|The Southernmost Point Buoy|
Note: Before I go any further though you need to know one thing, I can get in a lot of trouble for speaking about this mission. But, it needs to be shared.
Nah, Just messing with youse. ( Youse: Translated from NEPA Slang to normal English = you.)
I am afraid of jail. I wouldn't last a day in prison. I know this. Sneaking onto a restricted Naval Air Station had only one guaranteed outcome for me, another road trip. Only this road trip would not be an enjoyable road trip. It would be a one way road trip to federal prison. A prison definitely not on the Southernmost point of the US. I might as well just walk into a Federal prison already handcuffed with a bright neon sign hanging from my neck saying "guilty" and the word "dumbass" tattooed in a bold, black, Playbill font across my forehead.
Here is where I get deep. I am not gonna lie, I personally did not know there was so much symbolism behind this buoy until I began researching how to get to this buoy online. I knew it was not the exact southernmost point in the USA but I did believe it was a collective representation showcasing that the island of Key West is the southernmost part of the continental USA. And in a way, it does signify exactly that. But, when visiting this iconic buoy, if you take a moment to observe your surroundings, chances are you will never look at this buoy the same way again.
They say on a clear day you can see Cuba from this standpoint.
|Rocky waters near the buoy. I can't see Cuba .|
If you look to the left of the buoy you will notice a memorial plaque. If you read that plaque then turn your attention back to the sea, you may find yourself starting to wonder about a few things. You may wonder just how harsh and unbearable a country could possibly be that thousands upon thousands of human beings were willing to chance the risk of dying, or watching a loved one die, to cross the very water you were gazing upon.
You may begin to wonder what it could possibly be like to live in a country where free will is frowned upon and tyranny is the only way of life. You may begin to realize just how often you take your day to day rights and privileges for granted. We have the right to openly bitch about our country and it's politics. We have the right to make our own choices and decisions regarding our lives. We have the right to flourish and we have the right to wilt if we so choose. No, life is not always peachy and we have all had our fair share of hardships and disappointments but ultimately, we still have free will in this country.
|Memorial dedicated to the many Cubans that lost their lives trying to flee Castro.|
Thousands upon thousands of Cubans lost their lives trying to cross the Florida Straits in homemade rafts and flimsy sailing vessels in an attempt to flee the tyranny of their day to day lives. The chance for asylum in the land of the free was worth risking a watery death. Their brave journeys towards a better life were abruptly drowned by the temperamental seas they so eagerly fought to cross. How somber and devastating is it that they even had to make that choice? For many, when their feet stepped off the soils of their homeland of Cuba it would be the last time their feet ever touched the ground. They would never have the opportunity to step foot on United States soil.
|Heather And Ricky posing for one of my gagillion pics.|
I was very thankful that on a clear day, I can see forever.
The Florida Keys Chronicles
|The Cable Hut|
|This structure protected the phone lines in the early 1900s.|