Once again, I don't know when I got on the water. For some reason, when I put the memory card in the computer, it downloads pictures, but not video. To get video, I have to download everything directly from the camera. And, the time stamp for all is the time of the download.
I guess it was 9:30-10. First time at DeLeon Springs State Park since January, 2009.
The spring is on Spring Garden Lake. A short paddle takes you to Spring Garden Creek
Tour boat making a wake. Everyone else slowed down
Great egret sort of looks like the swamp lily, two pics above
Black crowned night heron
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A canal, just down Creek from Pontoon Landing. I have gone up it before,but not very far
Missed a pic of a soft shell turtle on the dike. Hurried into the water when it sensed me
At this sign, coming from Pontoon Landing, I always turned left, never right, the direction I walked from today. Not a long walk
Sat for a moment, and went back to the yak
The above pic is where I padddled before. Dead end.
Back to the Creek
Pontoon Landing. The pontoon dock/raft from where it gets the name, as been at Hontoon Island State Park for years. Either an example of inter-governmental cooperation, or, an example of a neighbor borrowing your stuff and not returning it.
Spring Garden Creek is a Manatee Zone from Pontoon Landing to Lake Woodruff. I have never seen manatees here, just near the Spring. I did not paddle to Lake Woodruff this trip.
Paddling up another side channel/canal
A shady respite from the open water of Spring Garden Creek
Where you cook your pancakes at the table.
Late in the afternoon, no wait for a table
Two batters, a white flour, and multi grain. I got both, plus chocolate chips and blue berries.
I waited 15 minutes, and took a dip in the spring.
I know it was 4:30, because the time stamp works on the old camera. Canon has not yet made a waterproof case for the new one.
The wildflowers in the median of Highway 17 are worth a stop.
And, sniff
I have never seen such beauty on the road. I think this is a new think, planting flowers and not mowing the medians. A week later, in north Florida on Highway 441, the median was full of lovely yellow flowers.