Jet powered egret
Looking across the canal
Looking across at the hotel
One man's trash.....
To the beach
Not a bad way to spend an hour. Back to the room for a Jose Ole microwave burrito. The room also had a small fridge, with a good size freezer for a hotel. Fit all my water bottles and a half gallon bottle, and more. One shot coffee pot but there also is coffee down the hall. Had to wait for it to be brewed. Also had to want for the internet. It was poor at first, Friday night. Then good, then terrible on Sunday. I think I downloaded one photo. On the other hand, the problem may have been with the laptop. I loaded the backpack and coolers, checked around for anything not packed, picked up the coolers, and went to check out. Thinking, as I took the stairs, it is good I can carry it all in one trip.
Not on the water until 11:35. Spent time looking for the perfect launch spot. 2 pic above with the soon to be drift wood
Instead of paddling out of Mullet Bayou, towards Shell Key, as on Saturday, today, I paddled across, to the camping area.
I wondered if I could paddle through to the next bay. No.
The spoonbill continued its wading, feeding, walk.
Back to Soldiers Hole. Where a large ray burst out of the water maybe 20 yards ahead of me. 4-5 feet across.
Landed at 2:30
I had the road bike but it was windy, and I was lazy, so I did not ride.
If I did, and if I decided to change out of my swim trunks, I would have noticed something.
A brief foray on to the beach. It began to rain, so a good idea not to bike. I got out ahead of the storm, which caused a 51 minute delay in the Buccaneers game.
Arrived home, disappointed the Packers were not on local TV. Even more disappointed when I went to get the last thing in the car. My backpack. It was not there. First thought, it was stolen. Second, did I leave it in the room? Had to dial 411 to get the hotel number. I had left it.
So, back to Treasure Island. 229 miles round trip. A 4.5 hour delay in starting this Tale. Which I completed Friday, in Cedar Key.