Every coastal town has these awkward little streets that run through neighborhoods and... just dead end into the local major body of water. It's public land, the street in theory runs all the way to the high tide line, and there's frequently some kind of overlook (even if it's overlooking marsh, or rip-rap, or *STOP* barrier...). At the same time, they're generally in neighborhoods and there are neighbors nearby. Such is the case here, where a thin screen of brush separates a bayfront yard from the end of Chestnut Street, out on the west edge of town. Looks like a place for a quiet up of coffee to me.
1. where: tail end of Chestnut Street, Apalachicola FL2. date: 11/8/21
3. what: home-brewed Costa Rica, from beans bought from the coffee guy, the same guy in the farmers' market in Stop #1. Brewed dark, strong, & black. Thermos, cup, & bike shown in detail at right.
4. details: wonderfully clear early November day, about 65F. CX bike.
5. 3.0 miles round-trip. Dropped off the thermos at home, then went for another 12 miles of gravel.
This week features bayside stops, but next week we'll (hopefully) make it to the two actual coffee shops in town. In the meantime, here's a panoramic pic covering about 180 degrees and showing the Bay.
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