The view of our "backyard"
Arrived just before sunset, in time to make camp.
The path where people walk their dogs.
Thankfully, Gerry makes a great fire.
Lotsa pines and weedy grasses.
Turkeys roam free, but are very shy.
The hot springs are 72 degrees, warmer than the air now.
Herons are just wonderful to watch.
Another view of the Wekiwa Springs.
The pines glisten in the sunlight, early morn.
Nightfall, when all is silent except for crackling fires.
The road to exploration...drylands.
Deep in the wetlands the palms are huge.
Spanish moss still clings to dead trees...remains of a previous fire.
Tree serpent...imaginations run wild here.
The long spooky shortcut to the restrooms.
It a Southeastern Lubber...
the only scary creature we saw.
The wetlands, probably where old Tarzan movies were filmed.
A little marsh in the wetlands.
Our pretty little garden in the side yard.
Just a little shower...
and then the blue sky prevailed.
Hints of autumn at the bottom of a sinkhole.
I half expected to see a lion or a zebra here.
In the middle of nowhere someone was thinking about the birds.
Sun down on Wekiwa... before the chill sets in. It was a spectacular place and I'm so glad I could share it with my funny and ever cheerful husband... love you dear!
-Wendy (text and photos)
-Gerry: More Wekiwa posts to follow, covering hiking, biking, and camping.