We saw a boat and a few canoes and kayaks out around rm 25. This surprised us. We thought perhaps we had finally found the other folks who had been at the river camps before us. But no, we had arrived at Manatee Springs State Park. Since there were manatees on the edge of the river at the spring run we paddled over for a quick look. There were a bunch and it was totally worth the couple of minute paddle to that side of the river.
We made a brief stop to use the bathroom at Yellow Jacket Ramp at rm 22.6. There is a county park at the ramp with primitive camping, but no restrooms. A really nice man staying in an RV at the adjacent Yellow Jacket RV Resort and Campground gave us directions to the restrooms at the laundry room and said he wouldn’t rat on us for using them. Since we were in a hustle to get in more miles we ate lunch while paddling. It was easier to do today because we had packed wraps at the cabin this morning. Eating lunch while on the water rather than making a stop is a huge time saver.
Around noon ominous rain clouds rolled in from the south. We got all of our rain gear out so it would be close to hand. It started raining before one. Fortunately, it was a light drizzle. We used the porta potty at rm 16.5 near Fowlers Bluff Ramp. Just before leaving we saw a woman at the Treasure Camp Restaurant and Motel. I had spoken to the owner on Saturday and told her we might need a room today. The woman came out and asked if we were the kayakers she was keeping an eye out for. We confirmed we were, but had plans to continue on downriver. Everyone at the Treasure Camp Restaurant were super kind and supportive of our trip. When I had spoken with the owner Saturday she had even offered to bring us any supplies from town we may have been in need of.
As soon as we got back on the river the rain really opened up. I got caught by surprise again and although much drier than our previous rain day, I got the seat of my pants soaked. Eventually, I got my rain gear better situated and continued paddling. The head wind that came with the downpour mercifully let up. The rain didn’t stop, but lessened.
I had heard that there were no good stopping places in the Lower Suwannee National Wildlife Refuge past rm 16 and it was absolutely true. The area was pure swamp. Beautiful and wild, but no dry land. The river just went into the vegetation lining the river. Since there were no places to sightsee today, we made excellent time paddling. There were breaks in the rain occasionally and they were very welcome.
We arrived cold and wet after paddling our longest distance (29.88 miles), but in great spirits at Bill’s Fishcamp at 4:45 PM. Luckily the rain had stopped for the time it took us to check in at the office and get to our room at the adjacent Anderson's Landing. Apparently, the state parks system owns the rooms at Anderson's Landing. The rooms at Bill’s Fish Camp have kitchens and are bigger and nicer. Slightly more expensive as well, but still a good deal. $85 or something like that. We opted for the cheaper room because our priority was hot showers and the room at Anderson's Landing fits that bill.
Everyone worked to unload the boats. We weren’t quite sure what to do with our wet gear. We managed as best we could and all took turns in the shower and getting into dry clothes. Everyone is so grateful to be dry and warm. There is a covered communal cooking pavilion, but we didn't want to go back out into the rain. We ate snacks in the room and all loaded into the Fit to drive to Gainesville to get the Tesla.
Our plan had been to get the car in the morning, but since we got in so much earlier to Anderson's Landing than we were expecting we decided to do it tonight. As we pulled out of the parking lot we heard a scraping noise. After pulling over and looking under the car we discovered the shroud underneath was hanging. There was also a scrape on the bumper. The car was parked for the week in a way that the front couldn’t have been hit, so what happened to the car is a mystery. It probably happened way before we got to Bill's Fish Camp. We continued on to Gainesville. It was a bit surreal because within a half hour we had passed many of the places we had paddled past over the past two days! Everyone is sore from the long trip, but feel accomplished and found the trip really interesting. The river was beautiful and this was a memorable trip. When I had asked John what he had wanted from this trip, he had said, "An adventure." He definitely got it!
Tomorrow we will deal with the Fit, pack up, and head home.
29.88 miles paddled (our longest paddle!)