As previously noted, Choppy and I spent a couple days exploring the swamps of southern Florida last week. Our first day was mostly focused on a drive through the swamp to Naples. We spent the next day exploring the swamps. By “exploring,” I mean “driving on a random road through the swamps and looking at alligators from the safety of our car.” Specifically, we drove the Loop Road, a gravel road that goes through part of the swamp.
Now, based on my previous experience with a looping trail, you’d think I would be wary of another looping route. At which point you would show yourself to be new at reading this blog, because I regularly engage in activities that my previous experiences should keep me from repeating. In this case, it’s a good thing that I repeat activities that previous experiences would suggest I should not repeat, because the Loop Road? Quite likely the most terrifyingly awesome road I have ever driven. I’ve illustrated the road experience in pictures.
The first sign on the Loop Road. In case you are not aware that alligators are large, dangerous animals, this sign serves as a nifty note on that fact. And, yet again, this sign indicates that people are dumb and need to be reminded of the danger of alligators pretty much constantly, lest they suddenly be overcome with an overwhelming urge to start feeding them.
Another sign further down the road. I’m pretty sure the implication that you are about to die should you continue down the road is unintentional. Though I am not entirely sure.
Oh, look! An alligator just chilling next to the road.
Here is Choppy, entirely indifferent to the alligator sitting next to the car. Note: this indifference is only because she did not see this particular alligator.
This? This is Choppy when she realizes there is an alligator outside the car. Much barking ensued every time she saw one. In related news, Choppy would survive approximately two minutes were she to escape into the swamps of southern Florida (or, more accurately, she would survive approximately as long as it took for her to run across an alligator. On the Loop Road, this would be far less than two minutes, as they were everywhere).
Why did the alligator cross the road? Because it’s not like anyone was going to stop him. (Note: I took a lot more pics of alligators, and video (to come soon!), but some other pictures are in order (particularly as all alligators start to look the same after a while)).
The pamphlet for the Loop Road suggests that a trail along the road is “an opportunity to stretch your legs.” Here is one of the trails along the road. As you can see, the trail is underwater. As you can’t see, there are alligators within a few feet of this trail. This suggests to me that this is only an opportunity to stretch your legs if (a) you consider hiking the same as swimming, and (b) you don’t mind losing one or both of your legs to an alligator.
I kid you not, there is a school randomly located in the middle of this alligator-infested swamp. I’m guessing the people who allow their kids to go to school here are the same ones who need the constant reminders not to feed/touch/go swimming with the alligators.
A helpful message from the National Park Service (paraphrased by me): “If the alligators don’t get you, the cougars probably will…
…but whatever. Here’s an awesome campground in the middle of this swamp. Why don’t you stay the night and press your luck? We didn’t mow, because that might give you an unfair advantage in escaping the alligators and cougars.” Note: There actually was a person camping in this campground. In a tent. It was most definitely not me.
And last, but not least, one of those people for whom all the signs were erected. I drove the Loop Road several times (because it was, as I said before, terrifyingly awesome), and everyone on the road was safely ensconced in a car the entire time. But not this fellow, who I saw on my last pass. Nope, he was out and about, even though I had previously seen alligators exactly where he is standing in this picture. But, my favorite part of this picture is a bit hard to see, because I kid you not, his license plate is “BYEEEEE.” I am still astonished that this is real and I saw it (though I did not see him get eaten by an alligator, which really would have made the situation come full circle).
Sounds like a fun road to drive. Glad you and Choppy didn’t get eat (pronounced et, please). I feel that et adds to my comment in some way, but I am not exactly sure how.
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…or is it ate, pronounced et. Urgh. Perhaps “et” has not really added to my comment as much as it has made me question my use of the word and the proper spelling…
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Hmm…I don’t know which to use. Though I know exactly what you meant (I would have even without the pronunciation guide. I think that’s what happens when you’ve known someone for over 20 years. And…now I feel kind of old).
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Looks like a great trip!!! Looks like the man is peeing!! Lolol
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That’s exactly what I thought when I came up on him! He was just looking over the edge into the alligator-infested water, though. Of course, he could have peed after I went by, but I wasn’t going to hang out and wait for that.
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Yikes. No Loop Road for me. I have no problem with alligators but I purposefully don’t try to enter their territory. Florida’s not known for the brightest people (I am a native) so the signs are necessary and the school in the middle of a swamp and a campground in the middle of the swamp doesn’t surprise me too much… sad but true. Oh my goodness poor sweet Choppy.. you were brave to go there. I prefer my trails with canopy roads and paved thank you very much.
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We definitely stayed in the car so as to avoid them – the swamp is no place for us unless we are safely surrounded by a car.
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That looks cool!
I used to live in FL. The girls never really noticed the alligators that would sun in my parents back yard. They’d look if the gator was loud getting into the water or something. And where my parents live-it isn’t the cougars but the bears you have to watch out for!! LOL
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I have a video I am going to post tomorrow where Choppy barks at the gators. A lot. But she didn’t always notice them. I am guessing they don’t have much of a smell.
As for bears, the black bears aren’t so bad – but I am not keen on running into any grizzlies!
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