Saw the first manatee of the day in the channel between the island and the west bank. Thought it might lead me to more manatees, but I did not see any more in the waters on the west side of the island.
Not a lot of manatees, that I could see, in the Run. I was expecting more, it got down to the 40's last night. Maybe in the high sixties as I paddled. Had on long pants and a long sleeved shirt. One layer. I saw two other kayakers, in Park rentals. These were the only power boats.
Paddling down Snake Creek, I saw a log with a great blue heron and a great egret. That'll be a good photo, if I get it. But the great egret flew off, as did an ahhinga I had not seen. And, on shore a buck splashed through the waterlogged forest.
It's back there, somewhere. The great blue stayed put.
“If I could have, to hold forever, one brief place and time of beauty, I think I might choose the
night on that high lonely bank above the St. Johns River.”
Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
Landed at 5:20. On a full launch area. Not with boats, just cars. The same group that was there when I last launched from French Ave three years ago, before I got my annual Parks pass. With a fire in a barrel, beer, or coffee in hand, these guys meet after work and shoot the breeze. "Glad to see the St. Johns Beverage and Philosophical Society is still meeting" "More like psychological"