Kayak Paddle Tales and Birdography
Saturday, December 31, 2005
View of the Withlacoochee
I haven't been out paddling for awhile; we've taken some time off work and have been catching up on lots of stuff that needed doing, in addition to lots of fun stuff (but not paddling). Today we spent the day at some (undeveloped) property that we own on the Withlacoochee River, mostly getting drinking water (from a community well, not the river!) in there via pipes and faucets (done!). It was a long day, and when we were ready to come home I went down by the water and got this picture.
I know, not an official paddling picture since I never left the shore, but it's been awhile since I've posted--just wanted to let you know I'm still here....
I have a paddling/camping trip planned for next Tuesday/Wednesday. Stand by to see if that happens....
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Back to the Wacissa
Since paddling times are limited to afternoons, when the air temperatures have warmed up somewhat (we are having an unseasonably cold winter here in north Florida!), it seems that I will be doing most of my paddling at the Wacissa until (assuming) this area warms up--it's closest to my home and so allows for the longest time on the water.
I got there at 2 pm. One truck in the lot with a boat trailer, one pickup. I saw the power boat that presumably went with the trailer ahead of me when I set out, and I never saw another human once it disappeared in the distance.
Nice day. I was warm enough in my paddling pants and black long-sleeved Duofold first-layer pullover top (how's that for a Cussler-esque description?) till about 4, when I had to put on a fleece jacket, and shortly after that I took out at the ramp. Most of the trees around here lose their leaves over winter and since we don't have any snow to blanket the landscape, we have vistas of gray and brown during these months. Fortunately, the color green is alive and well on the Wacissa.
For awhile I encountered a lot of very shy birds. In fact, most of them did this when I approached:
I drifted downstream (the put-in for this river is at the headsprings so it is downstream-only to start) for awhile. I saw an ibis fly into the inlet to Blue Spring so I followed it, where I was able to get some pictures of it.
And this heron was back there--based on the location and its indifference to my presence, I'm going to guess that maybe this is the same one as pictured in the trip report below this one.
When I got to the end, I parked in the horticulture and decided to engage in more Fun With The Camera's Panorama Function. This is what the spring area looks like--that's a raft that gets used during summer by people swimming in the cool spring water:
A little farther downstream I came to a large egret poised on a branch enjoying the warmth of the sun. I always feel a little conflicted about paddling over toward birds that are just trying to relax and get a little peace and quiet...this one did not seem to mind my presence. I have no idea what's going on with the foot action here--and it does have somewhat ugly feet, though that might be just my opinion...
I took a long time to cover the first mile of this river; you see a lot more if you slow down, I find. The sun goes down quickly, though, and it can get a bit chilly so I turned around a little after that first mile and headed back upstream.
And that's when I saw them.
I saw them long before they saw me, they were busy gamboling in the water, fortunately fairly far from shore. The good news was that I was going upstream so I was not zooming toward them in the current, with no way to quietly slow my progress; the bad news was that as soon as I put the paddle down and picked up the camera, I would begin to move away from them and drift back downstream. I made two powerful forward strokes to propel myself and then switched the paddle for the camera. They saw me do this.
They freaked out.
Interestingly, they didn't swim away from me upstream, but rather swam downstream, passing next to me, all the while alternating between swimming and stopping to stick their heads and necks out of the water and barking at me. "Who are you?" "What are you?" "Where did you come from?" "What are you doing?" "Go away!"
It was really something. I saw two otters last time but they were on shore and I only got glimpses. I don't know if I will be this lucky again, it was such a fortunate combination of elements here. And here are the pictures I got out of it.
And as they got farther away, I got this last one:
A really fine day on the river.
I hope you all enjoy the holidays! Stand by for the next trip. Hopefully our weather will return to normal soon and stop this nonsense of cold days and overnight freezes!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
A Perfect Day on the Wacissa
Two paddling trips in as many days--doesn't get better than that! And what a great paddling day! I almost didn't go out for a paddle today, I was going to go shopping for thoughtful gifts for others for Christmas (can you imagine? What was I thinking?) (just kidding, I will devote all day tomorrow to purchasing thoughtful gifts for others).
I got to the parking lot at about 1:30. There was a truck with a boat trailer there and an SUV with a kayak carrier on top. The power boat passed me within 5 minutes of my leaving the ramp, and I passed the paddler about 30 minutes later, and that left just me on the river.
Me and the birds.
I don't always go into the inlet that leads to "Big Blue," a large springs there, but I decided to today. It's very pretty in there.
There is a huge American flag that hangs down about halfway in. I don't know who put it there--it's been there as long as I have been going to this river--but they might want to know that it is all wound around the rope that supports it. Someone had put a Confederate flag below it, and that has been completely torn off. To be perfectly honest, while I am as patriotic as the next person, I did not miss the giant flag hanging down, all but obscuring the view of the tree tops and upper half of the inlet... It's so high up I'm not sure how they (whoever they are) are going to fix it.
A tricolored heron was sitting on a branch close to the entrance to this inlet.
He just watched me go by. Birds on this river are not nearly as shy as birds elsewhere often are.
The current is very slow near the headsprings so it is easy to just drift along and watch the banks. One of my favorite features of this river is that you can let yourself become completely absorbed in watching the shoreline or looking into the trees without having to worry about encountering an underwater obstacle that will unbalance you. At least not for about 2 miles, anyway. There are a few rocks on the right side past the two-mile mark.
I saw two otters! This was really exciting and a first for this river. I paddled over to the edge where they were, through overhanging tree branches, but the one on the bank had left. A small one poked its head out under a log lying nearly on top of the water and made otter sounds at me. No luck getting a picture, but it was great fun to see them.
Shortly after seeing them, I passed the paddler. We said hi and nice day and then I mentioned that I had just seen two otters. He said he had seen four of them farther downstream. I hoped to catch sight of those, but no such luck.
I passed another of those sandpiper birds that I spotted recently on Lake Talquin. This is new for the Wacissa, I've never seen them here before.
The current was getting swifter as I went and I prefer a lighter current so I decided to turn around. There weren't as many common moorhens out today as usual. Even though these birds can be seen everywhere, I really like them. Since this one was right in front of me when I made my U-turn, I decided to take its picture.
Fairly uneventful paddle back upstream through the current. There were lots of egrets out today, more than usual. This one kept flying just ahead of me and perching in the water till I got near, then it would take off again. I guess it got tired of this, or just decided to finally let me get a picture of it. Pretty bird.
A little while later I passed another tri-color heron fishing in the horticulture:
And finally, before getting to the boat ramp after being out about three hours, I saw a turtle over to my right. I've seen a lot of turtles on logs before but I think this might be the only time I've seen a turtle on a tree.
It had been awhile since I last paddled this river. It's the closest paddling place for me, and I will be going back again soon. Stand by.
Monday, December 12, 2005
I had planned to go to the Wacissa today, but I got inspired by another local blogger, pineyflatwoodsgirl, to give Lake Munson a try. She had been out there on Sunday and had seen a variety of birds, including wood storks. I've never seen a wood stork.
I got there at about 2:30. All the website directions said to turn right on Munson Landing Road, which deadends at the boat ramp. And indeed, before you get to Munson Landing Road, you see one of those brown boat ramp signs. So I did that.
Here are the features of the boat ramp:
There is only enough parking for 4 cars, if they are very close together.
There are no facilities.
There is only a concrete ramp with no soft launching area.
There is a great deal of thick bright-green stuff at the edge that you must step in to launch. If this were in a movie, it would be toxic.
But these are the things that you encounter and learn about when you go someplace for the first time. I was wearing my SealSkinz waterproof socks with a liner and I had them pulled up high so hopefully I won't become radioactive or anything. The story on this lake is that evidently in the 1990's it was Florida's most polluted lake, as it received all the wastewater runoff from TLH. Then a few years ago the city remedied the runoff problem and drained the lake and scraped all the foul stuff off the bottom and then refilled it. And so it is now a fishing lake, and the wildlife have returned (I gather they didn't so much leave as die off when they lived on the polluted version). It's a nice size for paddling, 255 acres
The water is still a long way from looking pristine, but in fact it doesn't look much different than Lake Talquin; it's just not the Wacissa. But I digress. I launched and paddled out of the green gunk. After I cleared the trees at the ramp, I saw a wonderfully wide boat ramp to my left a little way around the curve of the inlet, with grass on either side and what appeared to be a spacious parking area at the top, along with a small building. A truck was parked there with some men walking around it. I paddled over there. It was a Leon County (Tallahassee) truck. I pulled up to the nice (non-green) sandy area next to the concrete part of the ramp and got out. The little building was restrooms. I walked up the ramp to the guys and I said "I just put in at the really scuzzy ramp over there--what is this place? Is this public?" They said yes, it was a public park. I said great (file under Things I Would Have Liked to Have Known An Hour Ago), and asked how to get there, and they said it was the road after Munson Landing and that it had a park sign at the corner. Ok, good to know for the future. Too far for me to get out there and walk back to the car, but I'll know for next time.
It is SO peaceful on this lake! I was the only boater on the water. I saw kingfishers, great blue herons, egrets, limpkins, ibis, cormorants, anhingas, and wood storks. I did not get pictures of all or even most of them--those birds are shy! There are houses lining the side for awhile if you turn right coming out of the boat ramp (either one), but then you get to an unpopulated area, which is where all the birds are.
First one I saw was a limpkin in a cypress tree (the cypress trees are a neat orange color right now). So I put the paddles down and picked up the camera and got this.
Well, then I kept on drifting slowly, waiting for it to fly off, but it didn't. I ended up drifting right underneath it, while it just watched me (ok, not all the birds are shy there).
So then a little later I saw two ibis along the shoreline. I snuck in between cypress trees to take their picture, but they kept ducking behind trees--these birds are good at that! I'll catch up with the ibis on the next trip.
The edges of this lake are very pretty. I think it would be possible to get out if necessary.
And then I saw them--the reason I had gone in the first place. Wood storks! Two, in a tree. They have a very distinctive profile when sitting in a tree, I noticed, and so that makes them easy to spot and distinguish from egrets. Just as I got the camera up, they flew away. They are beautiful when they fly. They are big, and they have black at the edges of their wings, which is just striking when seen from beneath. It's too bad their heads are so ugly (IMHO). I figured that getting a picture of a wood stork was going to be my new challenge.
So I'm paddling along, deciding whether to return to the sunny side of the lake--it's still a bit nippy here, particularly out of the sun in the afternoon. Tried to get another limpkin picture but it wasn't cooperating, kept hiding behind cypress trees. I looked up in a tree and lo and behold, another stork. I got two pictures before it flew off, one isn't too bad:
Strange bird. Gorgeous body, bizarre head.
It was about 4:30 then so I headed toward the green boat ramp. There were more cormorants and anhingas on this lake than anything else; this little guy was all by himself on a log in the middle of the lake.
I took this one after I was all loaded up, from the boat ramp that I won't be using again.
I only covered half of the lake. I'll be going back again soon--I'd like to get there earlier and wouldn't mind if it was just a bit warmer--surely our little rainy cold spell we are having will pass eventually. This is a really super paddling lake.
Still planning to get to the Wacissa again soon. Stand by.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
A short, cold paddling trip on the Wakulla
Well, I hadn't been out for quite some time so I thought I would take a little trip over to the Wakulla. I know that temps in the low 60's would seem downright balmy to several readers in northern climes, but down here in Florida, and particularly after we finally got acclimated to near-100-degree weather all summer, it felt a bit nippy. Ok, fine, we're wimps. But enough about the weather.
This was a short trip. But, as with this time last year, the birds were out on the river. Makes me want to get back to the Wacissa as well, since that's basically the bird river.
This is the only time of year that I have seen ibises in any numbers on the Wakulla, including a juvenile.
There were not many other paddlers on the river and only a few cold-looking fisherman. One pair of paddlers must be from even farther south, as they were dressed in bulky down and fleece. Reminded me of that Peanuts cartoon that has one of the characters saying "Have fun? I can barely move!" from the clothing constrictions.
This egret looks a bit chilly itself, though, perched way up in the top of a tree.
I did not go all the way to the upper bridge as I had not hit the tide time right and I also didn't want to spend that much time on the water. This river is always a joy, though, regardless of the ambient conditions.
I turned around about 3/4 of the way to the top, past the Mysterious Waters dock but not as far as where the river forks into the two routes to the upper bridge (I creatively call them the "left way" and "right way"). Just at the spot where I pulled my U-turn, an anhinga was drying its wings in a tree, so of course I had to take its picture.
More egrets and ibises on the way back.
And then for the payoff of the day. A few months short of a year since I saw the last one from close enough to get a picture, a male wood duck crossed my path. It's not a great picture and there's only one--he was moving along at a nice clip. They are so impressive-looking.
And then back home to warm up, maybe build a fire in the fireplace, even. The weather doesn't look good for more paddling for at least another week, but I will be back out the first day I can shed my cold-wimpiness, bundle up, and head out. It might be time to buy some paddling gloves.