Today was another Corkscrew Swamp day. We bought annual passes on our first visit and as of today's visit we have more than broken even. We chose to go in the morning this time and noticed that there are a lot more bird noises in the morning!
The big excitement of the day was this Purple Gallinue. Ron says they are more common on the east coast of Florida but it was causing a lot of attention today. It is beautiful.
How slow do you have to be walking for leaves to fall on you?
Joyce's first swimming alligator! Smooth, silent, and not that slow! It was fun to watch the birds in the area decide it was time to move into a tree as the alligator approaches.
You, the dedicated fans of this blog, have seen Anhingas before but this one is so cool with its reflection.
Here's another alligator, a youngster this time. He looked about two feet long which means he about two years old. He was just laying on a log in the sun, how trite!
That concludes the fauna portion of our blog and we can move on to the flora (Joyce thinks). Above is a golden lichen growth -- is that flora or something else?
This is one of the few colorful bits in the swamp.
And lastly, Joyce doesn't think this is flora or fauna, she thinks fungus might be it's own thing. If she's wrong, let her know, gently.
On Thursday afternoon we got a call that the parts were in and they were ready to complete the repairs on our RV on Friday! That means putting everything away, closing up everything, and heading out by 6:30 a.m. to get to Our Family RV by 8:00! We got there 20 minutes early.
While the work was being done, we went out to breakfast at Perkins and then to a park to sit in the car in the shade, listen to a short (three hour) recorded book, and snooze! When the sun moved, so did we, to another park where we could park in the shade under a bridge and listen to the end of the story.
During our first visit to Our Family RV, Joyce took a bunch of photos of shells and coral at the Shell Factory. This time she rocked her seat back and shot the bottom of the bridge through the open read window of the car. She suffers for her art.
So, Ron was doing laundry (he brought the car with him) and Joyce was puttering around the house. While glancing out the window she noticed more than the usual number of people looking up in the trees (usually it's not more three or four people at a time casually glancing to the trees). Finally Joyce couldn't stand it anymore and went out to investigate.
Well, it turns out that two bald eagles, one mature with a white head and one immature still in brown feathers, had been overhead fighting over a fish. During the fight the fish fell out of their grip and landed about 35 feet from my front door! The crowd was watching the two eagles who were now perched in the trees, presumably waiting for people to go away so they could swoop down and get the fish (shown below).
Joyce would have run for her camera with the telephoto zoom lens, but it was in the car. Ron's big Nikon D200 was in the motorhome so she ran and got that and proceeded through a number of very frustrating minutes because she couldn't get the thing to work. Remembering the battery charger was on the counter, Joyce sprinted to the motorhome again and grabbed the battery that was indeed charging. But still no luck making the camera work. While she gave up on the Nikon and ran for the little camera she carries in her purse, the mature eagle finally took off, circled a few times, and went to look for one of the many other fishes in the ocean.
This immature eagle was still waiting for the crowd to clear.
Occasionally the neck would stick out and the head would turn sideways, probably for a better look at the fish on the ground.
Eventually the second eagle gave up, too, and flew off. When Ron got home Joyce (a) confessed to pressing a lot of buttons on his camera in what became a rather random pattern after a while and (2) asked for a lesson in how to make the dang thing work so as to be prepared for the next photographic emergency!
We ran some errands and dined at Sonny's Real Pit BBQ for lunch. Our errands included picking a spot to live in April. It's expensive here in Florida ($1,050 per month!) but we have a big discount offer for April and/or May of $169 plus electric. That should drop our average cost per night some. We could have stayed right where we are but we are planning to move to a sister resort called The Groves in Fort Myer. It will be back to The Groves for Ron, he lived there for a couple of years previously!
A loyal reader who shall remain nameless but whose initials are "Heide" asked about Ding's nickname. Here's a quote from his biography by David L. Lendt: Darling signed his creations D'ing, a contraction of his last name. "The apostrophe stood for the 'arl' which were left out in order to make a funnier looking signature and in addition to conceal my identity," Darling explained. The name had been used by his father and by his brother Frank before him.
We visited Ding Darling again. This time we found a Snowy Egret having a bad hair day.
The Blue Heron looks as if it were photographed with a flash, but it wasn't. The sun was getting low and caused this lighting.
Joyce is not good at in-flight pictures. She blames her camera. Ron is good at it but when Joyce gets one, she wants to post it. Hence this Brown Pelican flies into the blog.
Ever wonder what it looks like when a White Pelican yawns? It's a pretty scary sight! This pelican tipped his head back and opened his mouth. The membrane in his lower jaw is so thin, you can almost see through it.
The White Pelicans are the largest birds in the Refuge (and the second largest wingspan among U.S. birds following the Condor) and the Snowy Egret is not the smallest, but it sort of looks that way. Later we attended the Audubon lecture series featuring nature photography. [Just for the record, one woman recognized Ron at the RV park and another at Ding Darling, plus the couples he (and I) know from the camera club -- I can't take him anywhere!]