At the Park Road bridge, 7:05
Not chickens, so I do not know why they crossed the road.
Off the bike, headed to the Canopy Walkway
Always good to see a rainbow without rain
Back on the ground.
And bike, hawk on Powerline Road
I was wondering where the deer were.
Five of them
Gator at the bridge.
Little Cabin in the Swamp. Not as swampy as it was last August. This is the fourth time I have been in one of the five cabins in the last year. I wonder if there was a cancellation, as I made my reservation on Monday, as in 4 nights before I arrived on Friday.
Had breakfast, bagel and bratwurst. Not just any brat, but Johnsonville cheddar cheese and bacon flavored. Talk about adding to the already perfect food. Although, just having read the ingredients, it is only bacon flavor.
I had picked up a Wilderness Permit during the morning bike ride, and was on the River, launching from the Park Bridge pullover, at 9:30.
Paddling down stream
Tri colored herons would prove to be the bird of the day
Red shouldered hawk.
I was almost to the State Highway 72 Bridge when I realized my Wilderness Permit was in the car. I did not turn back.
I need to check if crested caracaras have two toned wings. If not, this is just a vulture.
Lot of marsh mallow in bloom
Entering Lower Lake Myakka
Coming down, the current was swift. Which meant it would be swift on the way back. Against me. So, I did not paddle south across the Lower Lake.
I did paddle north. This area is often land. Or at least reedy marsh
Back to the River
Tri colored herons have the brownish tint when young. It becomes blue when mature
Saw very few gators. Lots of room to hide with the high water.
Landed at 1:00. Went to the rental concession. Ate a sandwich at one of the picnic tables under the building. Out of the sun. Accessed the slow WI FI. Back to the cabin when it got too hot.
Paddled up River
The same gator
Because I wanted to keep paddling.
No birds seen
Wildlife hard to find in the high water, so lots of scenic shots
But, not for long.
Gator pics from the shore.
7:35, on the bike
To the Bird Walk
Perhaps the sun blinded me to the birds.
Off the Bird Walk, on the bike.
Back at the Outpost. The only paddlers I saw all day were renters coming in and out of the canal. That was earlier, the concession had been closed for hours when I took this picture.
Sun set, full moon out, time to go back to the cabin for dinner.