Monday – 20 November 2017
I’ve been camping since I was 15 in the Boy Scouts and have camped in all kinds of conditions all over the United States and Canada but I have to admit I’ve never had a wilder night than in the campground last night. The young ladies with the projection screen attracted a large number of horny males (their words, not mine). It seemed the only way tumescent males can converse is a the top of their lungs, answered by females in the same decibel range.
Fortunately for me, they migrated to a campsite further down from me and then the party really started. The adults were playing bean bag toss while the kids played hide and seek in everyone else’s campsite but their own. I can’t blame the kids, they were just having fun, but the adults neglected any control on the kids and themselves.
It kept getting worse as the night wore on and I assumed the campground host was going to intervene any minute, but he didn’t. Finally around 10:30 pm other campers started screaming at the revelers which only fanned the flames. Threats were made, F Bombs were tossed and threats to call the park manager was made. It finally quieted down around midnight.
I was up around 6:30, made breakfast and was ready to hike by 8:30. I first walked 2 miles along the park road to a bird observation deck. On the way, I stopped a park ranger and related the tale of the campsite. She promised to check with the campground host and if the guilty parties could be identified, talk with them. I told her I didn’t want to spend another night like the last one. It was very close to becoming violent.
At the bird observation deck, you could see in the distance roseate spoonbills, wood storks, and white pelicans. Just before I got there some photographers managed to photograph five immature bald eagles.
One photographer was a retired correctional officer who had brought a neighbor’s son with him for a nature outing and had loaned the young man a very expensive camera. The kid was in hog heaven. The retiree said the kid had no father figure in his life and he was home from school for Thanksgiving and he decided to bring him to the park. He said the kid loved nature, especially reptiles. I wonder if he likes iguanas?
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From there, I headed to the trail head for Myakka River Trail and hiked first to Mossy Hammock primitive campsite and from there to Bee Island primitive camp. The trails are maintained by the Florida Trail society and were well marked.
The intersecting roads not so well. I ended up taking a wrong turn on a road (even with a compass reading) and came out on a trail that added 0.6 miles to my hike. At the end, I hiked 6 1/2 hours today and covered 11.2 miles. Believe me, I am bushed. Fortunately, it was pretty flat and ok walking. Some of the trail was rutted from use but passable. No waders needed.
One thing the park service needs to do is not allow anyone on a four wheeler lay out a trail. During a 3.3 mile stretch of dry prairie, you could tell the trail just meandered around the prairie for fun. I’ll bet the person laying it out just decided to have fun on the four wheeler and that became the trail.
A surprising amount of wild flowers were still in bloom and there was plenty of bird life. I actually met two humans in the middle of the prairie. I told them I wasn’t sure I would see humans again after meandering through the prairie. They looked about as done in as I and I couldn’t tell them they had a very long way to go to get off the prairie.
Low tonight predicted to be 63F with a chance of showers. Tomorrow is 72% chance of rain. I was so tired, I went into Sarasota and ate dinner at some restaurant I can’t remember. The natives have started out restless again tonight. It has been a 3 Advil day.
