23 January 2012 | Daytona beach, Florida
The sign above the beach says, "World's most famous beach". Now, I think i know why. Our two days in Daytona were ideal and truly a Florida experience. The beach is long, the sand is fine, the surf ideal. With a slight breeze off the water, the 80 degree temperature was just what I had in mind. While others In my family enjoy playing in the surf, I'm more of a sand castle type and could spend all day building stuff in the sand. The sand of Daytona is fine, packs well and as a bonus makes an excellent exfoliant. It is very possible that sitting on this beach ranks a close second to my 'happy place' beach at birch bay.
I have experienced many exotic beaches: from the south china sea, 'coconut islet' off the Portuguese colonized, now, Chinese military base--Hainan island, Hawaiian black sand beaches, many remote and deserted south pacific beaches, Mexico and west coast beaches. However, Daytona is a slice of Americana. There are people to watch, french fries to eat and sunburns to slather. What could be better than that?
As we leave the crew of the s/v Marama behind we are somber with thoughts of work, school and responsibilities. Our drive back to the airport retraces our steps recounting in a matter of 2 hours...what took us the last week to cover by boat. I have to say the travel at 3-7 knots is my favorite way to experience 'place'--it is personal, uncut and liberating. More motivated than ever to build the cruising kitty for the next trip.