When I was seven years old my grandpa or Papa, as he is called around our family, purchased some land on the Suwannee. He brought me there shortly thereafter. Ever since then I have been making trips to the Suwannee River and all along the Gulf Coast, from Cedar Key to Steinhatchee. It's in my blood. It’s a part of me. Which is why, when I discovered the Friends of the Lower Suwannee Refuge, I had to participate and partner to be a steward for what Mother Nature gave us.
I struck out with my trusty companion, a brindle seven year old boxer, who loves being in the woods “playing” with every anole he finds. We made our way through the Loop Rd., lined with cypress, pines, and oaks, taking pictures and documenting GPS waypoints and significant landmarks for the brochure. Being out in the woods was just the thing I needed as I sit behind a desk most every other week. And it was fulfilling to give to the Friends in another way other than giving small monetary donations once a year.