Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts

Thursday, September 9, 2010

'Econfina Spring to swim in, so I just jumped in the Crick: North Bay County, FL (Yellow)


Heey y'all PC beechers! So the main watersource feeder of Panama City, Econfina Creek, is also lined with natural springs on its upper section. Again, most of 'em are only accessible by canoe, and the public spring (Pitt) was closed for renovations when I tried to visit it. Near the closed park and the FL-20 bridge is a canoe launch, fairly popular with locals who suggested I just swim in the river. So I did - jumped in the yellow-toned clear sandy water and waded/dog-paddled up the current to the spring exit and back down, and it was exactly as desired - wild yet calm, safe yet with solitude, each river a distinctly unique experience and the greatest gift to the towns they serve. From PC: go up FL-77, turn right at Hwy 20, go a few miles till you see the sign for Econfina Creek Canoe Livery, then it's at both sides of the bridge, on the left. As they say, "nothin' could be finer than the econfina!"

Monday, September 6, 2010

that sweet sweet emerald Chipola: Marianna, FL (Green)


Last year when touring Florida's natural springs, I just barely mentioned the Chipola River, going underground on the escarpment in Florida Caverns State Park. Well, we come to find out it is fed by almost 65 springs, from its initial rise on the Alabama/Florida border through Marianna, its emerald-toned water and holy limestone banks winding along, often only a mile from civilization but feeling far removed from it. Spring Creek (aka Jackson Blue Springs) is its largest tributary, and it contains several springs, mostly only accessible via water travel.
You can get in at Spring Creek county (Jackson) Park off US-90 just outside of town, by the Chipola Greenway from a dirt road off FL-73 between downtown and the bridge over I-10, or one of several boat landings upstream or downstream from these. The upper Chipola feels oh so magical, sweet, and pure! but closer to the Dead Lakes and its swampy merges with the Apalachicola it turns into a "regular" dark coastal river.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

the Nashville Basin, Bells Bend on the Cumberland.

Camping at Sulphur Creek farm under full moon for my brother's birthday.
Eating copious amounts of Squash and Dinosaur Kale, going to sleep with frogs and waking up with cows!

West of Nashville, following the Cumberland (which has recovered pretty well from the May 1 flood), rolling hills increase gradually. Only a few miles away, yet feels deep in the country. And the farmers of Bells Bend feel it should stay that way, having via literal Grass Roots movement, kept developers away. There is a city park at Bells Bend too, including a nature center.
At the town of Ashland City, 12 miles beyond, we found a more placid swimming hole in Little Marrowbone Creek. Again, sweltering June sun makes natural baths such a necessary idea!!