Featured Photo: Belly Surfing Turtle (Everglades National Park – Florida City, Florida; USA)
Was he trying to wiggle his way back off the rock? Or merely warming his toes in the Florida sunshine? I have no idea. Hopefully he didn’t linger too long. Alligators were cruising nearby.
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Most of my limited knowledge on fishing was absorbed on a pier at Atwood Lake in eastern Ohio. The sunfish and blue gills were pretty accommodating and easy to catch. Unhooking them was a bit more difficult, but I’d do my best to hurriedly release each wriggling fish before grandpa could cook it. I drew the line at eating something I had personally caught. Someone else’s fish was fine, but never my own —some odd little principle I cannot define and could never explain.
Trout fishing in Yosemite National Park is a more serious endeavor. Postcard picturesque, Tuolumne Meadows unfurls splendidly at the sub-alpine level in Yosemite’s high country.
Enclosed by the High Sierra and laced by clear bubbling streams, the meadow offers serene fishing with vistas that just might make catching a fish of secondary concern.
To me at least.
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In Utah, it was renegade cows. On St John in the U.S. Virgin Islands? Wild donkeys on the patio gave room service a new twist. There were wild chickens in Bermuda. And the diminutive island of Vieques in Puerto Rico often had the feel of a petting zoo with a menagerie of animals wandering at will.
Running the roads of Vieques took sharp eyes and a little bit of nerve. Thick foliage gave the narrow roads a corridor-like feel at times, and we quickly learned that rustling noises to either side could portend the appearance of a chicken, or more likely, a whole flock of wildly speckled fowl. It was equally possible that the chicken noises would, instead, reveal wild dogs or horses. And so our morning run was undertaken with a greater degree of focus, defensive agility and with our leg brakes at the ready.
Horses and chickens were harder to read than the seemingly well fed and sociable stray dogs, but the tethered horses in the schoolyards did look like a better ride than the typical yellow bus.
In the end, our best response (beyond some impressive vertical leaps) was to run to a beach. Come to think of it, not such a bad strategy at all…
*Most of these photos are lower quality images taken with my cell phone and are not “click-able” to a larger image this time.
“Tracking Turtles” (underwater video from Isla de Vieques)
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