Friday, March 25, 2011

Suwannee River Trip & Amelia Island Stop

Sunday morning we met our outfitter in White Springs. He dropped us off at the Rt. 41 bridge with our rented kayaks and overnight gear.



The Suwannee is mostly flat, moving water. This March it was well below flood stage-almost 30 feet below in this section. There was just enough water to make it over the numerous sandbars. With steady but easy paddling we averaged a little over 3 mph. Day one, 12 miles to Woods Ferry River Camp.



Along the nearly 200 miles of the Suwannee you can camp on the banks, in campgrounds, even motels or you can reserve a screen house at one of the many free river camps. Yes, free. The camps have water, electricity, bathrooms and hot showers. Roughing it the easy way.



Our buddy, a stray young female dog. She was nearly starving so we gave her all the food we could spare and we promised her that we would return after we got off the river on Tuesday. We did and with a little luck we found her making the rounds looking for food. We coaxed her into the van with peanut butter and delivered her to a nearby no-kill shelter. No one else would bother to help her, mainly because you have to pay the shelter to cover the vet fees and initial care. We nearly kept her, very sweet and calm, but we knew it was not the best decision for us. She will find a good home.



Way down upon the Suwannee River...



Lots of exposed limestone layers along the banks.



Beautiful sandy benches for camping appear at low water levels.



The only alligator we saw...how many saw us?



Suwannee River Springs, once a popular soaking spot, now in ruins but still pristine and inviting. Springs such as this dot the river throughout it's Florida pathway.



Another bend before an historic bridge.



Holton Creek River Camp, a welcome sight after 18 miles on Monday. Carts are available to haul your gear from the take-out.



Stairways and ramps lead the way from river to camp.



The third day was an easy 13 mile paddle to Suwannee River State Park. As the river travels SW, it get wider and deeper eventually allowing large boat travel. And, sturgeon. Giant sturgeon weighing at over 100 pounds. Philip was lucky enough to see one jump- what a splash! They warn you that occasionally they do land in boats. And we thought snakes and alligators were entertaining!

We spent three nights at the park, which is just outside of Live Oak. Here's a shot of our new addition- a screen room. Since we embarked on our journey we have acquired a windshield sunscreen, sliding door insect netting, our inflatable kayak and this large room. Plenty of room for company now. The sides zip closed just like a tent.



Marsh lilies.



Lupine.



We did two long road bike rides during our stay. Love this sign!



One of the two natural springs we visited, both called Blue Springs. Cool swimming holes. Some have caves that attract divers.



Historic Amelia Island.







We caught up with Cady for dinner at the. Cady works for Outward Bound and lives in the area. We traded paddling stories and enjoyed a delicious dinner at Cafe Karibo.





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Sunday, March 20, 2011

White Springs, Florida

In preparation for our trip on the Suwannee River we drove to White Springs. It's a cute little village with not much left the town's heyday. In the mid 1900's people flocked here from all over to bathe in the therapeutic waters of the natural spring. The railroad even built a special line to meet the demand of the many travelers. Today, the spring is dry, but business dried up a long time ago when people no longer believed in the restorative nature of the waters.



Some stately homes still remain.



The last of the historic hotels in town.



Pretty in pink!



Always a treat...



Americana.



Not sure if the owner of this motel has anything to brag about.



We spent the night at the Stephen Foster Folk Culture Center and State Park. That's a mouthful! Not to be confused with the Georgia Stephen Foster State Park. Despite these honors, Foster never visited either state and made only one trip to the South on the Mississippi River to New Orleans. However, he is fondly remembered as the father of American folk music. I bet you know at least parts of some of his songs. This is the Stephen Foster Museum on the grounds of the state park.



The bell tower, which chimes throughout the day.



Wild azaleas in the park.




The park is host to several festivals including the Azalea Festival in March and the Folk Music Festival in May.

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Saturday, March 19, 2011

St. Augustine, Florida: Happy First Anniversary

Two nights, too little time. Step back in time together in St. Augustine. Enjoy the sights!








































































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