Showing posts with label San Felasco Preserve State Park. Show all posts
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Friday, June 19, 2015

30 Days in June: Day 18, Moonshine Creek and Creek Sink Trails

That's My Motto! 

Rested, reinvigorated and rehydrated, Thursday morning had me out on the trail bright and early. I wanted to walk the Moonshine Creek and the Creek Sink trails at San Felasco Hammock State Park before it got too hot again. It had rained a little bit the night before and more rain was in the forecast later, so the air was heavy and everything was damp. When I took out my cameras I found that the lenses were fogged. They were still cool from the air conditioning in the house and car and when the hot, humid air hit them, condensation formed on everything. I wiped them with my lens cloth, but the metal on the telephoto held the cold and it kept fogging over for almost a half hour. Therefore, I missed my chance to get a picture of the Hooded Warbler and Acadian Flycatcher I saw right by the creek. But I was just happy to have found them.

Starting on the Trail

Sun Rays in the Forest

Moonshine Creek

Moonshine Creek at San Felasco is one of the first trails my family and I hiked when we first moved to Gainesville. It has changed a lot over the years but is still a great place to hike. I like to come for butterflies in the fall and Jack in the Pulpit and Trillium in the Spring. The hurricanes of 2004 took out lots of big trees and then the drought a few years later dried up ponds and swamps. But everything changes. A wet prairie will be flooded one year and dried up the next. A big tree falls and opens up a big patch of sunshine into dark woods and new plants grow there that never could before. Things change. Pine beetles, coral ardesia, and hard winters, dry summers. You can't be sure that the things you saw one year will be there the next. It makes life precious and interesting. It's important to appreciate what you have while you have it, but it is just as important to be able to improvise and adapt when you don't. Change is good for you because it forces you to think in new ways. I'm thinking of our move this way--lots of new places to experience, things to learn and people to meet.

Sadly, this trail has a real problem with Coral Ardesia. Please don't plant this at home. The berries are attractive to the birds and they take over.

Huge Grape Vine

Muscle Wood (American Hornbeam) with Poison Ivy
The trail through the woods was much cooler than I had expected and I started thinking that this was the best way to be active in the hot summer--go to the dark woods! But as I walked lower into the sink area, closer to the creek and the pond, it got wetter and muggier, and soon I had sweat through all my clothes and was having a hard time moving the dials on my cameras because my hands were so wet with sweat. When I stopped to look at something, the breeze I was creating with my motion stopped and sweat would pour down my face. It was intense. But at least there were no bugs! I don't know why, but the mosquitoes were mercifully absent, and somehow I didn't get any ticks.

Tall Trees

Cool, Dark Path
It was lusciously dark and green. And noisy. The tree frogs were barking and the buzz of the cicadas was so loud that my ears were almost numb. When I walked up and out of the woods and I couldn't hear them anymore I felt like I'd been at a concert or had cotton in my ears. It was hard to use sounds sounds to locate birds because they were drowned out by the cicadas. But I'm not complaining. It made the whole experience richer to be buried in the deep, dark woods. I saw a deer from a distance and so many squirrels. I'm sure there were lots more birds than what I saw, but the path was uneven and I had to watch my step in addition to watching the trees. I was on the lookout for snakes, too, but didn't see any. I saw Woodpeckers and Cardinals, Carolina Wrens and Parulas and a big Titmouse family.

Moss Covered Tree Trunk

Watch Your Step

This is Where the Bird Action Is!
What I did see were spider webs, everywhere. I wasn't able to get a photo that showed the perfection of the orb weaver webs in the misty rays of sunshine, but they were stunning. Some of them were 2-3 feet across. I also saw a slug and some snails eating tree fungus.

Giant Webs

Spider Web in the Woods (The photo doesn't do it justice)

Snails Eating Fungus

Carolina Mantle Slug Eating Fungus
When I walk by myself I do a lot of thinking. Sometimes I am composing the blog that I am writing about my hike. Sometimes I'm going through lists of things that I have to do. (I'm making a lot of lists these days). Sometimes I go over conversations that I have had or that I want to have. Sometimes I just look and enjoy. And sometimes I get a stupid ear worm stuck in my brain, a dumb song that goes on and on and I can't shake it. I don't know what brings them on, maybe it's the rhythm of my walking pace, or maybe it's a phrase that pops into my mind and starts it. But in the middle of San Felasco, I had the refrain from "Uptown Funk" playing over and over and over.

I'm too hot (hot damn)
Called police and fireman
I'm too hot (hot damn)
Make a dragon wanna retire man
I'm too hot (hot damn),
ETC, ETC, ETC, ETC AAAGH!

It was driving me crazy. It's a fun song, but only once or twice, and not running on repeat in my brain, and definitely not in the woods while I'm trying to listen for Yellow Throated Vireos over the drone of the cicadas. But I was too hot, and the sweat dripping down my face kept reminding me. But I concentrated and eventually I was able to push "Too Hot" out of my brain and I got back to my tranquility.

Web of Tree Roots Extending Across the Forest Floor
Back at the parking lot I saw what I first thought was a gigantic (6 inch long) slug on the ground. But it turned out to be a banana that had been in the sun a while. Hah! But then I almost jumped when I saw the Broad Headed Skink with its head buried in the banana, munching away. Who knew that skinks ate bananas? This one was quite content. And so was I. It was a great morning!

Nom Nom Nom

This Skink Has Been Busy!

 Total: 92 (95) June Challenge Birds and 22 Natural Areas

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

30 Days in June: Day 16, San Felasco State Park, North Entrance

It's Hot! Treefrog in San Felasco State Park Bathroom Sink

Photo buddy Maralee and I began our Tuesday adventure by tidying up some loose ends. We stopped at Cellon Creek Blvd. on our way to the North Entrance of San Felasco Hammock State Park to try to see those darned Northern Bobwhites. We rolled down the car windows and heard them calling immediately after turning onto the road. They were there and as infuriatingly impossible to spot as before, calling from either side of the car. I wondered if Mockingbirds have been known to mimic the call, because that would help explain why I can look and hear and look again and not see one. After listening and searching the bushes for a while, finally Maralee took matters into her own hands and walked out into the brambles to flush them out. She is a true friend. 10 minutes later, success! Finally I can check &$%@ Bobwhites off the list. I have to say, though, that it wasn't nearly as satisfying as just finding a happy quail strolling down the road and having a nice long look. But after searching for so long I was not in the mood to be picky.

We also saw Northern Rough-Winged Swallows and watched an adult Eastern Kingbird feed its chick, and got several nice looks at Eastern Meadowlarks and Loggerhead Shrikes. It was a good start to a hot morning.

Rough-winged Swallows

Eastern Kingbirds

The North Entrance at San Felasco State Park has bicycle and horse trails. In the spring and fall it is a wonderful butterfly, bird and wildflower spot. In the summer, it's kind of quiet. We walked for over an hour and saw very few animals, most of them in the cool of the shaded woods. It was just too hot. We surprised a Bluebird coming out of its house and spotted a Yellow Billed Cuckoo in the treetops. Cardinals and Chickadees were hopping around from tree to tree and a Red Shouldered Hawk flew over and landed beyond the pond. The wildflowers, however, were thriving in the heat. This has been a good year for Paw Paw, Milkweed and Showy Milkwort. We walked through fields of Daisy Fleabane and saw Pitted Stripeseed and Ladiestresses Orchids.

Pitted Stripeseed (Piriqueta cistoides) and Bee Fly

Ladiestresses Orchid (Spiranthes sp.)

Grassleaf Lettuce (Lactuca graminifolia)

Pinewoods Milkweed (Asclepias humistrata)

Daisy Fleabane Field (Erigeron annuus)

The find of the day was a Tawny Emperor Butterfly that landed and opened and closed its wings for about 10 minutes while we snapped photos. Neither of us had seen one before and it was exciting. But stopping and concentrating on getting the photos left us both sweating and tired and we realized that it was time to head back. It was nearly 100 degrees.

Tawny Emperor Butterfly
Back in the car and driving out of the park we spotted a Kestrel on the power line and we let out a weak little cheer, but were almost too wiped out to get too excited.


Total count: 90 birds, 20 Natural Areas






Thursday, June 11, 2015

30 Days in June: Day 9, San Felasco Hammock State Park

Big Beetle
For me, being in nature is about more than the beautiful locations or the wonderful things I see. It's also about the companionship--having someone to share the experience with. Some of my best memories of taking a perfect walk in the woods were times that I can't even remember what I saw. But what I remember is walking and laughing with my husband or with my daughters or with a friend, catching up on each other's lives, supporting each other through hurt and sorrow, milestones and the mundane. You walk together surrounded by the earth's beauty, wherever it is, and soak in the air and sounds and colors, even if you're not paying close attention. These "forest baths" bring us back into alignment. They are renewing and restorative and reinforcing. Connecting. Bonding.

Netleaf Leather Flower Seeds (Clematis reticulata)

Tuesday was a day like that. It had been a long time since my photo buddy, Maralee, and I had been able to get together, and we only had a short time to hike, so we met at San Felasco State Park and just headed out to see if we could find anything. Maralee is a much better birder than I am (she was a co-winner of the June Challenge last year) and she knows where to look for them and how they behave. She was trying to help me see an Acadian Flycatcher, a Yellow Throated Vireo and a Summer Tanager.

Summer Tanager

I think one reason that we like to go hiking together is that both of us tend to get distracted by anything that catches our eye. We're not the dedicated birders who sit for hours and watch. We are generalists who look at everything! Butterflies, birds, flowers, fungi, snakes--you name it. The first thing we saw was a very fat Fence Post Lizard. Then we found Kidney Leafed Rosinweed flowers. But not too far along the trail, she heard the Summer Tanager. She played a call and a territorial male came right up to check us out. Ding! Another for my list!

Big Fat Fence Post Lizard

Kidneyleaf Rosinweed (Silphium compositum)

We walked along the trail, catching up on the past month or so and stopping periodically to listen for Flycatchers or Vireos. We heard plenty of White Eyed Vireos and Great Crested Flycatchers, but not the birds we were searching for. Mostly, we heard each other. It's good to talk and to listen. And if you get to mark off a good bird or wildflower along the way, all the better. But sometimes that's not the most important thing.

A Nice Day for a Walk
Just at the point where we decided to turn around, we discovered that we were in a magic place in the forest, filled with Tiger Swallowtails. They seemed to be wafting out of the woods. We saw the bright yellow males and the darker, almost black, females. I think we counted 6 or more in that spot and more along the path back. We were both so thrilled to see them. It is nice to be with someone who get excited about the same things you do. We never found the Acadian Flycatcher or the Yellow Throated Vireo, but it didn't matter. It was just nice to hang out together. I know I'll meet new people when we move, but I'm sure going to miss my friends and the memories we made here.

Tiger Swallowtail Resting in the Woods

The Magic Place