We made up our minds that we had visited our last State Park without Rusty. If he wasn’t welcomed, then we would turn around and leave. Most of them will let you walk your dog, on a leash at all times, around the outside of buildings, but won’t allow animals inside. We understand that and will just work around it from now on.
So, with Rusty in tow we took off for Branford, Florida to see the Troy Springs State Park. It wasn’t far, just down 247. No great scenery jumped out at us so we just enjoyed the drive.
The depths of this spring contain the remains of the Civil War-era steamboat Madison, scuttled in the spring run in 1863 to keep it from being captured. A recent addition to the state park system, Troy Spring now has an entrance road, restrooms, an accessible walkway, picnic tables, and a riverside dock for canoeists and boaters on the Suwannee River. This 70-foot deep, first magnitude spring offers opportunities for swimming, snorkeling, and scuba diving. Only open-water scuba diving is permitted and divers must be certified; no solo diving is allowed. Trails for hiking and horseback riding are being developed. It is located right off of 425, 1.3 miles north of U. S. 27.
In the top picture is the entrance into the park , and because no one was collecting money, Don and I had to scrounge around to get $5.00 together out of our change. We had larger bills, but no fives. We did finally drop enough change in to the little envelope and went on in. You can see the picnic area and the really nice rest area. I met a nice couple who were getting ready to go for a dive. They had never dived here before and were looking forward to it. There is also a picture of a wild blackberry patch.
The next picture shows the long walk down to the springs and viewing area. Rusty was not allowed on it so he and Don stayed in the picnic area while I went down. A long walk, but well worth it. It was made easier on the climb back up, by them snaking the walkway back and forth across the steep hill. I tried to talk Don into taking his turn going down, but his knee is still bothering him so he stayed topside.
I guess you think I have lost my marbles in the third picture…. I took the pictures of the trees because I am fascinated by all the “knees:, anyway, I think that is what they are called. We were told in Louisiana that they are not new trees and really aren’t roots so, what are they?
Turtles must really love these springs. I saw several swimming around in it, but too far away to get a shot of them. The chicken was at a place where we stopped to wet our whistles. Not for sale, just standing out there. They didn’t even sell chicken, that I could see. What a hoot… you just never know what your going to see.
This was a fun little park and one I would recommend anyone taking the time to see.
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