Tuesday is just a lovely warm day high in the mid 70’s, low predicted to be 63 and NO rain! But rain is also predicted for the next two days. Just what we need, more rain.
We need to make a produce run and luckily Detweiler’s Farm Market is not too far away so we head over there in the morning. They have an entire back room of nothing but citrus.
Everyone was back in the citrus room when I took this picture.
Everybody was up at the checkouts or in the section to my left when I took this picture. The entire room is lined with boxes of citrus on both sides. The room is perhaps twice as long as what you see here. Lots of citrus. Local and California depending on what’s in season where.
They also have the largest selection of Bob’s Red Mill products I’ve seen anywhere in the East and yummy locally home made fruit salsas and relishes.
Back at the rig, we put away our purchases and decide to take advantage of the warm weather to see if there are any of the trails we like to hike in the park that aren't flooded
For that I’ll need to put on my faithful hiking boots. These are Vasque boots that are over 20 years old and have seen a lot of miles including the 105 of the AT and nearly 100 miles of other trails done in Shenandoah National Park this summer.
The bottoms and tops of the books are still in amazingly good condition. But the neck has just recently started falling apart. I love these boots and just can’t imagine buying another pair – not yet. So when David says he can fix them with Eternabond. I know Paul Dahl recommends eternabond for lots of things, wonder if he’s ever repaired boots with it? I guess we’ll see how long I can put off the inevitable need to replace them.
All fixed. Thanks David! Now to give them a trial run. Fingers crossed I won’t be heading out tomorrow for new boots.
On our way out of the campground, we walk over to Nancy and Bill’s site to see what they have planned for the afternoon and find that the hair stylist is providing Flobee cuts. Bill has already had his and it’s Nancy’s turn. She’s really brave I think.
We leave them to their work and bike down the road. The first trail on the possibilities list is the one that goes along the river. Now you would think we should skip this trail since it is right along the river which is flooding but it is one of our favorites and the banks of the river have always seemed fairly high to us so we check it out.
At first everything looks fine. Trail is dry.
Then it gets muddy with pools of water ahead but we can walk around this.
It gets more muddy and more wet and now there are some small lakes but we can skirt just around to the left of them.
We just keep going left and left to avoid the water.
Hmmm, where are we now? I’ve never seen a lake this big over here. This is where the river is supposed to be.
Well we definitely can’t walk through there even though that’s the direction I think we need to go.
Things are looking impenetrable. Time to give up and turn around.
Guess we’d be called explorers now.We have no clue where we are. And without knowing that it’s tough to know which way back.
Let’s just find some dry ground and get our bearings All that green out there is marsh.
The jungle explorer tries to find her way.
Still not dry enough.
OK then, success. Dry ground. The intrepid explorers rejoice.
The jungle though dry is just a tad too thick.
We’re obviously not the only ones who’ve been by here lately. Fresh wild hog? Or?
Which way now?
Is this a sign? At least one half of this duo thinks we are lost. Time to make sure we are waking toward our goal rather than away from it.
We think we want to go north. We have a compass so we can know for sure which way is north but for extra assurance that North is the way, we call the Mills Map Checking Service on our cell phone. Luckily, the master map maker answers and assures us that yes, from where we went into the impenatrable Florida interior, we want to go north to get back to the road. So we do. We go around and through and North.
In an amazingly short time then we hear voices and then see a trail. We’d been heading the right way all along. It’s the trail to the Canopy Walk about half a mile or so east of where we went into the woods. All we have to do is follow the trail back to the road and walk the road back to the bikes near the bridge.
Not so fast. The canapy trail is also under water.
The canopy information sign is knee deep in water.But the nature trail that joins it is visible in the other direction and we can walk through its not too deep water and mud to the road.
Back out on the road at the bridge we high five for being lost and found with a little help from our friends and it’s only 4:00.
After yesterday’s exciting exploration, as promised it rains nearly the entire day which means the flood waters will only rise. Wednesday is Clinic day anyway so I drop David off at the clinic for his shot and drive into downtown Sarasota for a visit to the Whole Foods there. Usually I really enjoy Whole Foods but this one is just too small for the number of people in the store. I’m disappointed in their bulk food section which is much smaller than any Whole Foods I’ve been in. They actually have no bulk flour.
It just keeps raining all day. In the evening we watch another episode of the Television production of Outlander by Diana Gabaldon. Those who follow us regularly know that we had read the book aloud. All 900 pages of it. So far I am very impressed with this adaptation. Usually I really don’t like the things done about books I’ve enjoyed but this one is quite good and the 17th century Scottish period costumes are fantastic not to mention the Gaelic and the Scottish brogue.
The results of all that rain are clear as I walk out of the campground for my morning walk down to the Canopy Walk, scene of our exit from Tuesday’s lost and found hike.. This is the entrance to the Campground road and the river hasn’t even crested yet.
The ground just can’t absorb all this water and it continues advancing toward the road
At the bridge the birds have retreated to the trees. I’m surprised to see that these are not the Ibis I was expecting but cattle egrets. I can tell by the golden patches on their foreheads.
I don’t see anything along the banks except this lone gator. Tthe water is as gray as the sky.
At the first turnout, the water continues to encroach even more on the benches and picnic tables. Today only the snowy egret is in the water but the woodpeckers are working out on the trees above my head. While I’m here I hear an alligator bellowing. Must be mating season. They sound like a someone trying to start a motor.
I couldn’t identify this juvenile yellow bellied sapsucker until I returned home and could consult my Sibley Guide to birds.
We had them at the farm but I’d only seen the adults who have a red crown and neck.
There’s no mistaking the Red Bellied woodpecker who scared the young sapsucker off to another tree. Rather a bully I think. There are lots of trees. I see the distinctive horizontal holes of the sapsucker that often encircle a tree.
In a recent comment my daughter Carrie hoped I’d find a roseate spoonbill for her. On my way back to Winnona I definitely spot the pink. But on the road??
This giant roseate is probably the only one I’ll see here in Myakka this year. Nancy Mills in her roseate rain coat is getting pictures of the limpkin by the road. Good thing she has it on since she’s just come out when we pass each other and shortly after I get back to the coach, the rain begins again and continues all day.
Boy can these Limpkins scream.
It’s not raining yet when I walk by my neighbor’s decorations. Reminds me of Disney – It’s a Pirate’s Life for Me. The palm tree and parrots are lit up at night.
So we spend the rest of the day eating and reading. We had a tempeh scramble and hash browns for breakfast and these delicious wraps for dinner.
After dinner, we finish off the evening with dominos at the Mills’ where Bill of course wins. Poor Nancy with all those tiles and there’s Bill with his last one. She’s still smiling.
You can’t tell it from this picture of Bill protecting his dominoes but although he won 5 games, Nancy won 3, Davied won 2 and I managed to win one. That was a serious miracle. Actually I won the fist game and it was all down hill from there.
But lots of laughs none the less.