This place is usually a sure thing for those irritable, well camoufaged snakes. My goal was to find a smallish (no need to tempt fate) one to get some photos of my snakeproof boots in action.
It was a chilly day, and I hoped I could find one sunning and soaking up some heat. Then, I would irritate him just a little, he would strike at the toe of my boot, I would snap a great action shot ...
Only, it was just a little too chilly, and the mocs were snuggled up somewhere out of sight. Any other day and I'm picking my way through them ... or stumbling in to them.
... there's never a poisonous snake around when you want one.
I'm sure I'll get a chance at that photo on another day, but in the meantime, here's some swampy scenes.
Even here in the subtropics, we get buttressed trees that bring to mind the Amazon's Ceiba tree ... or some of the cathedrals of Europe (the latter may only come to mind if you've travelled or sat through a boring as hell "Art History" class in college).
Winter is still Fall here in North Florida. Leaf color is actually peaking on Sweetgums and Maples, while Hickories and Gums are pretty bare already.
Decomposers posing proudly.
After a while traipsing through this swamp, it became pretty clear that there were not going to be any moccasins out and about. I found this great tree that had fallen and lodged at a walkable angle ... sweet.
Walking up it gave me a new perspective on the swamp beneath me. If there had been more light time, I would have settled in to see what came strolling beneath me. The swamp trees were tall and the sun was low already, which would rule out any decent photos soon.
Plus, I had walked in with the sun at my back and I was planning on using it to walk out, so I didn't stay too long in my lofty perch.