The
young cypress were so densely packed that you
could not have pushed your way through. I
suppose you could go on foot and squeeze between
them for a ways, but when you think of all
the things that may be living in there you
want to reconsider that idea.
Roll
over the picture to see one of the frightening creatures
you may encounter in the swamp.
We were delighted
to find that the wall of trees created an echo. That's
not something you often find in Florida, so we amused
ourselves by making loud noises and listening to them
echo back to us. Well, at least until it occurred to
us that we might be scaring off game and the hunters
might start thinking of shooting US! We shut up and
moved on down the trail.
Continuing
on down the trail we had beautiful views of both
sides. With mile after mile of pretty white
flowers on
one side and the mysterious shadows of the cypress
on the other, we just couldn't bear to turn around
and go back.
White
flowers reached for miles amongst a scattering of
cypress trees.
Ever wary
of speeding airboats, we continued south along the
trail. We figured in case of potential collision
we could dart into the thickness of the cypress trees.
We wouldn't get very deeply into them, but my narrow
little Gheenoe would fit, where an airboat would
not. Luckily, the only time we encountered airboats
we were in a very large open area and they took a
different trail.
A
closeup of the white flowers. We
saw some very pretty and unusual purple flowers,
too, but unfortunately I didn't get a picture
of them. There were not so many of them and
I kept thinking I would be able to get a
picture "later".
