sighting, so after the tour we decided to tell him about our roseate spoonbill in
an attempt to redeem ourselves as interesting people. Sadly he was too busy
talking to the elder hostel group, loudly announcing he prefers to talk to them
than to young people - how very friendly!
After the tram trip we took a walk along the route by ourselves, through a
thunderstorm. This was a charming, if soggy, experience and we encountered
more wildlife as we walked. This included a baby ‘gator and a crowd of pig
frogs - at least judging by the noise they made we think that is what they
were. That or actual pigs.
It was quite late by the time we left the park, and even later when we arrived
at our next campsite after going to Homestead for a food shop, email session
and dinner. We were staying at the Flamingo State Camp - deep in the park
and reached at about 10pm via a very dark road. During this night drive we
saw lots of wildlife on the road: two deer (fortunately in enough time to avoid
them) and also dozens of frogs - less fortunate on occasion.
The first thing we noticed when we woke up the next morning was how close
we were to the sea, a very pleasant surprise. Unfortunately the sea view was
about the best thing to happen to us until quite late in the day. We knew it was
going to be a bad day when there was a curt note on our windshield telling us
to register at the site office.
When we had arrived at 10pm the night before there was no notice
board stating which site we should take, so we had just had to find a site and