These are most of the paddlers, as Etta took the photo. It was pretty cold and windy. With Big Ds fleece and paddling jackets added to those of our guests, we headed up the river in search of Mud River. After a bit of exploration we found the river. Along the way some of our guests expressed a desire to see manatees. And, two others expressed a desire to see something other than more marsh grass. So we gave up on Mud River for the day. The prior Friday, I had come down a creek from Rogers Park to the Mud following the directions of paddling guide emeritus, John Ennis. So as we headed up the Mud, I was on the lookout for that creek. Which we took. After a nice lunch at Rogers Park we headed off for the manatees. We found about 6 in Hospital Hole and enjoyed their antics. Then another vote of our guests and we headed up stream on Weeki Wachee.
The Weeki Wachee River.
Sally and Etta enjoyed the huge staghorn ferns hanging over the river.
While Tim enjoyed this tree. (?)
Nice trumpet plant.
Sally again.
And Dan.
The dreaded albino alligator.
And who says we have no seasons in Florida.
Sally's twin.
Tim must have liked this tree.
And someone liked these trumpets.
Donna sure has on a neat hat.
Casey is about to try the rope swing. Here Goes!
And, Dan tries too.And, we had hot cocoa, too.
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