Waking from a good nights rest I depart for Key West. Driving most of the day landed me on Long Key. Sixty miles short of my goal, but luck was on my side at the campgrounds. Completely booked, accept for a family who left early. While registering I ask the ranger about The Conch Republic. James a park ranger told me a story of a friend to couldn’t get back on the mainland when the Conch Republic was formed. He had to bring his friends passport from home. After registering I drove down to Key West. Rain pored down when I went to take a photo by the southernmost point of the continental US. Thankfully a guy who was caught out in the rain took the photo for me.