Here's me on the anti-climactic south side of Lake Okeechobee
enroute to Pembroke Pines, Florida and Robert Clark's home on Saturday. The highway alongside the lake runs beside a huge berm that obscures any view. So, here's my one view of a famous lake. Look at the excitement in my expression.
On Sunday, I took the opportunity to drive half an hour north from Robert Clark's house to the
Sawgrass Rec Park, just north of the I-75/Hwy 27 interchange. The folks there operate a rec area with a little bit of everything from low-grade zoo with kiddie gimmicks and a camping area of southern legacy vehicle components. They even had the
NASCAR race piped through the tinny speakers. But who's kidding whom? Everyone outside the Jim-Bob
genepool comes here for the
airboat rides. I very much enjoyed my 30 minutes of fun.
About 15 of us Everglades newbies jumped aboard this double-bladed speed demon to do some water donuts on the world's largest flowing river. Yes, the everglades are a freshwater flowing river, the source of South Florida's drinking water, that follows the peninsula's slight tilt southward.
It's been well documented that much of the Everglades is receding. The wind generated by 30 mph on the open water revealed the same environmental stress on my hairline.
As the pilot brought the thunderous engines to life, we jumped out of our no-wake stroll into a good, strong wind that nullified the 90+° heat and humidity of the day.
The pilot provided well rehearsed Animal Planet commentary as we sat still, engines off, waiting for the one alligator that missed the e-mail about alligators being nocturnal.
As we sped along, one Everglades resident strayed into the guy's ear sitting in front of me and then caromed into my shoulder. He remained entwined in my shirt fabric for the remainder of the trip.
And here is quarter-sized brain Al E. Gator who spied us quietly floating from about 50 yards away. He came up and circled a bit and then sat in one spot until Jim Fowler was finished with the narration.
The bottom line is that the scenery in this part of the glades is simple, yet beautiful. $19.50 well spent! HF1
Here's me on the anti-climactic south side of Lake Okeechobee enroute to Pembroke Pines, Florida and Robert Clark's home on Saturday. The highway alongside the lake runs beside a huge berm that obscures any view. So, here's my one view of a famous lake. Look at the excitement in my expression.
On Sunday, I took the opportunity to drive half an hour north from Robert Clark's house to the Sawgrass Rec Park, just north of the I-75/Hwy 27 interchange. The folks there operate a rec area with a little bit of everything from low-grade zoo with kiddie gimmicks and a camping area of southern legacy vehicle components. They even had the NASCAR race piped through the tinny speakers. But who's kidding whom? Everyone outside the Jim-Bob genepool comes here for the airboat rides. I very much enjoyed my 30 minutes of fun.
About 15 of us Everglades newbies jumped aboard this double-bladed speed demon to do some water donuts on the world's largest flowing river. Yes, the everglades are a freshwater flowing river, the source of South Florida's drinking water, that follows the peninsula's slight tilt southward.
It's been well documented that much of the Everglades is receding. The wind generated by 30 mph on the open water revealed the same environmental stress on my hairline.
As the pilot brought the thunderous engines to life, we jumped out of our no-wake stroll into a good, strong wind that nullified the 90+° heat and humidity of the day.
The pilot provided well rehearsed Animal Planet commentary as we sat still, engines off, waiting for the one alligator that missed the e-mail about alligators being nocturnal.
As we sped along, one Everglades resident strayed into the guy's ear sitting in front of me and then caromed into my shoulder. He remained entwined in my shirt fabric for the remainder of the trip.
And here is quarter-sized brain Al E. Gator who spied us quietly floating from about 50 yards away. He came up and circled a bit and then sat in one spot until Jim Fowler was finished with the narration.
The bottom line is that the scenery in this part of the glades is simple, yet beautiful. $19.50 well spent! HF1
2 comments:
The Everglades will never be the same now after your visit. Hey I think that dragon fly was the last species in its phyllum, it's now exstinct, thanks to you??
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My mere human presence frightened another few species into endangered status, I'm convinced.HF1
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