We moved about two weeks ago (again). Our new place looks out on a drainage pond and equestrian field. Although we’ve yet to see any horses, we have seen lots of birds (great egret, ducks, robins, blue jays, parakeets and Mike saw a kingfisher), a few turtles, ubiquitous brown anoles of course, a black snake, and today a coyote. We’ve heard them yowling at night, a crazier sound than domestic dogs, but were surprised to see one out during the day. Pictures and processing by Mike, using the NEX-5N.
The best part about Highlands Hammock State Park was the boardwalks, especially on the cypress swamp trail. The first section has lovely corner benches which is followed by a narrow section with only one railing that keeps your shoes dry, but lets you feel a part of the swamp. The unofficial Florida Hikes trail report described sour orange milkshakes from the concession stand in the park. We walked under some wild citrus trees, but all we found listed at the perhaps open restaurant was standard park lunch fair. Perhaps those are seasonal. Several old oak trees were also noted as attractions on the park maps, but these seemed mostly to be large, knarled, dead stumps.
It was Thanksgiving weekend and there were quite a few people, especially later in the day. Though close to civilization, the route that google recommended was over a longish washboardy dirt road. The primary entrance (at the far side of the park relative to us) was paved, but had oddly painted lane lines and speed humps which left it really unclear where especially eastbound traffic was expected to be.
Mike was having more luck with the wildlife. The rest are his. He also converted these pictures for the blog.
“Inglis Island was developed as part of the construction of the Inglis Lock and Barge Canal during the 1960’s.”(FSP) It was intended to be part of a cross Florida canal system that met resistance from environmental advocates, and eventually was turned into a greenway.
This is new land then, and not always public. There are decaying bits from previous uses. Mike took the trees and hunting table picture and converted the photos for this post.
We also noticed several remnants from hunting of the non-human variety this trip. Mike took the jaw bone picture.
Deer moss? by Mike.
While I looked up, Mike looked down. We heard the trumpets of the sandhill cranes first before they came into view. This was the largest flock of them that we’ve seen.
There were fewer butterflies than our previous visit, but still many fluttering about.
Either a long tailed or dorantes skipper.
Satyr with its wings open.
The rest of these are Mike’s.
Green lynx spider guarding its catch. And watching with many eyes.