|  |     John:
    
    I didn't enter the base note but I'll respond since Craig's schedule
    is pretty tight these days.  He and I will be riding this together
    -Team DEC-.
    
    IAW the Florida Bicycle Safari borchure; "This year's edition features
    a new route through eight Florida counties, and covers roughly 400
    miles....Overnight stops are planned with great care, insuring the
    best facilities available for the hundreds of cyclists who participate,
    offering swimming, volley-ball, canoeing, etc.  Most cyclists camp
    out, but for those not so inclined, accomodations are available..."  
                                                                       
    Day 1 Leesburg-Crystal River                                       
    Day 2 Crystal River-Ocala                                          
    Day 3 Ocala-Mill Dam Lake In the Ocala National Forest             
    	  (For the 3 day mini-Safari: Ocala back to start point)       
    Day 4 Mill Dam Lake-Bunnell                                        
    Day 5 Bunnell-Deland                                               
    Day 6 Deland to Leesburg                                           
                                                                       
    Ya'll cumon dawn.
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|  |     Fri, Dec 1, 1989
    
    PPTC Editor		
    1011 Rosemere Ave.
    Silver Spring, MD  20904
    
    Dear Editor,
    
    This is my first time submitting an article to the club...so I might
    
    have it all wrong...
    
    This maybe long but it seem to read fast and maybe it will 
    provide some Cycling entertainment during the winter months.
    
    Best regards,
    
    Craig Moen
    3009 Plyers Mill Road
    Kensington, MD 20895
    942-0411
    			Florida Bicycle Safari 89'
    
    			By Craig Moen and Marty Hill
    
    What do you do when you finish building a new touring bike. 
    Take it on its first big tour.... Well, in September we received
    a 
    great looking brochure for the Tenth Annual "Florida Bicycle 
    Safari", six days traveling from the middle of Florida to the Gulf
    
    Coast to the Atlantic and back to the middle. Twice across 
    Florida's more picturesque and "original" portions in the 
    middle of November? This is the tour.
    
    Fellow co-worker and PPTC member Marty Hill and I departed 
    Washington on 10-Nov at 5am for a 14hr. dash to Leesburg, 
    Florida. We had so much to talk about,company politics, that it
    
    was South Carolina before we noticed where we where. That 
    night we stayed at a Holiday Inn close to our morning 
    startpoint. Not knowing the area, we carried our bikes from the
    
    station wagon to the security of our rooms. Starting a tour 
    without bikes was not on our good humor list.
    
    The Florida Bicycle Safari was started ten years ago as a fund 
    raiser for PBS Station 90.7 WMFE out of Orlando, Florida. 
    Today it offers a three and a six day tour. Both tours are 
    together  the first three days and then they split with the three
    
    day tour heading back to the start point completing a Gulf 
    Coast loop and the six day tour continuing on to the Atlantic 
    Coast before looping back to the tour start point. 
    
    
    DAY 1 - Fruitland to Crystal River, Florida - 63.4 Miles
    
    We arrived at 9am for check-in and got our duffle bags on the 
    appropriate truck with 513 other cyclists and perfect weather. 
    Our route was west to the Gulf of Mexico. Halfway thru the day 
    we wondered why they bothered with the elaborate, hightech 
    queue sheets. This tour was beginning to take shape as the 
    best marked we had ever seen. Special yellow Bicycle Safari 
    signs guided the way...like "follow the yellow brick road...". 
    They even had state road signs temporarily placed on some of 
    the busier roadways stating "Caution Bicycles on Roadway". 
    
    The "Aid Stop" rest stops were about every 20 miles and 
    reminded me of those set up for our PPTC Century every year, 
    cold spring water, bananas, oranges, granola bars all donated 
    for this fundraising cause.  At the second rest stop we learned
    
    about Sand Spurs. Marty grew up in Florida so he advice me 
    on inspecting your tires every time you walk your bike though 
    the grass. That familiar sound of a bicycle tire blowing was 
    heard many times that day as the Sand Spur's achieved their 
    mission. These tiny jewels have barbed thorns and begin by 
    sticking in the surface of you tire, then, looking very harmless,
    
    begin to work their way deeper and deeper into the tread with 
    each rotation. On the good side...the tour mechanic was 
    patrolling the route so well that we rarely saw anyone having 
    to fix their own flat, all provided...free of charge. All along
    the 
    ride we were under continuous support via a Sag Wagon, 
    Medic, Mechanic, and a dozen or so Ham Radio operators 
    providing instant response to any need.
    
    We arrived at the American Adventure Campgrounds in 
    Crystal River, about 5 miles from the Gulf. After grabbing our 
    gear and pitching our tent in what was the largest tent cities 
    I've seen since Woodstock we were back on the bikes to ride 
    out to the Gulf for the ceremonial wheel dipping. Great 
    beach..even with the view of the nuclear power plant. This part
    
    of Florida is mile after mile of salt marsh with plenty of wildlife.
    
    Back at camp we had a swim in the pool and waited for our 
    cold shower. To say that we overran the campground would be 
    an understatement. It took them 4 hours to feed us a spaghetti 
    dinner. But the spirits were up and the rock band got the party
    
    atmosphere rolling. That night we put the tent fly over the bikes
    
    since we knew it would not rain that evening...Bad move. The 
    morning dew in Florida is so heavy that it was wet inside our 
    tent the next morning. Packing our wet tent in a Hefty bag, we 
    where off to the "free" breakfast. Again we overwhelmed our 
    host campground. Can you picture a few dozen hungry carbo- 
    loading bikers drewling around a pancake grill...?
    
    
    DAY 2 - Crystal River to Ocala, Florida - 62.2 Miles
    
    Today we are "Team Powerbar" with our Powerbar racing 
    team T'Shirts. This was in response to about 6 people on the 
    tour who had "Team Tailwind" T'shirts the day before and 
    partied all night. The backs of their T'shirts said "Draft at your
    
    own risk..." No explanation needed.
    
    Another perfect day of sunshine and quiet countryside. We met 
    another PPTC member from Silver Spring, MD. Cyclist from 
    Quebec to Miami and Iowa to Texas were represented. Ages 
    from 3 to 70. Loaded ATB's, recumbent's,  to the latest high-
    tech composites... Great material for the local press. 
    
    Our hostess at the Aid Stops was a native Floridian and was a 
    continuous source of local history and points of interest as we
    
    traversed the state. We soon learned that the area around 
    Ocala was like patching Middleburg and the Hunt Valley horse 
    country of Virginia and Maryland together and placing it in 
    Florida. Serious Horse country..one of the largest and highest 
    priced in the country. 
    
    We arrived in the early afternoon at the Central Florida 
    Community College. Again we began the ritual of pitching our 
    tent among the masses. This time we had plenty of green 
    grass, a large locker room with plenty of showers and a large 
    swimming pool. What a life. From 3-6pm we had a number of 
    masseuses from a Gainsville school providing wonderful 
    muscular relief. Dinner was at one of the many town 
    restaurants. About 60 of us devoured every carbo the Olive 
    Garden Restaurant had that evening. Rolling with food, we 
    headed back to the camp area where the evenings 
    entertainment was provide by a local State Champ 
    Barbershop Quartet.
    
    
    DAY 3 - Ocala to Hawthorne, Florida - 60.7 Miles
    
    Today was the day the tour split up. The three day tour people 
    headed south back to the start point. The rest of us, about 240,
    
    proceeded to Hawthorne. This morning it seemed there was 
    an unannounced race to get on the road. We never did figure 
    out why the early departures. Another beautiful day in horse 
    country...without the hills but with some headwinds and 
    tailwinds.
    
    Our second Aid Stop was at the Majorie Kay Rawlings house. 
    She was quite a conversation piece in her own right along with 
    writing The Yearling and Cross Creek. This area is "the old 
    Florida" that I came to see. It's like time stood still since the
    
    fifties. We took a side tour of Micanopy, a quaint old Florida 
    town with timeless old houses and antique shops. 
    
    Onward into Hawthorne and Hawthorne Junior High School, 
    "Home of the Hawthorne Hornets",  which was our 
    campground for the night. Our Masseuse was back and our 
    bodies loved every minute of it. The schools home economics 
    class put on a baked chicken dinner with all the trimmings for 
    $4.00. A new attraction was the Ham Radio Operators who 
    were taking messages from anyone wanting to send one to 
    anywhere in the U.S. My nine year old received his and 
    thought I was on some neat expedition in the depths of Florida.
    
    We had no official entertainment that evening. Our tour 
    manager said he called the local chamber of commerce to see 
    what was available and they stated "There is no talent in 
    Hawthorne!". But they did have a Sonny's Barbecue and that 
    was good enough for me.  That nights briefing indicated that 
    tomorrow was going be on highways with logging traffic and 
    possible headwinds. Later Marty introduced use to the art of 
    satellite watching and it was early to bed and early to rise. 
    
    
    DAY 4 - Hawthorne to Bunnell/Palm Coast - 63.5 miles
    
    It was 5am and the tent was soaked with dew. A heavy fog was 
    in the air and we almost needed flashlights to make our way to 
    Sonny's for the "Bikers Breakfast" where they opened early for.
    
    bikes and Pick-up Trucks...what a country. We have learned 
    over the past few days that two vehicles are predominant in 
    Florida. Cadillacs and Pick-up Trucks. Today we would learn 
    that logging trucks are far safer with cyclists than little grey
    
    haired ladies with their Cadillacs! They have no concept of 
    how to maneuver these boats. 
    
    Todays road was straight as an arrow. We were in Ocala Pine 
    Forest. One could really move with no hills and a pace line. It
    
    was almost boring. The State and County police had 
    knowledge of our tour and spent extra time monitoring our 
    progress. One recumbent rider decided to take a nap on the 
    side of the rode but soon after got back on the road to rest at
    
    the next Aid Stop. Reason: after three separate policeman 
    stopped and woke him to see if he was alright. 
    
    In Palatka we came upon our first big hill in Florida, the bridge
    
    over the St. Johns River. This was a sizable bridge with a great
    
    shoulder...what a view. Next was the town of Bunnell where 
    one of the tandem teams bought T'Shirts stating "Where the 
    ____ is Bunnell?".  Oh, I forgot to mention again...perfect 
    weather. Casey's Cowboy  Restaurant had a sign welcoming 
    all Florida Bicycle Safari bikers in for a lunch special. With an
    
    early start and some paceline riding we arrived at Flagler High
    
    School with plenty of time to set-up and go to the local airport
    
    restaurant for lunch. After lunch I made my first mistake of the
    
    tour, I called the office.
    
    Yes, the world had come to a halt and no one could figure out 
    how I could have nerve to take a vacation much less spend it 
    on something as outrageous as twice across Florida on a 
    Bicycle!!". By this time I was so relaxed it took me an hour to
    
    care. Then reality struck. no one should have this much fun. It's
    
    got to be a sin...Back to reality. The emergency phone calls 
    went into the evening.
    
    If Hawthorne had no talent they made up for it at Flagler High 
    School. The school band played for us...or was it they played 
    around us...since we where camped out in their football 
    stadium on the perimeter of their field. That evening the school
    
    put on a great "All you can eat" spaghetti dinner for $4.00. For
     
    continued entertainment: a dress rehearsal of the upcoming 
    school play, MASH, followed by a Blue Grass/Country band. 
    What a life.
    
    
    DAY 5 -  Bunnell/Palm Coast to DeLand - 78.0+ miles
    
    Another long day ahead and "To the beach!". After about 5 
    miles of riding we turned onto classic highway A1A and the 
    Atlantic Ocean. Time to dip the front wheel and take the 
    obligatory pictures. The Sun.. The Sand...The Surf.. What a 
    country. After Flagler Beach we headed inland on the "Old 
    Dixie Highway". This is a "must see" road! A Fantastic arch of 
    Oak trees lined the road, hung with Spanish Moss. Ponds and 
    lagoons filled with birds. We continued on past Ormond Beach 
    and into Daytona Beach. Two hours of phone calls later we 
    headed southwest past Spruce Creek, one of the first "airport 
    neighborhood" developments in the nation. Here the streets 
    are designed to taxi your plane or drive your car on from your 
    house. Even the street signs ar two feet high. How about about 
    "Plane Back" instead of "Car Back" when bicycling?
    
    I almost forgot, we had some major hills again. Florida hills, 
    which are created by building a bridge over rivers or other 
    roads. Actually we looked forward to them because  they give 
    us an excuse to get up out of the saddle. Ah...thank you Dr. 
    Spenco.
    
    Onto the town of Cassadega. This is the town that made its 
    way onto "That's Incredible" a couple years ago. Seems this is 
    the center of the top spiritualists in the east and you have to
    be 
    certified to live there. Everyone commented on how eerie it felt
    
    riding thru. Home for the evening was Stetson University in 
    DeLand.
    
    Stetson students were quite amazed at the instant "Tent City" 
    that appeared in their commons area. On the surface this 
    looked like a really nice place to send my son to college. Nice
    
    facilities abound with a quaint small town setting. After a feast
    
    at the local buffet, we walked to the downtown area where they 
    had blocked off two streets for a 50's rock and roll 
    party...complete with a dozen 50's cars and hot rods. Upon 
    return to the campus area we discovered the school gym 
    where the Stetson Womens Volleyball team was having a 
    game. The stands where full of bikers fully entertained by the 
    professional  level exhibited by this team.
    
    
    DAY 6 - DELAND TO FRUITLAND  -  58.6 MILES
    
    After some heavy winds and rain during the night we packed 
    up and made our way to the local I-HOP for some pecan 
    pancakes. The next few hours of riding went from overcast to 
    heavy winds and rain and back to overcast skies. Since both of 
    us never rode in rain before (just lucky), this was a new 
    adventure and actually a fun challenge. We counted ourselves 
    fortune to have had five days of perfect weather so this was 
    only a minor inconvenience. It was hunting season in Lake 
    County and they allowed the use of dogs in the hunt. We lost 
    track of how many road kills there were on our rides. This is 
    something you get a vivid impression of when you ride a bike.
    
    By the time we arrived back at our original starting point we 
    had mixed feelings, on one hand we grew fond of having the 
    bicycle as our only transportation and really seeing and 
    sensing the countryside up close. On the other hand, after six 
    days of riding, our hands and seats where telling us they 
    needed a break. 
    
    At the finish point they had us fill out questionaires so they 
    could further improve the 11th Annual Florida Bicycle Safari. 
    We rated this tour high in every areas. We suggested that they 
    provide a history booklet of the area we where touring just in 
    case they weren't able to get this years Aid Stop Lady back 
    again. Also, we would have preferred a few of the roads during 
    the tour to be on less dense highways but we learned that 
    there just isn't enough east-west roads to choose from in 
    Florida.  
    
    Overall, we would rate this tour a solid 9.0
    
    To get a 10.0 they would have to have our tents set up for use 
    when we arrived each day. 
    
    All of this for $75.00! And all but $25.00 is tax deductible! What
    
    a country !!
    
    Want to get on the mailing list for next year..write:
    
    		Annual Florida Bicycle Safari
    		WMFE Public Broadcasting
    		11510 East Colonial Drive
    		Orlando, FL  32817-4699
    
    
    ***AS YOU CAN SEE THIS DIDN'T TRANSFER WITHOUT SOME PROBLEMS BUT
    AT LEAST YOU CAN GET THE JUST OF THE TOUR...NEXT TIME I'LL TRY ANOTHER
    COMM PACKAGE...CM
    
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