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Erin

Coddiwompling through life, guided by my love of nature and insatiable curiosity.

Feeling Fortunate

I took advantage of an overcast sky and paddled out to Shell Key this morning. While I was unloading my gear I started chatting with a couple that had driven all the way from Orlando to kayak here today. A good reminder of how fortunate I am to live so close to this treasure – it’s only a 20 minute drive from my house!

I took a slightly different route to the island, exploring several mangrove tunnels before landing in a new little bay just south of Irma’s Pass. Last year’s back-to-back hurricanes moved around an awful lot of trees and sand, creating a landing area just big enough for a few kayaks. I was out early so I had the place to myself.

I wandered the shore, looking for treasures and picking up trash. Thankfully, there wasn’t much of the latter. I didn’t linger too long once the breeze started to pick (as that can make for a less than enjoyable return trip).

Weaving between mangrove islands I came across a trio of dolphins fishing in the shallows. They were so intent on their prey that they allowed me to follow. I filmed them as I bobbed along and caught a snippet of “fish kicking”. It is a rather unusual technique where a dolphin circles a fish and spins quickly, whacking the fish out of the water with its tail. When the fish smacks down it is stunned which makes it an easy meal for the dolphin.

Researchers have only seen dolphins using this technique in two places, here in Tampa Bay as well as in the waters off New Zealand. A fun way to wrap up my morning on the water.

Dolphins, Fish Kicking (note the fish flying at the 7 second mark)

Hoots* in My Hood

I found this trio of Eastern Screech-Owls (Megascops asio) while on my way home from dinner last night. Given that it was cloudy with an obscured new moon I’m impressed that my phone managed to capture a somewhat decent photo of them.

Do not let their diminutive size fool you, they are ferocious hunters. While crickets, grasshoppers, and beetles make up a large part of their diet Screeches also prey on rodents. Mice are a favorite but they will even hunt down mammals that outweigh them such as rats, squirrels, and young rabbits. This behavior led early ornithologists to refer to them as “feathered wildcats”.

I’m thrilled to have them on patrol in my neighborhood!

* Yes, I’m aware this species doesn’t actually hoot (nor does it screech, but hey, I didn’t name it). Check out their cool sounds.

Paddling My Hood

When you have a day off and the temperature, tides, and wind are all favorable it would be a crime not to get out on the water. Luckily for me, I don’t have to travel far to launch since I can drop in right across the street from my house.

My kayaking rather confused Puff (one of the street kitties that adopted me after the hurricanes last Fall). He followed all the way down to the water and watched from the shade of a mangrove tree as I drifted away.

I paddled up Bear Creek for a bit, enjoying my neighborhood from a different perspective. There’s often a chance to spot manatees, dolphins, or even otters but this morning it was just me and the birds. Speaking of birds, the Mallard hen I photographed has an odd little addition to her brood, not entirely sure what kind of duck it is, but it’s hers now.

A quick paddle under the Gulfport Boulevard bridge and I entered the Boca Ciega Bay Aquatic Preserve. At this point I had several options; south to St. Pete Beach, east to Gulfport, or north to Treasure Island. Since I knew the day would heat up quickly, I kept it short and paddled out to Jack’s Island in the middle of the bay.

This small crescent of a key is supposedly privately owned but the owners allow day use. I had the beach to myself for most of my visit, it was so very relaxing. Just what I needed since I had a house project waiting for me that I was not looking forward to (more about that soon).

Crafty Crows

Crow and Mockingbird (Gray and White Blur on the Right) – please forgive the low quality screenshot

Bird bath cleaning day is a popular day among my feathered friends. Fresh water is always a hit but even more so now since we’re about 6” behind on rainfall for the year.

Members of a dozen species make up my “regulars” – crows, mockingbirds, jays, cardinals, and grackles, as well as two types each of black-birds, woodpeckers, doves, and parrots.

It should surprise no one that the smallest bird of my crew is also the most territorial. Earlier today, my camera caught this scene of a relentless mocker vociferously dive bombing a thirsty crow. The corvid withstood multiple passes before finally ceding the watering hole.

Mockingbird Aerial Assault

A few minutes later the crow returned, but this time with a lookout. They took turns drinking while the other maintained a wary eye on the sky. Where there’s a will, there’s a way…

On the Lookout

The Best Biker Gang

Yesterday’s bike ride with friends was an absolute blast! I’ve been wanting to check out the Skyway Trail for years so I was thrilled when Natasha and Peggy organized a group ride.

We were treated to an amazing view of Tampa Bay for the majority of our 10-mile route and the water was just gorgeous. We wrapped up at the recently renovated Skyway Beach Resort. It was my first outing on my new-to-me bike and I was pleased with how well she handled. Definitely a great way to spend the morning!

Dynamic Duo

While I was down south a few weeks ago I spent an edifying morning touring the historic Edison and Ford Winter Estates in Fort Myers. Intent on beating the heat (and the crowds), I visited on a weekday and arrived just before it opened. Other than staff dusting furniture and tending gardens, I was the only person on the grounds for the first hour.

It was so peaceful that it was easy to understand how the spot quickly captivated Edison. In March of 1885, when Thomas Alva Edison was 38 years old, he visited tiny Fort Myers. A quick thinking man, within 24 hours he had purchased thirteen acres of waterfront along the Caloosahatchee River with the intent of building a home as a respite from the frigid New Jersey winters.

As the railway had not yet reached Fort Myers, all the materials for the three main buildings (Edison’s house, one for his friend and business partner Ezra T. Gilliland, and Edison’s laboratory) had to be brought in by boat. Unlike many of his peers with their ostentatious, massive winter “cottages”, Edison’s plans were modest enough that construction was completed the following year.

1886 was quite a year for Edison as he also married his second wife, 20 year old Mina (his first wife had passed in 1884). Though she was young, Mina could hold her own with him (Mina’s father was a fellow inventor who also founded the Chautauqua Association). Choosing the term “home executive” instead of housewife to describe her role, Mina handily managed both households (New Jersey and Florida) and led several charities while raising Edison’s three children from his prior marriage as well as bearing three of her own.

While the Edisons took full advantage of their time in Florida, fishing in the Gulf and admiring the local wildlife (even amassing quite a menagerie on the grounds, including an alligator), these were not vacations as Edison worked constantly. Apparently, he often worked through the night – during the day he was known to stop and take a catnap wherever he was, sometimes even just sleeping on the ground.

Edison was endlessly curious. To that end, he was a voracious reader that surrounded himself with fellow innovators. When Gilliland decided to sell his portion of the property after the two men had a business dispute, Edison was pleased that Henry Ford eventually bought the house. Even though Ford was almost 40 years his junior, the men were acquainted since Ford had worked at the Edison Illuminating Company as a young man.

One winter, the men decided to explore the Everglades so they invited naturalist John Burroughs to join them on a camping trip. Though the terrain was rough and the swamps were buggy, the men enjoyed their strenuous adventure. They continued their “roughing it” trips for over a decade, in differing locations with a slew of guests over the years (including notables such as Harvey Firestone, Luther Burbank as well as Presidents Warren G. Harding and Calvin Coolidge).

I knew of Edison as a prolific inventor (with 1,093 patents) but I was pleasantly surprised to learn of his reverence for nature. In 1930, about a year before his death, Edison wrote, “Florida is about as near to Heaven as any man can get.” I’m not going to argue with that! Fort Myers is quite fortunate that Mina had the foresight to deed the property to the city in 1947.

My Own Little Nature Show

I had 30 minutes to spare before a meeting yesterday morning, so I popped over to Coffee Pot Bayou. Located just north of downtown there’s a small namesake park with a playground but the main draw for me is the walkway along the sea wall.

I was hoping to spot some manatees as that area is a favorite hangout of theirs. While I didn’t see any, I wasn’t disappointed as there was plenty of other wildlife.

Just as I arrived a fisherman emptied some Pilchards from his bait bucket near the dock. It afforded me a good luck at them, such pretty little fish!

They didn’t go to waste, as they quickly became a meal for a Common Gallinule. I was distracted from the feast by the “wingtips” (top of a ray’s dorsal fins) of a Cownose Ray. I just love their adorable little faces!

The ray led me toward a 3.5’ long Snook which was half-heartedly following a school of mullet. Next I noticed an Atlantic Needlefish (Strongylura marina) swimming at the top of the water which, sadly, did not pose for a photo.

Right at the base of the sea wall below me a crab was stuffing its face, I couldn’t tell what it was eating but it must’ve been tasty.

Heading back to my car, I followed the little creek where a few turtles were enjoying the sunshine. Behind them, a handsome Black-crowned Night heron was tucked away in the mangroves.

So much wildlife to watch, I’m fortunate to live here!