I was prepared for today's ride to take all day, so I hit the road at sunrise and rode fast and hard, at least by my standards. The ride was uneventful. Around 2:00 I arrived in the "Twin Cities" -- Valparaiso and Niceville, Florida.
Niceville was nice enough; it gave me a marked bike lane all the way to Rocky Bayou State Park. The "bayou" looks more like a sandy lake than the swampy bayous of Louisiana and Mississippi, but I guess if it's a slow-moving river it qualifies. And as for "rocky" -- well, I don't think I've seen a rock since entering Florida. The ground is all sand!
My neighbors in the park are a bunch of tree cutters, who had just cut down a big pine tree in their campsite -- I'm going to assume at the park's request -- and reduced it to firewood to the accompaniment of a loud radio. I hope they'll go into their trailer and watch the Superbowl indoors.