Along the boardwalk is a 5-story observation tower overlooking the junction of the lake and the Hillsborough river. It was also good for creepy photos.



Another mini-hike through the (dry) hardwood and pine forest took us to the playground, where we ate lunch. After lunch we headed out in a canoe that we rented from park headquarters. We had a pretty low-key paddle along the Hillsborough river since I was still recovering from surgery. Fun fact: canoes weigh more than 15 pounds, the max weight I was supposed to lift. Maybe don’t canoe and recover from holes in your stomach, friends. It was worth it, though.

We saw lots of birds, patted a few cypress knees, and found the lettuce-like plants for which the lake is named. On the way back, we got up close and personal with a gator hanging out on the shore. We were drifting quietly along to get a good view, but then my capacity to contribute to backing our arse up was subpar. We were never in any danger, I’m just overly cautious when traveling with a delicious 50-pound meal. The gator was much more interested in getting away from the boat.

Get out and worry some wildlife (but don't make a habit of it).
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