11th March 2014

We overheard someone say “If this place was more laid back it would be in a coma”. That really does sum up the Keys. The backbone of this playground chain of islands is the US 1 Highway, a classic road trip which flows at a sedentary rate with its gangs of Harley riders, mainly bearded old men with lobster tans living the dream, along with the ubiquitous monster pick-up  trucks hauling house sized caravans and sports fishing boats, even the fish here seem to be larging it with 'size matters' but theirs is more about length than width. It’s goodbye Conch Republic.

And hello Everglades National Park for a walk on the wild side at the most inappropriately named Shark Valley.

Mind where you walk

OMG how scary is that

These gators are up close and personal, no fences between us and them and they are everywhere. This is a small sample of the most varied and concentrated wildlife we have ever seen, too much to document.

Large heron in flight

Anhinga

Here's looking at you sweetheart