To say it was “cold” this morning here in Miami is relative. Compared to up in the Northeast, it’s balmy, but still, 48 F is not exactly Tourism Bureau weather. But it didn’t stop some of my car club’s membership from getting together for one of our Occasional Sunday Morning Cruises out to Key Biscayne for Cuban coffee and toast, and at 7:00 a.m. a jacket and cap was welcome.
I took the Pontiac since the Mustang is still in the body shop, and besides, at 16, it’s closer to being an “antique” than a nine-year-old convertible. I was joined by friends in everything from a 1967 Austin Healey 3000, a 1967 MGB GT, a 1959 Rolls-Royce SIlver Cloud, a 1980 TR-7, and a Triumph to a 1980 Mercedes-Benz. The road was empty, and again we had a glorious sunrise over the palms and shores of Key Biscayne.
The drive back through Coconut Grove was just as beautiful. When we got to Old Cutler Road, some of us took separate ways home with a wave and a honk of the horn for best wishes for a safe drive and a restful Sunday morning.