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The official photo having been taken, it was time to finish the trail
and attempt to find our way back to dry land, but not before seeing some
real, live aquatic reptiles, Everglades-style! Several opportunities
arose to witness the highly sought-out alligators, but all were from afar
and I’m not exactly sure if that really bothered me – it’s one thing to
get a killer close-up of a ‘gator, but from our current position, it might
very well have taken the entire concept of killer to new heights,
or depths as the case might have been!
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One has to wonder, is the feeding of the wildlife still illegal
even if it was unintentional???
(Wink, wink...)
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Soon enough we did return safely to shore and I must say that my arms
weren’t the least bit sore, so I really don’t know what everyone else was
belly-aching about… Steve and I made sure that all of the canoes
were returned to their respective positions on the racks while lunch was
prepared, and soon we were all feasting on what we later learned had been
our fourth straight day of ham and turkey sandwiches – yummy! I guess
at the time it wasn’t that big of a deal, basically because we really didn’t
have any choice, but I’ll tell you that once we finally did get a few different
options, the entire story changed!
Back on the bus, we were immediately barraged by the song, which
up until this point had managed to stay out of my story, even though it
was played an average of sixteen thousand times each day! The song
in question was Seminole Wind, by John Anderson, and had traditionally
become the official song of the Everglades trip. It was pretty much
a country song, which immediately flagged it for a waste of recording time
in my mind, but everyone else for the most part seemed to enjoy it, so
I tried to keep my qualms to a minimum (for a change!). As much as
I hate to admit it, though, it did slowly begin to grow on me and by the
end of the trip, I was actually able to listen to the entire song without
cringing out in pain! K.C. and I had even talked about creating a
new-age version of the song, with an alternative/punk edge to it, but there
just wasn’t enough time in our days to make it a reality…
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By the end of the trip, Suzy had learned how to play the air-violin
along with Seminole Wind.
She also learned never to trust me when I've got my camera nearby...
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As we returned to camp, it was decided that a second trip to Eco-Pond
was in order. At one point or another, the entire class was to make
an appearance and seeing as Amber hadn’t actually even been there once
yet, it became an obvious choice. Nevertheless, rumors of a small
rain storm were circulating and we all grabbed rain coats just for humorous
intent. Come on, it doesn’t really rain in Florida, does it???
Boy, were we wrong…
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Rob looks out across a marshy field near Eco-Pond
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I was happy to see many new and different creatures during this visit,
alongside the old favorites from before. Oddly enough, the Ibis had
completely abandoned their position in the large tree towards the center
of the pond, however the Little Blue Herons and Tricolored Herons were
out in numbers as always, along with a multitude of ducks and egrets.
Possibly the most rewarding sights that afternoon, believe it or not though,
were the alligators who I actually witnessed in the pond this time!
Up to that point I had seen those guys just about everywhere, but I was
starting to wonder if they ever actually made any appearances at Eco-Pond.
That afternoon we saw several, one of which was apparently pretending to
be a turtle when we first approached – don’t ask!
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By gosh, there are alligators in Eco-Pond!
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When it rains in Florida, it pours, and this is exactly what happened
only about fifteen minutes into our tour of the pond. It wasn’t necessarily
very cold or hard rain and we were more worried about our camera equipment
than anything else, to tell you the truth, but the whole idea of being
soaking-wet wasn’t an appealing one at this point! Another nice thing
about Florida, though, is best described by the thought, “If you don’t
like the weather down here, just wait about fifteen minutes…”
and luckily that’s about all it took to pass us by. Needless to say,
we were both completely drenched because we had pretty much decided to
wait it out, rather than run back to camp like everyone else, but
I do think that staying behind was all and all well worth the wetness.
Some of the most interesting things we saw happened after the downpour,
and between watching the birds taking advantage of the soft ground for
feeding or just trying to dry themselves, it was quite the sight!
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Shortly after I took this picture, the Little Blue and Tricolored
jumped
that
poor, little duck, making off with it's wallet and a very nice watch...
As one of the lesser-told stories from the Everglades, it wasn't a pretty
sight.
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Nevertheless, we did still have a bit of time left before I was supposed
to
help prepare dinner, so we took a few minutes to climb into dry clothes
before the wandering began. Seeing as the next day was to be our
official free day, to deal with however we chose, we all decided
that it might not be a bad idea to actually find something to do!
Although we probably could’ve hacked all day, we were in the Everglades
and thought that it might be best to take advantage of that! After
wrestling my way into my rain pants, rain coat and every other piece of
water-resistant clothing I could find, we were ready to depart.
One recommendation I should make, however, to anyone planning a trip
to Florida in the future – it doesn’t hurt to bring along a full
set of clothes to wear after it rains, and by full, shoes need
to be included!!! Of course, one could assume that I hadn’t taken
this possibility into consideration and thus spent the rest of the day
sloshing around in wet sneakers. Luckily, the rain pretty much gave
up as soon as I had gotten all of my rain gear on, and eventually things
did manage to dry out. The sun finally came up and we were once again
in paradise!
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