Back by popular demands are my travel blogs. Sharing adventures on the open road. I got away from it last year, and I plan to resurrect it this season. This installment is a little late, but realignment demanded other duties. Anyway, the Dish and I flew to Tampa on Wednesday and spent three nights on Clearwater Beach, which is just west of Tampa. Then we drove up to Tallahassee on Saturday. Here you go, with tales from Florida.
CLEARWATER
Clearwater Beach contains one of those rare, narrow strips with the ocean on one side and the bay on the other. Clearwater Beach was no more than 200 yards wide where we stayed. Our hotel’s back window looked out over the bay, and the front door looked across to the ocean.
Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous. The beach itself wasn’t the most pristine, but it was fine. Lots of tiny sea shells.
September is a great time to go to the beach. Not many tourists. We sat out on the beach all day Thursday, ordered a small pepperoni/black olive pizza from a vendor, jumped in the water when we got hot, worked on our laptops. All in all, not a bad way to spend several hours.
Of course, westward-facing beaches are most awesome at sundown. The sun dropping from sight over the ocean horizon is one of the most magical things nature offers. I’ve seen it in Oregon, in Key West, in Malibu and now in Clearwater. Never loses its sparkle.
Clearwater itself is a good-sized city (108,000) that touts itself as home of the Phillies, who have been training in Clearwater since 1947, one of the longest-running relationships between baseball franchise and spring site.
Clearwater otherwise is just a typical Florida city until you get down by the beach, where it becomes an eclectic resort town.
Clearwater Beach sports a giant sand castle, probably 8-10 feet high, 20 feet wide, with various images touting Clearwater.
At the Clearwater marina, all kinds of tour boats are docked, including a pirate ship that takes people out on day excursions. We shot one of our pregame videos in front of the pirate ship.
We sat out on the beach all day Thursday, ordered a small pepperoni/black olive pizza from a vendor, jumped in the water when we got hot, worked on our laptops. All in all, not a bad way to spend several hours. Of course, westward-facing beaches are
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