The morning was shrouded in fog, a good day to return to the Suwannee at Bell Springs. The fog lingered until noon. While waiting for the sun to break through, on the bank by Big Shoals whittling a stick, this gentleman startles me. These two couples from Key Largo had arrived in their kayaks on a two day journey from Fargo down to the Spirit of the Suwannee Campground. They asked me the best place to put the kayaks in past the shoals. We chatted a bit and I admired the Native Watercraft canoe one of the ladies was in. I went on downstream where I met up with three other ladies in kayaks paddling down to campground in White Springs. Seems canoes are passe, with kayaks ruling the day.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Up from Largo
The morning was shrouded in fog, a good day to return to the Suwannee at Bell Springs. The fog lingered until noon. While waiting for the sun to break through, on the bank by Big Shoals whittling a stick, this gentleman startles me. These two couples from Key Largo had arrived in their kayaks on a two day journey from Fargo down to the Spirit of the Suwannee Campground. They asked me the best place to put the kayaks in past the shoals. We chatted a bit and I admired the Native Watercraft canoe one of the ladies was in. I went on downstream where I met up with three other ladies in kayaks paddling down to campground in White Springs. Seems canoes are passe, with kayaks ruling the day.
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