Down the Wekiva River
Up Rock Springs Run
Turn around point, 10:34.
Refers to the distance from Kings Landing, up Rock Springs Run
Speaking of Kings Landing, a lot of people were already on the water. "A lot" is 10 as I went up Run. Plus campers at Otter Camp and Big Buck. Large group of youngsters at Big Buck.
I timed my return paddle to be well behind the other paddlers. But, that meant people coming down Run caught up to me. One country music blaring asshole who I heard for a long time. I stopped for him to pass. Could not help to say, "You know, the sounds of nature are wonderful" "I'll listen to what I want to, you listen what you want to" I did not say what I thought. Which was, even if I liked what you are listening to, there is a time and place for everything, and this is neither.
I missed this great blue heron in drying pose. I had stopped to let another paddler pass. A woman in the same kind of kayak as country boy. She was quiet. I looked back, an saw the heron.
Landed at 12:30.
Drove to Sand Lake then went for a walk
25 minutes. Vertigo still has my head a little foggy and legs a wee bit unsteady. Good thing kayaking is a sit down activity. More important, I had Dolphins to see.
Wildflowers from the road. If there were any deer, they faked me like Aaron Rodgers did to the Miami defense.