So I was driving south last Saturday to Arcadia, recreating parts of one of the last trips I took with mom last February. It was 4 pm and at this point I was on my way to the Miakka School House, then the Myakka River State Park. There were fenced-in farms on the right, and up ahead I saw a cow wandering along a ditch outside the fence. I slowed down in case it decided to cross the road. Well, it did, but fast. It was like a squirrel dashing in front of me. A squirrel that weighed hundreds of pounds. I have never seen a cow move that fast! I slammed on the brakes and missed it by only a few dozen feet. Seems I always have to have something eventful happen on any of my roadtrips.
I got to Arcadia later and stayed the night, tooled around the town until noon, then headed over to US 27 and north. Had to take a slight detour and visit one of my favorite spots in the state. I remember accidentally discovering it ages ago on the way back from Miami, when I still made semi-regular visits down there. I tried avoiding the turnpike, b/c I’m cheap, and US 27 was so much more scenic. One time I thought I’d try State Road 17 for a change. Just north of Frostproof, the road curves and then it looks like you’re going to go over a cliff. It’s just the way the road drops, but the view of a lake and hills covered with orange trees stretching away is pretty amazing. It only works if you’re going north. The rest of SR 17 is pretty cool, too. But take a gander at the spot of which I speak, and see if you agree.