The campground at Rainbow Springs State Park has been our home for the past two weeks. It lies along the banks of the Rainbow River, a jewel that lives up to its name. When sunlight hits the water, a light show ensues as the rays are diffused into a multi-colored spectrum that reaches well below the surface. The river, fed by the release of 400 to 600 gallons of fresh water each day from the springs at its headwaters, flows 5.7 miles before it empties into the Withlacoochee River at Dunnellon, FL.
Determined to explore the river in greater depth (pun not intended and certainly not to be undertaken in a physical sense), I left my listening devices locked up in the Dawntreader and in total silence, bravely embarked upon a canoe trip with Tim.
Synchronizing our paddle strokes is a little difficult when you can't hear verbal commands, but after a few misguided attempts, I got the hang of it and pointed our bow in the right direction.
Prior to our departure, we'd plotted our strategy. Paddling upstream to the headwaters would allow us to enjoy a lazy float back down to the dock.
There was plenty of wildlife to keep us entertained. Birds, turtles, kayakers and other canoeists were all enjoying a sunny day on the river with us.
Do you suppose these three birds reading the No Fishing Permitted sign are disappointed? "Well, guys! It looks like we won't be having fish for supper tonight!"
The turquoise water is so clear, you can see all the way to the bottom, a depth that averages 10 feet but in places could descend to 25.
An even better way, if you want to immerse yourself in the undulating mermaid's hair, the so-called sea grass, and see the glimmering fish and the boil pots of the springs for yourself is to take a scuba diving tour of the waters. Tim was tempted, but ultimately he decided to forego that adventure.
As for me, that seemed like too much work. I'd rather just put my feet up!
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