Camera phone. Actually, the weather has been perfect. Santa Rosa Island. Smack dab between NAS Pensacola and Eglin AFB. On a quiet night, you can hear the sweet and tender sounds of things blowing up. But the sand's as white as sugar, and you can count your toes under the clear water while in chest-deep. There are few houses on this island, and about half of them were damaged or destroyed by two hurricanes in two years, but the rental I'm in is in good shape, and totally refurbished.
I see lots of bikes down here, no sport-tourers... just cruisers and sports. An FJR in this neighborhood would be as useful as an Indy car in a traffic jam.
At least there are bikinis.
- on bikini patrol in FL