Zion Canyon Photo Essay

Zion Canyon Photo Essay; or, Wonder Woman Meets Zion Canyon

Susan (a.k.a. Wonder Woman) and I were exploring Utah’s Zion Canyon this week, thus the Zion Canyon Photo Essay. It was hard cutting it down to this number of photos.

Wonder Woman in a narrow cut in Zion Canyon.

Wonder Woman in a narrow cut in Zion Canyon.

Everywhere you turn here stunning scenery faces you, nearly overwhelmes you. Cliffs in excess of 1000 feet have been cut through the red Navajo sandstone by the diminutive Virgin River. It’s easy to be inspired here. It’s easy to take a lot of bad photos. You have to learn to develop a feel for what works and what doesn’t. I certainly have not figured it out yet.

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Slickrock formation, Zion National Park

One morning we walked along the river, headed for the top of a mesa. Clouds of gnats hovered above the water. Hummingbirds were working feverishly, fattening up on the bugs. Fascinating to watch- we’d never seen the birds do this before.

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Mule Deer buck in velvet.

Springdale, Utah, is the best example of a town catering to tourism that I’ve ever seen. It’s tasteful. There are a dozen choices of good restaurants. Every art gallery we visited, and there were nine or ten, had museum-quality work on exhibit.

And of course there’s the incredible scenery presented by the Zion Gorge.

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Petroglyphs in Zion National Park.

The two best things we did in my opinion was 1) to hike up to Hidden Canyon, and 2) to go canyoneering up into the Virgin River Narrows.

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When we first started up the Hidden Canyon trail the opportunity came to shoot another moonset.

 

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Susan on a narrow ledge. It’s a long way down.

 

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Susan on an even narrower ledge. It’s an even longer way down.

 

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A sandstone formation in Hidden Canyon.

 

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Susan in the Narrows Canyon. It was a magnificent experience for both of us.

 

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Near the end of our hike up the Virgin River.

I learned that when photographing cacti you must be careful not to touch them, or you quickly become a pincushion.

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Prickly pear pad- stay away!!

Life is great and I love my work!

Life is short. Go Adventuring!

John Kumiski

Home- Spotted Tail Outdoors and Travel

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Bryce Canyon Hiking- a Photo Essay

Bryce Canyon Hiking

This is not going to be much of a fishing report. But there are some nice pictures.

On Sunday and Monday Susan and I were at Ken and Cindy’s farm in Missouri. I fished in their pond for a little while on both days, using the crude, ugly flies I tied using their dog’s hair.

On Monday I caught a catfish on the doghair streamer. I don’t know who was more surprised, the fish or me. Ken wanted to eat it. I got a bass with the ugly pipefoam popper. We had it and the catfish for dinner.

Tuesday I photographed the sun rising over our airplane. We got on in Kansas City and got off in Las Vegas. We rented a car and got out of there.

Sunrise, Kansas City airport.

Sunrise, Kansas City airport.

Tropic, Utah is where I sit as I type this. There is a fishing guide not far from here. I stopped by the shop, which was locked. It looks pretty desert-like around here though- lots of dry washes. Don’t know how much fishing there is, and probably won’t be finding out.

Wednesday Susan and I stopped at every turn-out along the road in Bryce Canyon National Park.

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A hoodoo.

Thursday we hiked along the rim trail for a couple miles, then hiked down into the hoodoos along the Navaho Loop.

 

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Along Bryce Canyon’s Rim Trail.

 

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Row upon row of spectacular hoodoos.

 

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Ravens apparently don’t fear falling.

 

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A fish-eye view of the Bryce Canyon amphitheatre.

 

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View from the rim, again.

The trails there are the most manicured trails I have ever seen. The only thing missing was the guy with the broom like they have at Disney World. That having been said, fantastic, awesome, incredible, and similar words do not adequately describe the scenery there. My photos don’t do it justice either. I didn’t have time to hang around waiting for perfect light, just had to take what God gave me. The weather was brilliant.

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The trail among the hoodoos.

 

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Sue, in a hoodoo.

 

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Could it get any more spectacular?

 

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Hiking on the Navajo Loop trail.

 

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Susan on the trail.

 

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Is that Wonder Woman?

 

We went to the evening astronomy talk. After the talk ended we waited in line to look through a telescope. It was pointed at Saturn. The rings and three moons were plainly visible. It was very humbling to see another planet that clearly.

Friday we went hiking in Dixie National Forest, in Red Canyon. Real trails. Real spectacular. Awesome weather. Fantastic day. Hoodoo you love?

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A hoodoo in Red Canyon.

 

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I don’t understand how these totems stay upright.

 

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Along the Arches Trail in Dixie National Forest.

 

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Hoodoos along the Arches Trail.

 

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Looking through an arch along the Arches Trail.

The bark of a ponderosa pine smells delicious, like butterscotch. You have to put your nose right up against the tree to smell it.

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This tree smells delicious.

At the National Forest visitor center a gentleman had a telescope set up. It was pointed at the sun. When I looked through I could see solar flares and prominences. This wasn’t a photo in a book, it was happening in real time. If Saturn was humbling, this was a mega-humbler. What an incredible, miraculous thing existence is!

Life is great and I love my work!

Life is short. Go Hiking!

John Kumiski

Home- Spotted Tail Outdoors and Travel

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A Florida Photo Essay- A Day on the Water

Florida Photo Essay

Sometimes, when you go fishing, you don’t find many fish. So it was when I went to the St. Johns River this week.

Fortunately I brought my cameras. I managed to find a few images instead. I present some here for your perusal.

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The lower Econlockhatchee River, a lovely stream.

 

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This Snowy Egret has its breeding plumage on.

 

I found a place where several roseate spoonbills were roosting. I was quiet. They were tolerant. I was able to get some photographs and leave. They never flew away.

 

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Florida has about one and a half million cattle, and ranks tenth in the nation in beef production. Cows, however, do not make intelligent photo models.

 

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Moooooo!

 

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Horses are a little smarter than cows but still aren’t interested in modeling. Thank goodness for cabbage palms.

 

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I thought this was the strongest shot of the day.

 

What would a Florida photo essay be without a sunset shot?

 

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John Kumiski
http://www.spottedtail.com

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the everglades- an excerpt

the everglades

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First Trip

My first trip to the everglades was a five-day canoe trip in March 1980. A friend from Massachusetts and I drove down for spring break. We dropped the boat into Coot Bay Pond and paddled to Cape Sable, then back to Flamingo. I think we saw four other boats during that time. It was a wild, unforgiving place- hot, no fresh water, bad bugs, hellish sun. There was no one around. If you had a problem you were on your own.

I loved it.

The birds were incredible. We caught a chunky fish with a big spot near its tail. We didn’t know what it was but we ate it. It was good.

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the birds were incredible

We left the Joe River chickee at dawn one morning. We had to catch the last of the tide to the Gulf. We got to the mouth of Little Shark River just after sunrise, at almost dead low tide. Tarpon rolled everywhere. I’d never seen one before. Each fish we saw just added to the magic and excitement of the moment.

Three hit my Rebel. Of course, all jumped right off. It was a watershed moment for me in my fishing career, simply a spectacular, unexpected, amazing event.

In spite of all the fish we had to keep going. There were many miles left.

When we got to middle Cape Sable there was a small aluminum skiff beached there. The lone fisherman walked the beach, casting. Not much was said at first.

The moon must have been at the right phase because the current ran so hard off the point that a whirlpool had formed. You didn’t need to be Joe Brooks to know that fish were there. I cast a jig over and over but did not get a bite.

Read the rest at http://johnkumiski.com/the-everglades/

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http://www.spottedtail.com

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Canoeing in Maine

Canoeing in Maine- A Memoir

Prologue

Jim bought the canoe- an Old Town Tripper. I believe he came up with the idea to go to Maine, too, a great idea. It gave meaning to life- something to look forward to besides the day-to-day grind of grubbing for grades, wondering about where the next buzz was coming from, and the usually spectacularly unsuccessful personal get-together attempt with that cute freshman co-ed in history class. Let’s face it- school was a bitch.

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Down River

We always got up early to beat the wind, to see more wildlife, to be out at a beautiful time of day, and so we could knock off shortly after noon. The fact that we went to sleep as soon as it got dark may have had something to do with it, too. Anyway, it paid off handsomely one magical morning.

We were on the river shortly after sunrise. Mist was rising off of the water, and the grouse were drumming, sounding like distant artillery. We simply sat in the canoe, motionless, listening and looking, soaking it all in, letting the river carry us.

Some movement up ahead on the bank caught my eye. A lovely young woman, dressed only in a man’s dress shirt, was at the river’s edge getting water. She never became aware of our presence until I murmured, “A woodland nymph … ”

Startled, she looked up, then smiled at us. She was so beautiful it hurt. I wanted to marry her then and there, I was so in love. But the river carried us inexorably onward, and the moment passed.

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Birds of the Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge- A Pictorial

Birds of the Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge

Part of my “take some time to smell the roses” approach to fishing includes enjoying the many species of birds one sees in the places where we fish. Understandably, many species of birds aren’t very fond of human intrusion. Those birds are difficult to photograph. Other species are rather diminutive, likewise difficult to photograph.

I don’t consider myself to be a birder, so I don’t go crazy trying to get the really tough shots. Birds are beautiful though, and make some awesome photos. While there certainly are better photographers out there, here are some of my personal favorites.

All of these species of birds are commonly seen on the Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge, where most of these shots were taken.

 

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Anhinga, also called the snake bird or water turkey.

 

 

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Bald Eagle

 

 

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A great blue heron scores a snack.

 

 

 

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Coots taking off from a marsh pond.

 

 

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Double-Crested Cormorant

 

 

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Spoonbills and ibis feed in the marsh.

 

 

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Green Heron, in the marsh.

 

 

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A gull stretches its wings. They were on a bar in the Banana River Lagoon.

 

 

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Gulls will form dense flocks.

 

 

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Peeps! I can’t tell them apart.

 

 

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Only brown pelicans can epitomize both grace and awkwardness at the same time.

 

 

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Brown pelicans at rest.

 

 

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Snowy Egret

 

 

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Roseate Spoonbill

 

 

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Spoonbills stretching.

 

 

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Black Vultures

 

 

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White ibis feeding, Banana River Lagoon.

 

 

John Kumiski
http://www.spottedtail.com

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Spotted Seatrout- A Pictorial

Spotted Seatrout

My favorite time for Spotted Seatrout fishing happens when the water gets cold and the big trout sun themselves over white potholes in the grassy bottom. Wait, that’s right now, man!

You can sight fish spotted seatrout now. The flies that work best are unweighted streamers. My favorite flies though, are surface flies- gurglers and poppers.

You will have by far the best results if you get in the water and wade. You will need waders- the water is cold, remember?

Although a big one will pull line off the reel, generally Seatrout do not pull very hard. They jump only rarely. Frankly, they’re not terribly exciting to catch, unless you get a real big one or you get them on a top-water lure. That visual strike is usually the best part of the fight.

Below are some of my favorite images of spotted seatrout. I hope you all get a chance to catch some nice ones of your own this winter. Please carefully release those big ones, too!

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Son Maxx with a trout he caught many years ago in Everglades National Park. The fish took a DOA Bait Buster.

 

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A few years later Maxx and Mike Brown got this seatrout double in the Indian River Lagoon. DOA Shrimp did the trick this time.

 

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Mr. DOA himself, Mark Nichols, with a handsome Indian River Lagoon seatrout.

 

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An unweighted streamer fooled this big Mosquito Lagoon seatrout.

 

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Vic Attardo and son Alex with a Banana River Lagoon seatrout double.

 

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Capt. Chris Myers with a handsome seatrout from Mosquito Lagoon.

 

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This seatrout nailed a gurgler.

 

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This trout nailed a foam popper, and chewed it to pieces.

 

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Black Drum Images- A Pictorial

Black Drum.

Thanksgiving blessings to all. The holiday lies a few hours off. To central Florida fly fishers that should mean black drum begin appearing on shallow flats of the Banana River Lagoon.

We sight fish for these brutes, using seven-weight (some folks like more rod) fly rods with such flies as black Clouser Minnows, black bunny leeches, or Merkin crabs in brown. My preference is for size two hooks. a 1/5oth ounce lead eye. Weed guards are essential.

First you search for the fish. There are no guarantees you will find them. Sometimes it’s a long day, lots of water covered, nothing to show for it.

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Searching for black drum in the Banana River Lagoon.

Sometimes, though, you hit the jackpot.

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John Thompson with a big black drum.

The best days for them are warm and sunny with little or no wind.

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The first time Barry Kent fished with me he got this black drum.

The water is cold though. You need waders unless you’re tough.

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Greg Ritland fights a black drum.

Many moons ago I brought one of my students, a seventh grader, fishing there. He had a brand new fly rod. This is the first fish he caught with it.

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Matt Van Pelt broke in his new fly rod with this fish. He’s in his thirties now.

No one will mistake these fish for a bonefish or a rainbow trout. But they are probably the largest tailing fish in North America, reaching sizes over 100 pounds.

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It’s a face only a fisherman could love,

My good friend Rodney Smith and I had a banner day on drum one time.

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Rodney Smith, when he had time to go fishing.

Another good friend, Rick DePaiva, has had more luck there than anyone else I know.

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Ricky D with one of the many big black drum he’s taken there.

 

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This was the first fish we saw this particular morning.

 

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We photographed the daylights out of this fish, taking advantage of a good fish and great light.

 

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We took several more fish this day, but this was the best one.

 

Black drum should be on the flats until about Easter time. Make some time to get out there and pursue these unusual fish.

 

John Kumiski
http://www.spottedtail.com

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Redfish Photo Essay

Redfish- A Photo Essay

Chasing redfish has occupied a lot of my time since 1985. Good fortune has allowed me to search for them all over Florida and in every state where you can reasonably expect to find one, except Virginia.

Below is a selection of my own favorite redfish photos from the digital age.

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Hungry redfish search for food in a North Carolina salt marsh.

 

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A small shrimp makes a desperate, acrobatic leap to escape a hungry redfish.

 

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Several cruising redfish, pushing a distinct wake.

 

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Tiny shrimp scatter through the air in all directions as a hungry redfish explodes on them.

 

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An egret follows a redfish school hoping for some free lunch. Many kinds of birds do this.

 

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Ken Shannon on the fly rod, Chuck Naiser on the push pole, Aransas National WIldlife Refuge, Texas.

 

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Ken Shannon with a redfish on the fly rod, Kevin Carter with a pair in his hands. Plaquemines Parrish, Louisiana

 

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Five year old Kevin was trading this redfish for a trip to Disney’s Haunted Castle. No wonder he’s happy! Mosquito Lagoon, Florida

 

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This was Makoto’s first redfish. As he held it for the photo, it was squirting milt all over his leg. Indian River Lagoon, Florida

 

Redfishermen all love to find tailing fish…

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Tailing redfish, Mosquito Lagoon, Florida

 

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Tailing redfish in a Georgia salt marsh.

 

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Stalking a tailing red in a Georgia salt marsh.

 

He’s on! A black bunny leech did the trick.

 

Aye, ’tis a handsome redfish!

 

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This is the ugliest redfish I’ve ever seen. I caught it in the Mosquito Lagoon.

 

Kayaking is a favorite way to hunt for redfish. Here my son Maxx is surrounded by them. Indian River Lagoon, Florida

 

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A beautiful redfish on a spectacular afternoon. Banana River Lagoon, Florida

 

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This fish was pushing 20 pounds. Banana River Lagoon, Florida

 

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My son Alex with a handsome redfish. Banana River Lagoon, Florida

 

Winter ordinarily provides outstanding opportunities to sight fish for redfish here in central Florida. I look forward to another great season!

That is the end of the redfish photo essay.

 

John Kumiski
http://www.spottedtail.com

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A Short Walk Through the Woods- A Florida Photo Essay

A section of the Florida Trail passes by within a block of my house. I often go running along this two mile section, but today opted to carry a camera instead. The morning was awesome, with the exception of numerous spider webs in the face. I don’t like that!

Several deer and a red-tailed hawk were seen. A barred owl wondered who cooked the food? And I got the Florida photo essay below.

A trailhead along the way.

 

Carphephorus flowering along the path.

 

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Carphephorus, close-up

 

 

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Spiders like this golden orb weaver build their webs across the path- beware!

 

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These funny-looking plant things are a type of lichen.

 

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The beautyberries are ripe now. While edible, they are not very tasty.

 

Mills Creek had water today. Sometimes it’s almost dry.

 

A palmetto leaf shows a study in shadow and light.

 

The Snook Tree offers a nice place to rest.

 

These are the nicest mud bridges I have ever seen.

 

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A monarch butterfly sips some nectar.

John Kumiski
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