Shark Ride.
Rode to Matawan Creek. Here’s the Maneater Mural. It’s on the wrong side of the tunnel but I guess they had to make it easy Instagram friendly.
Hike a biked through the woods to get to the actual spot the attacks happened. Much easier to do in a kayak IMO.
Went into Keyport to have lunch before going to the cemetery but Nature’s Plate was closed. So, bridge.
Then I did a short loop through my old hood to see if the house I grew up in was still a shit hole.
It is. My room was upstairs in the back overlooking the beach at least.
At the graveyard I ran into the Matawan Historical Society, they were setting up for a Tour. They had over 200 people signed up so I was glad to get in and out before the groups showed up.
Also happened across a relative of sorts. I’ve never met my biological family so I have no idea if this person is related to me.
Started to head back home but still haven’t eaten so I decided to make a 30ish mile detour to visit my friends at Baklava Lady in Englishtown.
Not a bad day. Hot AF again. Thankfully this was a short one.