When we took out yesterday, a fisherman asked if we were scared in kayaks with all the alligators… we of course said no and decided we needed to find them. We switched sides of Lake Marion and put in at the Sparkleberry Swamp Landing in the Santee National Wildlife Refugee. With a name like Sparkleberry Swamp it must have alligators.
And I spotted one, normally James and Elizabeth see everything first, but not today.
We argued about it’s size (the men thought it was bigger, like always?) but look at the tail, and that isn’t the end, it’s eyes are in the small water opening on the left side of frame. I still say it was over 12 feet.
The swamp doesn’t open up that way Beth let us know.
After an evening around a fire and Long Island Ice Teas, James and Beth decided the Flippac needed their Aurora Borealis Light. It works great in the tent, but too bright to sleep under.
Happy Father’s Day. I started early with a bike ride, fixed a lawn mower, then James, Elizabeth and I headed to Morrow Mountain State Park for a hike and picnic before kayaking.
The summit road was closed, so we hiked from the bottom.
Along the way we met a couple walking their cat on a leash.
I can’t take James and Elizabeth somewhere that doesn’t have a waterfall…. Moccasin Creek Falls on Falls Reservoir
For those who know the paddle, the dam was releasing water and the spillway was sending water over the rock island… the water was faster than I have ever seen it. I really thought there was no way we were going to make it to the caves today, but Beth was determined. We tried the right side, Clay attacked the middle and finally Beth said we had to go up the left bank, portage over the rocks and then all we had to do was cross the river – sounds easy enough. I was sure I was going to be swimming again like the last time I tried to make it during a release, so no pictures, I put everything away.
After long effort over the rocks we made it!
Nobody was flipped and Beth got to paddle into the cave.
A day on the water. We headed back to Falls Reservoir, the bit of water between two dams on the Yadkin River, because it is always quite and very few motorboats. The waterfall was flowing nicely – I can not find a name for it, before the dams, the area was known as The Narrows.
We paddled towards the northern dam, but there was fast water and since I flipped a boat in a release here we turned back and had lunch on an island. We found remains of previous visitors!