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Hiking in Ocala National Forest

trail.jpgI fled to Florida with the idea of spending a lot of time on the water, but winds and cold temperatures combined to limit my paddling opportunities.

So I decided to try hiking the Ocala National Forest.

I drove to Salt Springs, where I walked around and checked out the natural spring at the park. But I couldn’t find the trailhead I was looking for at the campground. After realizing it was on the road to the marina, I headed over there and hit the trail.

There’s a 2.5 mile spur trail marked with blue blazes that leads to the orange-blazed Florida National Scenic Trail. I followed the spur and headed south when I came to the national trail, hiking another few miles before doubling back.

It was a great hike through marshes and scrub oak. I didn’t see a lot of wildlife, perhaps because I was out around midday. But the trail is flat and well marked. I didn’t see other hikers, with the exception of a Popcorn Sutton lookalike on the spur trail and a guy who was sitting beside the national trail smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer. I said boy howdy and kept hiking.

One of the highlights of the hike was sitting quietly beside one of the marshes, watching a flock of sandhill cranes fish the shallows. Overall, it was a great day. Even if it wasn’t spent on the water.

More photos.

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Return to Silver Springs

I heard them long before I spotted them.

After scanning the shoreline for a few moments, I saw furtive movements. About 20 rhesus monkeys were along the shoreline. Their shrieking stopped when they saw me, but after they realized I was no threat and no food was forthcoming, the continued playing, squabbling and eating. I let my bow nestle into the vegetation, grew quite and played the voyeur, watching their monkey business and listening to their shenanigans reverberate through the surrounding forest, answered by strange bird languages that struck my ear as something that might come from a mutated cockatoo.

After watching the monkeys for a while, I made my way up to the springhead, giving the gators along the way a wide berth. The springhead is astounding, as much for the Florida tourist kitsch that has erupted around it as for the sweet, transparent water rising up out of limestone fissures. Fortunately, the park is only a small portion of the paddle, and most of it feels more like navigating a Tarzan movie than watching fat Midwesterners gawk at alligators.

This was my second time paddling Silver Springs, and clearly it didn’t disappoint. The weather was perfect — cool and sunny — and I had long stretches of water entirely to myself. The 9.5 mile paddle was sublime, the perfect antidote to the winter gloom I’d fled in Knoxville. Below is a detail of my GPS route at the springhead, and here’s a link to a few more photos from the paddle.

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Headbanging in Florida …


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SCENT OF REMAINS | MySpace Music Videos

Got to catch Scent of Remains while I was in Florida recently. Awesome show, and the bar recorded it. Herbie serves up some tasty solos here. My head still is ringing. Now I know how Jaromir Jagr felt after he got clocked by Ovechkin the other day …