2nd Annual SoFla 360 – Part One – The Ride South
Posted in 360Bikers, Just Plain Cool, Local Events, Motorcycles, Rides on February 16th, 2009Well, the lure of free coffee didn’t get anywhere there between 7:00 and 7:30, but by 8:00 everyone but the breakfast group with Ian had arrived. When all was said and done, we had 19 bikes in front of my house as everyone commented on how great my neighbors are. Children were walking by and looking at all the motorcycles parked on the street.
About 8:25 Ian’s group pulled in and we did our discussion of riding rules. I do have to note that I can’t stress enough the importance of quickly passing back signals and executing lane changes from the back to the front. Keeping the group tight became evident as more important as the day wore on, too.
Today’s ride was the 2nd Annual SoFla 360. This year our route was 330 miles and went through Palm Beach, Broward, Dade, Collier, Lee and Hendry Counties. We passed along or through five national and state parks including Everglades National Park, Big Cypress National Preserve, The Collier-Seminole State Park, Picayune Strand State Forest and Okaloacoochee Slough State Forest. We ended with 21 motorcycles and 27 people on the ride.
There was a little fog, but our late start actually helped the ride in safety as the fog began to lift more and more as we rode south. We stopped at Starbucks in Hillsborough to pick up another rider. From there, we rode a few miles to the Sawgrass Expressway. My most significant challenge came when I suddenly realized the exit for I595 West didn’t exist and we had to take I-75 North. It was last ditch to make the exit ramp and I felt badly about not having the right information. Strike one against Google Maps.
Once on the I-75 we rode to US27 which led us down to Krome Ave. The ride was relatively peaceful except for a major piece of debri in the road as we off-ramped from I-75 to US27. There was so little time to react to it that was I put my foot out to point to it for other riders I actually kicked it. Fortunately, I was not moving fast and it didn’t knock me off the bike. It seemed to be a pull-cart with a piece of luggage. That was a dangerous moment.
At the corner of Krome and US41 we stopped at the gas station where almost 100 other bikes had met. A couple groups were almost ready to leave as we gave our smaller bikes time to refuel for the ride across the state. You’ll read about that in part 2.
LK




You couldn’t ask for a better day. We started out at Starbucks, one of our more popular meeting locations. It’s not for the coffee, but more for the central convenience of a lot of riders, especially organizers. We got out of there a little after 7:30 and stopped at a gas station to pick up Connie. A couple riders had forgotten to top off and did so then. From here, it was the concrete ribbon (Turnpike) to Snake Road. On the Sawgrass, one of our new riders lost her Sun Pass. It just fell out of her pocket and crumbled on the highway.
OK, again it has taken me entirely too long to post about this event. What can I say? It has been a busy week after a fantastic, relaxing weekend. As I said before Leesburg Bikefest, this is one event everyone should attend.
I took SR60 west on what turned out to be a very nice ride. Traffic was low and cruising between 65 and 70 was without interruption. I got to US27 and rode towards Haines City. In spite of being in town and the construction, the ride wasn’t bad. The speed limits were 50 or better and the lights were spread far apart.
We spent the day doing the carnival acts. We looked at vendors, the Rats Hole for bikes and babes, listened to some really good bands, and just looked at bikes and people. We met friends and made some, too. We ate some pretty good road food and had a beer or two.
Sunday was great. We started after checkout with a gourmet breakfast at the Golden Corral. Not bad! Then, riding out we split up as they had to attend a Rotary benefit bowling thing and I had to check out my proposed ride for the way home. I was the winner on this one. I rode out through hills and took a few “wrong turns” to see what was there. I had beautiful curves and fantastic vistas. Yeah, I said vistas in Florida! There was one spot high on a hill where I could see for literally 30 to 40 miles. There was one hill that went up, dipped, went up a little more and then crested to a 45-degree incline straight down about 400 yards to a traffic circle out in the middle of nowhere. I rode past lakes and homes and was so anxious to take everyone on the route that I hooked back after I hit SR50.