A fast 80 miles in the morning and a spot of aircraft and wildlife watching in the afternoon.

Bainbridge to Valadosta was 80 miles of brisk cycling along our old friend, highway 84. We stopped for a pint of something sweet and hot at a gas station and met Michael, a retired Ford engineer who'd returned to the south for his retirement. He had the time and inclination to tell us a bit about his life and to express admiration at our efforts. He asked that we took his picture with us and send it on to him. Friendly bunch these southerners even if we can only understand about half of what each other says!
We arrived at our motel early enough to go out in the afternoon to see some aircraft flying at Moody Air Force Base and to have a walk on a boardwalk through a Cypress swamp where Keith found and saw his first 'gator. It was not on the menu for dinner but instead he got to try out catfish, another denizen of the swamps.

Blimey, have gone too far east?

This location was a no brainer for a comfort break. 

Fairchild A10 tank buster landing at Moody AFB, home of the Flying Tigers. 

Looking down on the Cypress swamp from a tower hide. 

Gray Catbird, so called as it makes a sound like a domestic cat. 

Northern Cardinal. A common but attractive bird. Just how I like 'em!