The main reason for having a park here is a lovely spring welling out of the ground and filling a cypress encircled pond. Millions of gallans of water a day rush from the ground at a constant temperature of 72 degrees and provide a warm resting place for manatees during the chilly winter months. Now, in the first days of April, they have mostly returned to the Suwannee River, leaving the pool for swimmers and snorklers. The pool has crystal clear water and there are many turtles. Further down the outlet toward the river there are alligators. This is a good spot for a respite for us before heading for our last Florida bluegrass festival at Perry on Thursday. A sink hole, fancifully called The Catfish Hotel, though covered with duck weed, the bottom is 90 feet deep and it provides an entrance to an underwater cave system, the mapped part of which covers at least five miles. A raised walk leads along the outlet through a cypress swamp featuring huge knees to the
Chiefland would be a run-down town if it had ever been run up. With a population just short of 2000, it has little to recommend it except for a lovely little coffee shop called Sunday’s that functions as the local Wi-Fi hot spot. Having been suffering from computer withdrawal for several days, we spend a couple of hours a day at Sunday’s to post blogs entries, catch up on e-mail, and check out web sites we like to visit regularly. The coffee and pastries here are delicious and we are never rushed as we spend time doing the computer work. The staff here is welcoming and helpful. We also find a relatively clean and smoke free Laundromat. When you live as we do, that’s an important plus. Otherwise, Chiefland has the inevitable and invaluable Wal-Mart superstore and a Walgreen’s pharmacy where the computer has made it possible to refill prescriptions without having to carry the scrips.
On Tuesday afternoon we drive down to Cedar Key, about thirty miles west. We drive across miles of