The Little Bird That Could

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Hi. Binski here. It’s my turn to narrate the story of our trip to Lake Manatee State Park in mid-June.

Day 1

It is hot hot hot! So we get a spot under some trees. That’s what you do in Florida in the summer.

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By the time dad sets us up, we are dying for our first walk. He takes us out one-by-one. It’s more fun to go together but dad doesn’t like it. Rico goes one way and Anya goes another. Pretty soon dad is all tied up.

 

Anyway, back to my story. We go inside for a treat and dad looks out and sees this red thing looking at itself in the mirror. So, he gets his phone and takes some pictures.

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Then, wouldn’t you know, it flies over to the other mirror and poops on the handle! (It must be a baby. We’re much better trained than that!)

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We settle down for a little snooze. But suddenly there is a weird TAP on the wall.

What was that? We bark at it and it stops. After a while, we curl up again and start to relax.

TAP. There it is again! TAP. And again!

By this time we’re pretty perturbed. We jump up to the window and that red thing is flying into the side of our house!

This is me, Binski, staring it down.

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Dad says it is a bird. He’s afraid it will hurt itself, until he gets a close-up of it hitting the window.

It has its claws out! It’s trying to hurt our house!

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We may be little, but we protect our home-away-from-home.

TAP… bark bark bark bark!  TAP… bark!!! bark!!! bark!!! bark!!! It must have tapped a hundred times!

What a crazy bird!!!

The noise is drying everyone crazy. But, finally, it gets dark and the tapping stops.

Ah… the end of a perfect day. I settle into my cozy place for the night.

Snug

 

Day 2

4:30 a.m.

Mandy gets up and tap-dances on the floor. It’s a special skill she has. It’ll wake dad from a dead sleep. (Mandy’s the smallest and the oldest. When she’s gotta go, she’s gotta go.)

So, dad drags out of bed, puts on his high intensity headlamp and takes her out in the dark.

Now you have to understand Mandy. She’s a toy fox terrier. She can’t pee just anywhere. It’s like shopping. She likes to browse. 10-15 minutes usually. Dad uses new words while he’s waiting for her to go, especially in the dark with who-knows-what lurking in the woods.

Finally! Good girl, Mandy!!!

Dad brings her to the door hoping the rest of us are still asleep.

Ha! We fooled him! We’re all lined up.

Me first! No, me first!

I go second (I’m on a diuretic). Then Rico goes. And finally Anya who can hold it best.

By 5:00 we’re back inside. And soon we’re in our beds.

Dad goes into the bedroom and mumbles something.

 

7:00 a.m.

Hooray! The sun is up!

Is there anything better than camping life for doggies? Refreshing walks. New aromas. Rabbit. And turtle. And squirrel. And armadillo. And nasty birds!

 

But for some reason, our trailblazing dad looks sad this morning. He unhooks everything and drives us to the ranger station.

He tells the ranger Hitchcock sent me.

He’s not far off. The ranger tells him that birds are attacking other RVs in the park, too. It’s nesting season and they don’t like anyone around.

Oh great.

But the ranger guy says there’s a site available down the way. So off we go.

 

Yay! We outsmarted that stupid bird!

 

We drive to the new site. Dad gets out and hooks up everything.

He comes in and makes a pot of coffee. He takes off his shoes, puts his feet up, and closes his eyes.

We all jump up to snuggle. (He’s had a rough morning.)

Something catches my eye…

 

Oh no! It’s looking in our window.

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We try to pretend it’s not there. But it doesn’t like being ignored.

Pretty soon we hear TAP!

Dad groans and says something about selling this #*%@ing RV.

The four of us look at each other in disbelief!

Why on earth would he do something like that?

 

Trouble in Paradise

The Suncoast

To me, one of the most beautiful things about Florida is the sky. The location on this long sandbar south of mainland America seems to limit the haze that tends to dim the sky in the south and mid-Atlantic states in summer. Here, the cumulonimbus clouds are vivid against the blue sky.

About two-thirds of the way down the state is the Sarasota/Bradenton region, also known as The Suncoast. I often wondered about the nickname and, after living here for twenty years or so, it’s clear why. Contrary to popular belief that it rains everyday at 3:00, there is not much rain along this part of the Gulf coast most of the year. (My Florida friends already know this, so I apologize to them in advance.)

A few unscientific observations:  I’ve noticed that the weather patterns here in Florida are different. It seems to me that in most of America, fronts generally move from west to east. If there is a line of thunderstorms approaching, you’re probably going to get wet. But here in Florida most storms are localized. It can sometimes rain across the street yet your yard stays dry. You’ll watch threatening clouds build over your head but before you know it, they’ve moved on without a drop on you.

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In the summer, onshore breezes blow moisture from the Gulf eastward across the land baking in the sun. At the point where conditions are right, like in the photo above, thunderstorms form and the sky opens up with rain. Normally, that happens 10+ miles inland and the storms usually move east. But in the last few hours before sunset, the Gulf breeze sometimes weakens and the storms start to drift back toward the coast. But they often fizzle out as the sun goes down. Hence, The Suncoast.

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Last week I camped at Oscar Scherer State Park, located about a mile from the Gulf. This is one of my favorite parks for its beauty and very convenient location on Tamiami Trail between Sarasota and Venice. Unfortunately, on my first morning there I awoke to the smell of dead fish. Sadly, the news reported we were experiencing another bout of…

Red Tide

I had never heard of red tide before moving to Florida. Apparently, it is a naturally occurring phenomenon reported as far back as the 1840s. What is it? Apparently, it is overly-fertilized Karenia brevis algae that bloom in bays and in the Gulf, reducing the oxygen in the water and killing marine life. It can also cause breathing problems for people. And we humans seem to be making it worse.

The Everglades is an enormous natural marsh that filters water flowing southward from Lake Okeechobee. At some point, people thought it would be a good idea to build a dike around the southern end of this huge lake to turn the swamp into dry land for sugarcane farming. The sugarcane farms create a lot of pollution. In addition, just north of Lake Okeechobee there is open pit mining of phosphate (an ingredient in fertilizer).

Lake Okeechobee is an area where the conditions are nearly perfect for torrential summer thunderstorms. When the rains come, the water in the lake rises along with runoff from the surrounding industries. The dike blocks the Everglades from receiving the water and from serving as a filter for the pollutants. The east and west gates are opened to release great quantities of polluted water into the streams and rivers that flow to the Gulf and the Atlantic.

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Before it mixes with the salt water of the Gulf, the water looks green. Once it reaches the more saline bays and gulf, it turns the water a murky reddish brown. This current red tide bloom seems to have emanated from Charlotte Harbor and has spread south to Naples and north to Sarasota and Anna Maria Island – about 125 miles of prime beaches including Siesta Key Beach, the #1 Beach in America. Not only are fish being killed, but manatees, sharks, dolphins, and sea turtles are also dying. This disaster to our marine life and our tourist economy is being reported on national news and locals say they have never seen it this bad.

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A few of our Florida politicians have received big campaign donations to see to it that regulations are minimized for the phosphate and sugarcane industries. We are seeing the real world results of that. This preventable situation is just another example of why we need common sense regulations to keep our planet from being ruined by greed.

After all, as Little Binski, says “If we’re going to go camping we need a safe and clean environment!” And he has a point.

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