MyDreamWalk

Thursday, January 10th, 2013

Live gators

Gators literally jumped into the swamp canals as if they were really afraid of me just feet from the old dirt roads forming the trail. I could hear their splashing and on a number of occasions was fortunate to see their tails just before it sunk into the murky water. Poisonous snakes rustled in the trawled brass lining the path as I hustled ever forward. I carried copious bottles of water as I was not yet desperate enough to filter the ever present Swamp. When I reached the halfway point of this 10 mile segment I turned around, went back to my support vehicles in the I- 75 parking lot and drove around to the seminal Indian reservation where the next day I planned to head south along the trail and hook up precisely where I left off today.

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