Sunday, May 20, 2012

Kayaking on the Wakulla River

Put in at the lower bridge. 
I passed many cypress trees

There were plenty of quiet peaceful stretches.

I also passed a few sunbathers who were out enjoying the sunshine.

Still, at times, I felt like something was watching me.

At other times I felt like I was on the set of an old Tarzan movie.

I did get an occasional visitor or two but they left me pretty quickly.

Others slipped into the waves as they saw me approaching.

I finally reached the upper bridge after about two hours of paddling .

Finally, after a 6 mile trip, the end was in sight.