Today is a perfect day for hiking. Cool, sunny, breezy; and I finally got to get off the highway for a couple of miles, walking along the top of the dike which forms the southern boundary of the Everglades.
Problem is, I ended up on the wrong side of the canal with no way back across except a bridge whose access is through a very private-looking Seminole Indian community, or backtracking to the bridge I first crossed, which just wasn't going to happen.
So, I decided to try going
around the village fence to get to the bridge. Got to the channel side, climbed up the steep embankment, and saw the bridge. Excellent. Except that...
The entrance to the bridge is guarded by a beast so foul, so cruel, that no man yet has fought wi' it and lived! Bones of...no, wait, it's only a gator. So after pausing to take this picture, I advanced, tapping my staff in front of me. My foe lost heart and fled to the safety of the water, and I made my way to the bridge, climbed up onto it from the side, and crossed back over the channel.
And here are some beatiful views of the glades, from atop the dike and the road.
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