The Bailey Tract is a one hundred acre reserve in the central part of Sanibel Island. Here you may find brackish and fresh marshes, old canals, and ponds also brackish and fresh. A couple of miles of trails cross through this flat area.
The dozen images here don’t include the bobcat we didn’t see, but which a fellow trailwalker did. (Darn)
These pyrotechnic little blossoms were growing in patches along the first part of the trail. Can anyone ID this?
Nearby were these. The blossoms are no more than a quarter of an inch across. Good things come in small packages.
First critter. Turtle.
Critter II. Turtle II. The water is tannin-steeped and dark tea-colored. Mix in sky blue, for a maroon color song.
Critter III. Turtle III. Basking.
Critter IV. Quietly sitting, canalside, as a heron fished alongside. We think merganser.
An anhinga dries off in the sun.
When we came back along this section of trail, about forty-five minutes later, the anhinga was fishing. Slow, slow, was its movement underwater.
In the Mangrove Pond, an egret cruised, looking for breakfast.
You should see the ‘gators on the canal back there, advised a passerby. So we went back….
I don’t know what goes on in the mind of an alligator. My wife says not much. As in: sometimes “nothing”, sometimes “food”, and from time to time , “sex”. Speaking of sex, the sex of an alligator is determined by temperature. Wiki says that those eggs which are hatched in temperatures ranging from 90 to 93 degrees Fahrenheit (32 to 34 °C) become males, while those in temperatures from 82 to 86 °F (23 to 30 °C) become female.
The bite of the alligator is one of the most powerful in the animal kingdom.
What a prehistoric package.