Kicked off the dive boat by NOAA and customers, Jeff, Dad and I drove up to the the Everglades to drive around. Quickly, I became friends with a lubber grasshopper. After assuring Jeff it wouldn't bite me, it bit me; startled, I shook my hand causing it to forever walk in counterclockwise circles.



We saw a few turtles




and lots of holes that looked just like this. Some had alligators in them. One alligator hissed at me because I got real close to take a crappy photo.





We drove down a road that looked like this for a while through the Fakahatchee swamp (The Orchid Thief, I swear they shot Adaptation here)




Feeling somewhat triumphant for some reason



then running from the mosquitoes that left blood all over the car, our clothes, and our appendages.



Dad and I watch Jeff scout some airplants from the car, having learned our lesson over the last few stops.