Not from the kayak. From a bench on the seawall. Maybe I should stand up.
That's better
Moved to the floating dock at the old boat ramp for a different perspective
Another vantage point
Went back to bed, but not to sleep. Less than an hour later, back outside for a walk.
I was trying to concentrate on doors
My door. Kind of bland.
Balcony knicknaks
Above 80 at 8:30. Breakfast was inside.
Checked out at 11. On the water at 11:24
Dolphin off Dog Island
There were about 5 of them.
This appears to be new lease site. For clam farming. Or, I was farther out than I thought. Just after I took the picture, a manatee surfaced. Just once. Giving me the Florida Trifecta for the weekend. Alligator, dolphin, manatee.
Shell mound on the unnamed key (as far as I know) south of Scale Key
It was very land. I was ready to land. But, it was low tide. So, instead of landing and having to drag or carry the kayak a long way, I kept paddling.
Wreck in the Number 2 Channel high and dry
Oyster reef I paddle over at high tide in search of roosting spoonbills.
Low tide means wading, not roosting.
Exception that proves the rule
See the pink dot? Spoonbill in flight
I knew I'd find spoonbills
Just a sample of the hundreds of fiddler crabs.
The Point
The Cemetery
Fiddler crabs
Landed at 4:10. The tide was in.
Ready to leave. Well, not ready, but I don't get paid for kayaking and sharing these Tales. I will not reject donations.
I'll be back.
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