Take nothing but photos, leave nothing but footprints.
Sunday morning October 14th; Leaving Miami 3 hours late under black skies on 2 hours of sleep and a sore back following a 27 hour final push to ready the steed. A proper Miami exit as I forcibly turn back east away from the darkness that is US.27. The dreaded I-95 it is and in less than 4 hours 40 takes me west one last time to the crooked lake where this all began. Peace at last.
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