Here's the continuation of some of our adventures at Collier-Seminole State Park but, first, check out this awesome shot of the eyeball of Otis in which Wendy has managed to also capture the reflection of the front of the Eurovan.
Barron Collier donated the land for the park. At one time he was the largest land owner in Florida and he was very instrumental in the development of south-west Florida. Men of such stature always get at least one memorial and Barron was no exception. Here's me pontificating in front of the Doric colonnade erected in his honor. I forget what I was saying but I it was probably something ridiculous about two panthers in every pot. There's nothing like a podium for true inspiration.
Beautiful, but I wouldn't want to walk through it.
walking dredge that I mentioned yesterday. This shot is from the operator's stand inside the contraption. The dark blob in the center of the photo is the bucket. It's only a cubic yard and I was trying to make sense of the productivity factor of moving this lumbering beast through the swamp just so the bucket could dredge a yard of earth at a time. I don't know. The link above has more technical information.
Here's the jungle eye view of our campsite. I like to think
that this is what a panther would see as he was trying to
figure out how tasty I might be.
We stopped about halfway and had a picnic lunch on one of the wider sections of the trail.
Walking this trail made me feel like I was Stewart Granger in
'The Last Safari'. I was going to ask Wendy to just call me 'Bwana'
but I kept that idea to myself. Despite the low odds of a panther attack,
the idea is never far from your mind. For a suburban chump like me, this is
high adventure. Ha!
Part of the forest that had suffered a burn-off. These palm
limbs looked like black dragon talons clawing their way out
of the white sand.
What's for lunch?
-The usual suspects.