San Marcos De Apalache.
The first Spanish explorers arrived in this area in 1528 but were soon forced from the area by the native Indians, a few years later in 1539 Hernando de Soto returned with 600 men pasted through this area.
In 1679 at the junction of the St Marks and Wakulla rivers the Spanish returned and built a fort made of logs and covered with lime to make it look like stone, this deception kept the pirates away for three years thinking that the stone fort
was too strong to attack before they learned the truth and looted and burnt the fort.
The importance of this area is that it was the port for supplies coming in and out of Florida, a railroad had been built between the nearby Town of St. Marks and Tallahassee. Later the large stones from the fort were dismantled and the used to build a marine hospital to help combat yellow fever. The foundation remains and is now used by the modern Visitors Center. In other areas along a marked walking trail there are the remnants of the fort built by the Spanish in the mid 1700's. The grounds are open everyday but the Visitors Center is closed Monday and Tuesday, they have a great 20-minute film that really explains the history importance of this area.
At the start of the Civil Was the Confederates took control of this area and what was left of the fort, renaming it Fort Ward.
They have a lot of trails through this area and we took a short one along the water, the first thing we discovered was that the trail near the water was covered with thousands of Fiddler Crabs, as soon as we would get close they would start to run for cover, it looked like the entire beach was moving and the sound from their shells bumping together sounded just like rain. After about a half mile walk down the beach we started to return and noticed and a few hundred birds were walking down the beach where we had
just been, as we got closer they took off and we found the killing fields of the Fiddler Crabs, all that was left was bird tracks in the sand and the large claws of the Fiddler Crab. Oh! The humanity of it all, Oh! The humanity.
After recovering from this terrible site we took the Levee trail, which followed the coast, but in the other direction, it just so happens that this is the start of the Monarch Butterfly migration, every fall the butterflies head to an area in southern Mexico to spend the winter. They mass up on the gulf coast to feed and get ready for there flight across the gulf to Mexico, the bushes were covered with bright orange a yellow butterflies and everyone there was taking the worlds greatest butterfly picture, including me.OK! So it's one day of rest before we enter Central Florida.
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