TJC
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- Tony
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I was raised in Homestead from the late 50's to 1975. Lived on South Biscayne Bay on weekends fishing and water skiing. I know the Everglades and Keys very well. Spent time at Card Sound before the bridge was built. Alabama Jacks was a beer joint dump on a barge back then!I really enjoyed the time I spent in Florida. when it was peaceful, it really was peaceful. . .
The below picture was taken on Loop Rd, in Everglades national park. I do not recommend doing this in a regular sedan. it is doable, I saw sports cars do it, but the potholes are crazy and get deep out there. It is a slow but beautiful drive. A great place to spot wildlife - birds and fishes. not many mammals that I ever spotted out there. The history of the area is pretty rich too, they say that the mobsters from Miami would come out there and gamble and just raise hell during prohibition. And that doesn't even begin to talk about the cocaine era.
Would fish Bear Lake(inland) and Lake Ingram (Cape Sable) out from Flamingo.
I saw plenty of mammals back then in the Everglades. Deer, bear, Panther (called a cougar everywhere else). The panther jumped a shallow narrow (Mud Lake canal) canal that was all but over grown back then...we were in a 10' jon boat, and still had trouble getting to Bear Lake. A cotton mouth peeked over the boat side on that trip. A spash with the oar changed his mind about crawling in the boat.
I worked at a Bait and Tackle shop while in high school, and the boss had a pet Bobcat. The mother had been hit and she nursed the kitten to adulthood. That cat would make ribbons out of a Chlorox bottle in no time. I watched him jump a chain link fence to chase a German Shepherd. He was up on the counter at the shop, and I stopped to pet him. He purred like a house cat, then started to pat my head with his front paws. Claws came out as he padded my head....purring loudly. Painful, but I took it until he was ready to move on.
I remember seeing a black leopard chained outside a storefront resting on the sidewalk. He purred when I scratched his head. People back then had all manner of pets down there. Monkeys, parrots, etc. It was a small rural farming town back then. An urban nightmare now.
Thanks for bringing back a few memories from long ago!
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