A couple of months ago when Mr. Meems and I took a day trip out of town our destination was Myakka State Park. By way of the back roads we drove all around the area and the perimeter roads of the park before entering. We just like to see what we can see in rural Florida. It was a perfectly beautiful day.
Did you know?
Florida’s state park system is one of the largest in the country with 161 parks spanning almost 700,000 acres and 100 miles of sandy white beach. We are on a quest to make sure we visit them whenever we have the chance. Well, it's probably more fair to say I am on a quest and Mr. Meems is along to keep me company. He knows he's in for lots of tracking around looking for critters and all kinds of plants, trees, and flowers.
There was a lot of camping and canoeing going on. The park offers loads of activities for families with children. Since we aren't campers... yet
... besides the vast amount of woodlands and waterways the main attraction of Myakka State Park, for me, was the idea of the nature trail and getting a gander Florida from the top of the tower on the canopy walk.
It was a leisurely trail getting to the tower.
Our state parks are chocked full of handy information with curious facts.
Acres and acres of hammocks and woodlands have been left mostly undisturbed. There are some really cool things to photograph.
So here we are. You'll want to be sure there's only a couple of folks on here at a time. It sways and flexes as you walk over it. But what a unique experience to be high in the trees with every living thing.
But once you are on the top and the trees below look so small you begin to take in just how high up you really are. With just a railing between you and the atmosphere it does make one feel a little bit vulnerable. There is only room for a few people at a time on the top so folks rotate on and off that top level.
Now here's a walkway we can all easily negotiate. Let's go out on the water to see what might be hanging around out there.
Just a couple of sandhill cranes making their way along the edge of the water for some afternoon foraging. Mr. Yellow Crowned Night heron never woke up or budged.