While disappointed that I did not see any deer, I was ecstatic that I did not see any people. I'll repeat that. I did not see any people. On Juniper Creek. On a Saturday. Granted, my dawn start helped, but I arrived at the Juniper Creek Recreation Area just before 10, it opens at 8, plenty of time for people to begin paddling downstream.
I had the Spring to myself.
In this pic, I tried to catch the bits of shell and rock being blown about by the force of the spring flow.
Maybe most bigger fish have a hard time swimming under the water wheel. I say "most" because I have see eels in the Spring.
I had this beautiful place to myself.
Speaking of beauty, I took the usual stroll over to Fern Hammock Springs.
Beauty and the beast, some of the best boils I've seen, throwing up huge amounts of sand from the bottom.
As I was leaving Fern Hammock, one, than two, than three, than ten turkeys dashed across a narrow clearing. I did not get a photo, as knowing what lies in the near future, they got back under cover fast.
I also missed the picture of this varmint,
when he was in my kayak.
The boardwalk from Juniper Springs to Fern Hammock Spring has several overlooks on both spring runs. I could see paddlers headed downstream, and so I waited for them to get ahead before I began my return trip.
As noted above, turtles began to come out as the day warmed.
This shot reminds me why my arms are sore.
This is going downstream, heading up against the current flowing over the limestone bottom was a different story. As usual, I took my time downstream, yet I passed all seven boats, 4 rental canoes and three kayaks. Seven craft on Juniper Creek. I love cool November days.
I landed about 2:10, just after getting this action shot of a great egret fishing.