Fowler St. Pier
Tues., March 16, 1926
Tomorrow we leave for Brewster where phosphate beds are Bill’s first objective, staying, we expect, only a day or so before driving on to Tampa. We are not going to Miami, at least not until after Tampa. Because the Tamiami Trail through the Everglades is not yet open, one must go north nearly to Barstow to cross the state. Besides, Bill is loath to draw money from Bayliss and Co. (where he has an account) until the market improves, and living in Miami is expensive.
Several repairs are needed on the motorcycle. They did such a terrible job here of putting in new spokes that Bill thinks Tampa is a better place to have the work done.
In spite of the wonderful time we have had here, we feel we must hit the road again. When Mother W. gave us $20 for the trip, Bill said he would take it only as a loan. However, she explained it was a coupon on a bond left her by Bill’s grandpa, who would want us to use it--for which we are mighty thankful.