Up this morning to a beautiful bright sky and the promise of a 27C day. We decided to alter the exercise routine a bit and start our walk not at the gym but across this bridge that leads to Hwy. 1A1 that runs along the Atlantic coast. It's a beautiful walk as you can clearly see.

This is looking north from Fort Pierce.

This is looking South from the bridge, at Fort Pierce.

This path leads you along the Fort Pierce waterfront. We walked about a half mile along here before heading back to the bridge.

I'm a sucker for pelicans.

And these guys are waiting while the fisherman cleans his catch of the day. They know they will get their share.

This big Heron was doing a bit of fishing of his own along the waterfront.

After all that work it's time for a bit of fun and what could be better than a hot day at the beach.

Everytime I get to the beach I think of my good friend and brother in law Lee. This past summer we found ourselves more than once at a beach during our camping weekends. The question was always would the water be warm enough to get into. At Caribou I usually give it a go, inch by inch until finally I get up to my neck. At Raddall, Lee made it in where I wouldn't even consider it. Just to let you know Lee, there is no inching in here. The water is so warm you just rush head long into it and never feel a chill. What a great day we spent suning and swimming.


Had supper at a new spot for us, recommended by a couple of nice people we met from Ohio, the Buckeye State. Norris was the name of the place. Kathy enjoyed her white fish and I my baked ham and beans. From there it was off to the gym for a bit of a workout and home to enjoy a warm summer, ah, winter evening out under the canopy.