Meanwhile, still out in the Gulf of Florida,
Okay, we'll wade this sweet little tidal creek and then hit the boat for a ride back to Cedar Key.
This tiny creek affords us a unique experience. Normally, a spartina marsh tidal creek cuts through dark anaerobic mud that's deep and about as stable as chocolate pudding. Every step sinks you to your knee and threatens to suck your sneakers off.
Not this one.
It's got a sandy bottom (me too after a day like today) and clear Gulf water coursing through it.
Shuffle your feet and let's go.
Yes, you can go first.
Hey! Marsh periwinkles. Look around, they're on most of the spartina blades. When the tide is out, they cruise the mud slurping detritus, but when the tide brings water and predators, they slip up the spartina to safety.
What kind of predators? Oh, conchs, whelks, black drum, ... stingrays.
Look at those two mullet. Their smooth little fishy brains are freaking out right now. Do we dash ahead into dangerous shallow water upstream? Do we count on our countershading to hide us in this shadow? Do we dash past the humans and into the safety of deeper water? Such a dilemma.
Woohoo! Didja feel 'em go past?! I guess they figured a run between our feet was better than the other options. Gotta love mullet. Everything eats them.
Yet they still jump.
Because they're happy to be here.
The tide is really pouring out of here. We can't stay too long. I left the boat pretty close to FC Beach and Jr is not likely to notice that it needs to be repositioned. If the tide beaches her, we'll be out here way past dark waiting for a rising tide.
Hmmm? Yes, it IS neat out here at night, but that wasn't really in my float plan for today.