Sunday, December 29, 2013
We are now camped in the Everglades! Officially we are at a
private campground surrounded by the Big Cypress National Preserve,
called Trail Lakes. The campground is only part of the business. They
take pole boat and kayak tours into the Everglades. This time of
year is hopping. All the airboat tour companies we passed getting
here had overflowing parking lots.
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Camping on the edge of the Glades |
After leaving Kissimmee Prairie on the 23
rd, we drove
to Naples, Florida. Checking into the Rock Creek RV Park where we
stayed last Christmas, we spent the next four days with Greg's 93-
year -old Dad. We had great weather, good food, lots of watching
Gunsmoke and Bonanza, and an interesting time as he reminisced about
the vessel he captained during WWII. We were also serenaded on
Christmas Eve until one in the morning by drunk French-Canadians in a
campsite near us, shout-singing Frank Sinatra songs. Merry Christmas!
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Christmas at Dad Siegner's |
Our last day there, we put the rig into the Mercedes dealer for
routine maintenance. The work was done fine, but upon returning to
the RV park, we discovered that the quality control test driver had
taken a turn so quickly that one of our large kitchen drawers had
flown out, spilling its contents, mostly lots of jars of herbs and
spices, and broken the drawer supports. That was bad enough, but they
didn't tell us. We discovered the drawer on the floor sitting on top
of my clothes storage bag, as we crunched cloves under our feet.
We took it back to show them the next day and they told us to go
to the RV dealer in Fort Myers, and send them the bill. We spent our
departure day driving back north to Fort Myers. The RV dealer no longer serviced Winnebagos and told us
to go to Home Depot for the parts. We could have saved ourselves the
drive. Now Greg has work to do.
It was getting late, and we didn't want to go back to an expensive
park in Naples, so we drove to Collier-Seminole State Park southeast
of Naples, on the edge of the Everglades. Their campground was full.
Apparently Floridians and a few out- of- staters camp over Christmas
week. We were offered an overflow space, which was the parking lot of
the boat basin, surrounded by mangrove swamps. The park closed at
sunset, so we had the best spot in the park, all alone across three
spaces along the water. Score! We sat out in our chairs and watched a
beautiful sunset until the mosquitoes descended! From 0 to 60 in a
very short time! Later inside, we discovered that the lights
attracted the no-see-ums who squeeze through the screens, so we kept
our lighting low.
The next morning we awoke to a croc right next to the boardwalk,
and a beautiful great blue heron across the basin. Knowing that there
were no spaces in the campground available, we thought we would be
smart and pay for another night or two in the overflow lot. No
hook-ups, but Greg hauled water from the picnic area restroom spigot,
and we could dump tanks at the campground. It was working for us, but
not for them. We were welcome only one night, and were handed a list
of places to call for a space. We made calls to the Big Cypress
National Preserve which has several campgrounds. No room. We needed
to stay somewhere we would have cell phone connections, as
unfortunately we were still in the midst of an insane real estate
debacle over the condo we are selling. (As of today, we have it back
on the market, but had to hire an attorney to deal with the
“expletive deleted” buyer who didn't show up for settlement
twice, as well as causing other problems I will decline to discuss
for now!)
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Overflow parking - we made it the best site in the park! |
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Mangrove Swamp around the boat basin |
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Huge spider web in the Mangroves |
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Sunset from our camp |
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Kathleen's croc buddy |
The Trail Lakes Campground another 30 miles east toward Miami,
called us back and said they were jam packed, but had a cancellation,
so we stowed the rig and drove deeper into the Everglades. We had to
take our chances on connectivity. We pulled into a crowded parking
lot and entered their office which was a store, tour and camping
reservation desk, and a roadside zoo. Inside were many alligator
items. The host told us there were no problem gators. If they were,
they were soon dinner, and apparently, heads, necklaces, keychains,
gator feet, and jawbone knives!
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We saw a Florida Panther...made out of fiberglass |
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No "Problem Gators" here |
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Gator tooth trinkets |
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Rental Chickee |
The host led us on his bicycle to the backside of the park where
we can gaze out over the Everglades. He informed us that on occasion
gators, Florida panthers, deer, and bears can be seen there. As long
as the breeze kept up we were able to sit outside and enjoy the
“ambience” until the sun got low and the bloodsuckers showed up!
Our neighbors are using old trailers for hunting cabins. On our
walks around the park we found various swamp buggies parked. Late
morning all the hunters came back. This park is a crazy mix of old
rigs and new, residents from all over the country, especially the
colder states, lots of Florida hunters, and some Europeans with
rental RV's mixed in. We walked up to the store and checked out the
“zoo”. We had free admission since we are camping here. I didn't
want to stay long. It was the usual assortment of tropical birds,
snakes, turtles, and a tortoise, in small cages. I must say the
snakes scared the heck out of me. There were a half dozen huge
southeast Asian pythons and boas. The birds looked unhappy,
especially the one screaming at the top of its birdy lungs for
attention. I really hate these places. This is “Old Florida” writ
large.
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Judging by all the swamp buggies, many of our neighbors are professional hunting guides |
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Goldie, a Reticulated Python, was an abandoned pet, rescued from a Miami mobile home 5 years ago |
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Now she weighs 350 pounds and eats roadkilled raccoons |
They also proclaim themselves the Skunk Ape Research Center. There
is someone here who has been researching it for 30 years. There is a
DVD for sale with filmed footage of an upright ape who looks a bit
like Bigfoot. Hmmm...
It's rained on and off today. The temperature is near 80 degrees
and the humidity is 99%. We finally put the air conditioning on in
hopes of drying things out. Greg is having a fun slow day streaming
old movies, and I am catching up on the blog. Tomorrow we will drive
east and then southwest to Everglades National Park and spend New
Year's Eve drinking bubbly and gazing at the stars, while enjoying
the solitude and the tropical breezes!