Wordless Wednesday: Everglades Footprints

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Everglades Footprints, March 2008

Everglades Footprints, March 2008

Having just finished a 4,000+ word essay on living in the Everglades to be considered for an antholgoy about living and working in national parks, I’m in a mellow, national park mood. Photo was taken at Eco Pond at Flamingo. Enjoy

Author: Solo Travel Girl

Originally from Buffalo, N.Y., a hiking trail led Jennifer Huber, aka: Solo Travel Girl, to a career path in tourism. She has worked in the tourism industry for more than 20 years including 10 years with a park management company in Yellowstone, Death Valley and Everglades National Park. She currently lives in Southwest Florida, and maintains this travel blog with the goal of inspiring others to travel alone, not lonely.

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  1. Great posts! I used to go to Eco Pond by myself and I loved it there. The older I get, the more I look back on those times in the parks. Whether it was Bryce, Zion or the Glades, I loved them all.I met so many wonderful people. I haven’t been to Flamingo in a long time. After my last season there, I was picked along with another girl who worked there to drive a car to Yellowstone N.P.,and that was the last time I saw the place. The biggest memory I have of the place is riding my bike, A ghastly orange bike, through alligator alley and the chain coming off. I tried to fix it there but eventually gave up in frustration and ran away as the mosquitoes swarmed me. A great place and a great experience and these your posts are a great trip down memory lane. I miss the little employee pub as well and fishing for shark at night.

  2. Great posts! I used to go to Eco Pond by myself and I loved it there. The older I get, the more I look back on those times in the parks. Whether it was Bryce, Zion or the Glades, I loved them all.I met so many wronedful people. I haven’t been to Flamingo in a long time. After my last season there, I was picked along with another girl who worked there to drive a car to Yellowstone N.P.,and that was the last time I saw the place. The biggest memory I have of the place is riding my bike, A ghastly orange bike, through alligator alley and the chain coming off. I tried to fix it there but eventually gave up in frustration and ran away as the mosquitoes swarmed me. A great place and a great experience and these your posts are a great trip down memory lane. I miss the little employee pub as well and fishing for shark at night.

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