Looking back, I think the heat and hazy weather really affected my mood on this day.
I hadn't done as much flying in Tampa as I'd hoped. I'd originally planned to meet up with some of the ICON folks and do some rough water training, but they were over in Miami doing an event. I could've stuck around Tampa for another day, but I felt like there'd be more options for good flying in Miami, so I headed over there.
I can understand why some pilots don't like flying into busy airspace. If you've done all your training at uncontrolled fields or maybe flown into one controlled airport that doesn't get a lot of traffic it can be really intimidating. The controllers are busy handing a LOT of different aircraft, so you have to be quick and precise with your radio calls to avoid hogging too much time on the frequency. It's certainly more stressful, but there's a great feeling of satisfaction when you do it well.
I'd thought the pace of the trip would be speeding up at this point, but in a way it kind of slowed down. I was 11 days in and had already traversed the whole country from one coast to the other. It felt like I'd be done way sooner than the eight weeks I'd planned. But, I'd also put in a few long days of flying and had to bypass my stop in Austin, TX.
In the coming days I was going all the way down to Key West and then following the coast up to Maine, so I'd be flying the entire Eastern seaboard - about 2,200 miles. That's roughly as far as I'd flown to get to Miami and I had many more stops planned along the way.