White Ibis

W. P. Franklin Corps Campground: Another beautiful morning—chilly at first. Eagle was out there again. Mike emptied the grey water tank for the last time. After showering and dressing we drove out to Lake Okeechobee—stopping at the cute little Alva Diner for breakfast. We have friends from the Keys staying at Lake Okeechobee for the winter and hoped to get together with them, but they were working today. The lake was not at all what we thought it would be. Almost as far as you can see is grass—and way in the distance is the open water. Looks more like the Everglades. Well, actually it is where the Everglades begin. There are open channels you can take to get out to the open water, but to the naked eye it’s just grassland. You can only see the water with binoculars. On the drive over on Rt. 80 is nothing but orange groves and fields and fields of sugar cane. Didn’t even know they grew sugar cane in Florida. Back to our pretty riverside park and relaxed until about 4:00. Then we cleaned the windows inside and out. After getting that done we put away the ladder and the waste water tote. Had left-overs for dinner.