Gulf Island National Seashore, Florida
There was this hiking trail close to my campsite and I thought I'd do a little exploring.
Gotta lock my bike up first though.
Ooo...this looks like it will be fun. Yep, I was imagining I was in the jungles of Africa.
Oh my, they don't have trees like this back home. Best I pay attention to where I go.
This is the top of that mean looking tree, whatever it is.
I was surprised to find these fungi and seeing them made me pause to think of my hiking trails back home and a wee bit of homesickness set in for just a moment.
After all, home was 2500 miles away from us at this point.
What's this? Someone threw an old tire and a board into the water way? Good grief!
Oops, a closer look proved otherwise.
I really did think it was an old tire and had ignored it earlier.
Back at camp that evening it began to rain with thunder and lightening as a bonus.
Poor Sinbad. He does not like thunder.