Our weekly club outing took us north and west toward to lovely community of Weeki Wachee, site of the eponymous river whose crystal clear waters emanate from deep within the subterranean passageways of the Florida aquifer before flowing down to the Gulf of Mexico. Naturally, we took the most indirect route possible to get to Weeki Wachee, but that's okay since it's all about the ride.
South of Weeki Wachee, we stopped in Aripeka, FL, for photos of the Hammock Creek environs. I decided to play with the great Hipstamatic iPhone app to get some photos with a vintage flavor. This view across Hammock Creek lent itself nicely to my experiments:
Walking back to the group, I captured this image of irony in action:
Here's another shot of the very scenic Hammock Creek:
Rolling on into Weechi Wachee Gardens, it was time for lunch. We stopped at a restaurant called "The Upper Deck" for that purpose. The best thing about this restaurant is that it is located right on the banks of the Weeki Wachee River and offers great views from its copious upper level deck:
"Preacher" looked like an old west gunfighter walking up this long, narrow hallway located beneath the restaurant:
Gunny & Bob K. were too busy taking in the river sights to notice Preacher's impression of "The Man With No Name":
Those river sights included this view of the public park located on the opposite bank...:
...and several passing wave runners:
Finally making our way topside for lunch, Gunny was all smiles and grins...:
...while Bob K. just couldn't take his eyes off the river:
After lunch we made for home via more scenic back roads:
I was wearing my new high visibility touring jacket; boy did that thing glow! Just look at the reflected sheen all over the cockpit of my gorgeous ST1300:
We ended a great day of riding with 150 miles rolled up on the odometer and plenty of good memories in our logbooks.
South of Weeki Wachee, we stopped in Aripeka, FL, for photos of the Hammock Creek environs. I decided to play with the great Hipstamatic iPhone app to get some photos with a vintage flavor. This view across Hammock Creek lent itself nicely to my experiments:
Walking back to the group, I captured this image of irony in action:
Here's another shot of the very scenic Hammock Creek:
Rolling on into Weechi Wachee Gardens, it was time for lunch. We stopped at a restaurant called "The Upper Deck" for that purpose. The best thing about this restaurant is that it is located right on the banks of the Weeki Wachee River and offers great views from its copious upper level deck:
"Preacher" looked like an old west gunfighter walking up this long, narrow hallway located beneath the restaurant:
Gunny & Bob K. were too busy taking in the river sights to notice Preacher's impression of "The Man With No Name":
Those river sights included this view of the public park located on the opposite bank...:
...and several passing wave runners:
Finally making our way topside for lunch, Gunny was all smiles and grins...:
...while Bob K. just couldn't take his eyes off the river:
After lunch we made for home via more scenic back roads:
I was wearing my new high visibility touring jacket; boy did that thing glow! Just look at the reflected sheen all over the cockpit of my gorgeous ST1300:
We ended a great day of riding with 150 miles rolled up on the odometer and plenty of good memories in our logbooks.
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