I’m ending my obsession with all things Titusville with a post featuring dueling signs.
I almost drove off Highway 50 when I saw the sign below. Cheney Highway! No way the VP deserves to have a highway named after him. But after a few days driving around Titusville, I noticed Old Cheney Highway as well. So I think the name dates to an earlier time.
I love the juxtaposition of signs here, especially “No Outlet.”
Speaking of strange combinations, this sign at Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge really makes you think Florida officials have no sense of humor…or fun. Why can’t I walk nude on the beach with a dog leash in one hand and a metal detector in the other?
