys is really the Straits of Florida. The so-called Gulf side is really Florida Bay.

 There are 42 bridges to Key West.

 Key West has no native sand of it own. It must purchase sand from the Bahamas and other locations.

 Mile marker along the overseas highway indicate distance from Key West and are used as addresses.

 Key West was a union strong point in the Civil War. It was the only place in the South that you had to go north the fight for the South.

 The hard wood of the Silver-barked Lignum Vitae tree, found in the Keys, is used to manufacture bowling balls.

 Historical Attractions. History buffs are constantly entertained in Key West. Nearly every house in the “old town” section has some interesting bit of history attached to it. In addition, there is an abundance of history - related attractions - the Audubon House at 205 Whitehead St.; the famous lighthouse at 937 Duval St. (Key West’s oldest home, built around 1829); and Curry Mansion at 511 Caroline St. to name only a few on a long list.

 The little booklet “See Florida Keys” opens with
“Welcome to the beautiful Florida Keys” - small islands of coral and limestone perched precariously in the endless aquamarine of the Straits of Florida and Florida Bay .... Don’t Rush. Many tourist conduct their journey down US-1 to Key West as if the law were in pursuit. Take a relaxed approach if you really want to absorb the flavor of the islands .....”


We had no choice as time was our enemy. We really would have liked to be able to stay longer, but had to return to Lauderdale-By-The-Sea! Besides, accommodation here is very expensive and understandably so.

321.1 4:20 Leave Key West
378.7 5:16-5:20 Stopped for photos of old bridge from Bahia Honda.
386.5 5:25-5:32 Little Duck Key - picture, approaching the longest bridge.
6:18 Norfolk pines and coconut palms with lots of coconuts to each palm.
527.0 7:20 Start of the Florida Turnpike - toll $0.50.
556.0 7:39 $0.25 toll as we leave Turnpike on FL-874. Soon after that we joined FL-826 north.
8:06 Turning for I-95 north
631.1 8:27 Off I-95
634.9 8:32 "Home".
642.9 End of the day after driving to the Pier. It had indeed been a wonderful day.

miles km
Distance for the day 399.5 642.9
Stu 392.2 631.2
Self 7.3 11.7
Distance whilst in Ft Lauderdale and environs 675.1 1,086.4
TRIP TOTAL 2,957.2 4,759.3
Stu 2,727.3 4,389.1
Self 230.0 370.1

Day 11 - Tuesday April 28 - Lauderdale


This was to be a day for relaxation before the long trek north! We went shopping for souvenirs (got flamingo for Anna), groceries and Stu’s haircut.
By mid-afternoon I decided to visit The Flamingo Gardens because I still wanted to see some real flamingos. I bought gas ($1.029/gal) and set off. The Flamingo Gardens (entrance $3.00) is a very beautiful place and I could not do it justice in such a brief visit, but I did see some flamingos.

 The Flamingo Gardens HISTORY

 Beginning in 1927 Floyd and Jane Wray established citrus groves on the site which is presently Flamingo Gardens. At the same time, the Wrays began to plant many trees which have become one basis of our arboretum which now boasts some of the largest specimen tropical trees in the continental USA,

 After her husband’s death, Jane created a foundation to honor Floyd L. Wray. The foundation supports the development of a botanical garden at Flamingo Gardens making a place to edify the mind and refresh the soul. Flamingo Gardens. Is striving to follow the spirit set b the Wrays through it’s development, programs and displays.

 In 1985, a membership program was initiated to enable the community to participate and support, in a real way, the heritage and nurturing of this rare legacy.


On the way back I drove around the port area and downtown Fort Lauderdale, looking at the lovely homes on the canals. The big yachts indicate much money. Parking the car near the canal I went for a walk before returning “home.”
After dinner we packed and organized our things so we could make an early start next morning.

miles km
Distance for the day 63.8 102.6
Stu 11.9 19.1
Self 51.9 83.5
Distance whilst in Ft Lauderdale and environs 738.8 1,189.0
TRIP TOTAL 3,021.0 4,861.8
Stu 2,739.1 4,408.2
Self 281.8 453.6

Day 12 - Wednesday April 29 - Lauderdale-By-The-Sea, FL to Emporia, VA

We left Frank's house for the return trip at 7:12 and within 7 minutes were on I-95, which passes many citrus groves, some with very young trees. 245 km (152.2 miles) along the way surveyors were at work, and, according to Stu, were using "archaic leveling rods". We passed the turnoff for Orlando (Toll road Fl-528) - lots of very tall service signs and billboards. This was one thing Stu had noticed on his previous trip to Florida and one of the things he didn’t like about the US.

Shortly after the junction of US-1, just north of Daytona Beach, the traffic came to a halt. We heard that there had been a bad accident ahead. Four kilometers (2.5 miles) and 34 minutes later we, along with all the rest of the traffic, were syphoned off I-95. Strange! As it turned out this was the very exit we wanted in order to visit the Bulow Plantation Ruins. A long driveway led into the ruins, where we spent 20 minutes.

Bulow Ruins, (note below the map) represents a very interesting piece of history, dating back to the early 1800's. About the end of January, 1836, the Seminole Indians burned the thriving plantation, and today's ruins are all that remain of the sugar mill, wells, and crumbling foundation of the mansion. The cleared fields have been reclaimed by the forest, and the area looks much as it did when it belonged to the Seminoles. On resuming our journey we changed drivers.

We were back on I-95 by 12:20, 409 km (254.1 miles) from our starting point. We stopped for gas near St. Augustine and noticed that more or less there were no palms to be seen and pine forests were becoming more prevalent. Crossing the Georgia State Line we pulled into a Rest Area for ½ an hour and had our lunch. From here Stu resumed driving. About half an hour later the smell in the area reminded us of Thurso in Quebec, where there is a paper mill !! We also wondered if the grass in the swamp was sawgrass!

A few minutes later we ran into another slow down, so decided on our own detour. We exited at GA-99, which took us to US-17 north and over Altamaha Sound (old chimney, lots of big white birds, beautiful old house). We crossed another bridge onto General's Island, and into historic Darien, established 1736, where there were a lot of fishing boats, and great clumps of moss dangling from the trees.

 BULOW PLANTATION RUINS state historic site

 The early 1800s marked a turbulent era in Florida's history as settlers began to establishing plantations on lands that the Seminole Indians believed to be theirs.

 In 1821, Maj. Charles Wilhelm Bulow acquired 4,675 acres of wilderness bordering a tidal creek that would bear his name. Using slave labor, he cleared 2,200 acres and planted sugar cane, cotton, rice and indigo. Soon after the plantation was established and in production, Bulow died at age 44, leaving his holdings to his only son, John. Under John's skilled management, production increased and the plantation prospered until the outbreak of the Second Seminole War.

 At the end of 1831, John James Audubon visited Bulowville while on a collecting and painting trip through Florida. He spoke of Bulow as a rich planter at whose plantation he received most hospitable treatment.

 Young John Bulow, like some other settlers in the area, did not agree with the U.S. government's intentions to send the Seminoles to reservations west of the Mississippi River. He demonstrated his disapproval by ordering a four-pound cannon to be fired at Maj. Putnam’s command of State Militia, the “Mosquito Roarers,” as they entered his property. Troops swarmed onto the plantation, taking Bulow prisoner. After a brief, unsuccessful campaign against the Indians and with most of the troops ill with dysentery and yellow fever, Putnam’s command relocated to St. Augustine. Realizing that the Indians were becoming more hostile, young Bulow, along with other settlers and their slaves, abandoned his plantation and followed the troops northward.

 Around Jan. 31, 1836, the Seminoles burned “Bulowville” along with other plantations in the area. John Bulow, discouraged by the destruction, went to Paris, where he died three months later at the age of 26.

 All that is left today of this once thriving plantation are the coquina ruins of the sugar mill, several wells, a spring house and the crumbing foundation of the mansion. The cleared fields have been reclaimed by the forest, and the area looks much as it did when it belonged to the Seminoles.


Soon after returning to I-95 we crossed the Jericho River. The road was either raised above "sawgrass" swamps or lined with a "hedge" of tall pines, mixed with maples well back from the road. Half an hour later we entered South Carolina and were back to the signs "Bridge ices before road", whereas in Georgia they read "Bridge may ice before road." Also we noticed that the reflectors in the center of the road were depressed in the road so they wouldn’t be torn up by snow ploughs! We passed an accident and there was a guy out waving a white cloth for people to get into the right hand lane. Red clover was flowering along the roadside. At the junction with I-26, southeast to Charleston and northwest to Columbia, State Capital of South Carolina, we continued north on I-95.
At 6 o’clock we stopped for a 10 minute coffee break at Santee Rest Area on the shore of Lake Marion, created by the Santee Dam built across the Santee River. We crossed the Santee River nearer the coast on our way south (extensive marshlands where the road had been elevated across the Santee Delta. It was time to change drivers again. We also noticed the regeneration of leaves on trees along I-95.
At 7:12, 4 km past the junction of I-95 and I-20, we had been on the road for 12 hours and had done 1007.6 km (626.1 miles) ... quote from Stu “I’m liking the drive very much.” This was near Florence and there were lots of green trees. At 7:45 we crossed North Carolina border (1064.5 km - 661.4 miles) and stopped in Roanoke (10:41-10:49) to look for accommodation but there were no vacancies! However Days Inn called ahead and made a booking for us in Emporia. It was 11:00 when we crossed the Virginia State Line (1355.0 km - 842.0 miles) and were now in our fifth state for the day!
We arrived at the motel ($43.36) in Emporia at 11:11. I had never seen any security like it before and thought it rather scary - we had to talk to the girl in the office through iron bars - she was well caged in! It had been 16 hours since we had left Lauderdale-By-The-Sea and we crashed for the night, or what remained of it!!

miles km
Distance for the day 853.3 1,373.3
Stu 478.6 770.3
Self 374.7 603.0
Distance for return trip 853.3 1,373.3
TRIP TOTAL 3,874.3 6,235.1
Stu 3,217.8 5,178.5
Self 856.5 1,056.6

Day 13 - Thursday April 30 - Emporia, VA to Morristown, NJ



Today I discovered why Stu was so eager to push for the Virginia border yesterday. He knew I didn’t want to be too late arriving at our friends in Morristown, NJ and he wanted to make a detour. He wanted to drive through Washington, DC.
After a good night’s sleep and breakfast at the motel we got on our way by 7:45. I-95 became the Richmond Petersburg Turnpike at the junction with I-85 in Petersburg - a $0.50 toll. The leaves on the trees were new and we saw dogwoods in flower. The countryside, "The gentle rolling hills of Virginia", was quite lovely. We paid another $0.50 toll just before crossing the James River where we could see container ships docked. We passed a Phillip Morris “Smoke” factory as we drove into Richmond, Virginia’s State Capital. Another $0.50 toll.
By 9:12 we commented that it was definitely less leafy the further north we went. We realized that I-95 had become three-lanes - we weren't sure when it started, but maybe after Richmond!! We were seeing some farming and a great variety of greens in the trees as well as blossom. The road crossed a very big valley, that of the Rappahannock River. We took a 12 minute break at a Rest Area and from there, as we approached the Occoquan River, the landscape became quite hilly. The volume of traffic was increasing steadily and because of a lot of construction, it stopped then moved forward slowly.
At 10:33 we crossed over to I-395, the Shirley Memorial Highway, and three minutes later we turned onto VA-27, Washington Boulevard, and thence to the Arlington Memorial Bridge over the Potomac River.

1992_04_30c.jpg As we drove across the bridge into Washington, the Lincoln Memorial was directly in front of us. I realized that Stu was reminiscing his previous visit when he traveled from Australia in 1981 to spend six weeks here with a family friend.

We drove past the Washington Monument and up The Mall to the US Capitol. It was just beautiful - wonderful buildings, gorgeous flowers, and there was still some blossom to be seen (a good time of the year to visit.) I would love to have had time to walk around, but it was just too brief a visit tp whet the appetite, so will have to return someday! From the U.S. Capitol we made our way along Independence Avenue to Pennsylvania Avenue, over the Annacostia River via the John Phillip Sousa Memorial Bridge to I-295.

1992_04_30d.jpg We took I-295 out of Washington, the Baltimore-Washington Parkway, and at 11:10 crossed the Maryland State Line, where I-295 became MD-295. Leaving the District of Columbia, we entered Maryland, I-95 becoming a state route MD-295. Soon afterwards it crossed US-50, the start of which we had seen at Ocean City, MD, earlier in our trip. NO TRUCKS are allowed on MD-295, now called the Gladys Spellman Parkway, formerly the Baltimore Washington Parkway. We crossed a number of bridges, but they were not just bridges, but rather works of art with lovely new stonework (Stu - "I love all this stonework").

We switched drivers 20 minutes before entering Baltimore. Somehow we changed over from MD-295 to I-895 and drove through a 1½ mile tunnel (toll $1.00), The Harbor Tunnel Throughway, under the Patapsco River and Baltimore Harbor. After this we rejoined I-95, now the John F. Kennedy Memorial Highway. Ten minutes after a half hour lunch stop we crossed a toll bridge ($2.00) across the very deep valley, through which the Susquehanna River runs just before it flows into the head of Chesapeake Bay.

At 1:18 we crossed the Delaware State Line and 15 minutes later were in Wilmington, after which I-95 runs parallel with the Delaware River (but not in sight). We were in Delaware for 27 minutes before crossing the Pennsylvania State Line and 15 minutes later were entering Philadelphia. Another 40 minutes and we were crossing the Delaware River and the New Jersey State Line - out fifth state for the day, plus District of Columbia.

We left I-95 for US-206 just before Trenton, State Capital of New Jersey, and went north to Princeton, where we got gas ($1.209/gal). We took a quick walk through the campus of Princeton University with all its wonderful buildings. From Princeton we continued on US-206 until the junction with I-287, which took us the rest of the way into Morristown, arriving at our friends’ at 3:53. From their house in Florida to their home in New Jersey we had driven 1,999.0 km (1,242.1 miles).

We took Frank in our car to shop for his fajita ingredients. As usual, when going shopping with Frank on other occasions, we seem to go miles to the stores! He and Zelda prepared dinner and their son came down from the lake to have dinner with us, too - a wonderful meal with good friends and a very pleasant evening.

miles km
Distance for the day 401.4 646.0
Stu 192.9 310.4
Self 208.5 335.6
Distance for return trip 1,254.7 2,019.3
TRIP TOTAL 4,275.7 6,881.1
Stu 3,410.7 5,488.9
Self 865.1 1,392.2

Day 14 - Friday May 1 - Morristown, NJ to Kingston, ON

1992_05_01.jpg Today we would be doing the last leg of our trip. We enjoyed a relaxed breakfast of bacon with waffles and maple syrup (Canadian!), and got on the road by 10:38, not quite as early as we had hoped. We were soon on I-287 going north to I-80 west, but, deciding to leave the interstate and take to the byways, we turned north on NJ-15 to rejoin US-206, the route we had taken the previous day when leaving I-95 near Trenton.

We crossed the Delaware River via a $0.50 toll bridge, and the Pennsylvania State Line where we joined US-6 at about 11:50. US-6 is a highway that starts in Provincetown, at the northern tip of Cape Cod, Massachusetts and can be traced across the United States and appears to end at US-395 in Bishop, California!

There was lots of blossom in Milford, but about noon we commented, “Now we’re back to zero leaves!” Even though the trees were leafless, it was, nevertheless a wonderful drive through hills, by mountain streams and waterfalls and interesting towns: Hawley, where US-6 (Main Street) crossed the Paupack River and the Lackawaxen River just west of their confluence, and had some amusing signs - "Life's a party, don't crash it" and "Pardon my growing pains: Forgive us our progress." There was a rocky waterfall right in the town of Hornsdale, where three different churches were lined up in a row, all with very tall spires, and one of them with stone right to the top. US-6 reached an elevation of 1,940 feet between Waymart and Carbondale. The latter town, founded in 1822 is the same size as Flin Flon, a mining town in Manitoba where Stu worked the summer after his first year at university.

We left US-6 in Carbondale for PA-106 and stopped at the junction of PA-106 and PA-274, where cleared green hills allowed a panoramic view of the distant mountains. There were lots of streams in the area and many stone fences. In Lenox we joined the interstate, I-81 north, which we would follow to the Canadian border. Twenty minutes later we crossed the Susquehanna River, the same river we had crossed the previous day between Baltimore and the Delaware State Line.
We crossed the New York State Line at 1:45, passed the first Binghamton exit and at 2 o’clock pulled into a Rest Area where we changed drivers. We stopped for gas ($1.149/gal) in North Syracuse. Just after 3 o’clock a light rain started and later developed into heavy showers, so it was not until nearly 4:30 that we stopped at a Rest Area for a rather late lunch. It was almost 5:30 when we paid the $2.00 toll for the Thousand Island Bridges over the St. Lawrence Seaway, at the end of which we were back in Canada and going through the Canadian Immigration and Customs.
We traveled west on 401, the MacDonald-Cartier Freeway, until leaving for Highway 15 into Kingston. We pulled up in front of Stu's digs on University Avenue at 6:20. What a truly wonderful trip we’d had. We unloaded Stu’s stuff, then went for supper, and I left Kingston at 7:30 arriving home in Mississauga at 10:40.

miles km
Distance for the day 352.1 566.6
Stu 233.2 375.3
Self 118.9 191.3
Distance for trip south 2,228.2 3,672.8
Distance whilst in Ft Lauderdale and environs 738.8 1,189.0
Distance for trip north 1,608.8 2,585.9
TRIP TOTAL 4,627.8 7,447.7
Stu 3,643.8 5,864.2
Self 983.9 1,583.5