Saturday, November 28, 2009 – Day #3
Lexington SC
High 50s; sunny
Woke warm and toasty under our fleece blanket (thanks, Tina), our Polartec sleeping bags, and one Mountain Hardware 40/25 Flip. Although we haven’t set up the thermometer yet, we’re guessing low 40s or upper 30s. Bright sunny skies; a Pine Siskin in the tree outside our dining room window. We agreed to hike first and peel another layer off our Onion of Clutter later today.
We ran into horrendous football traffic on our way to Congaree National Park. According to all the eye candy on the SUVs, cars, and vans, little orange kitty paws would soon be fighting angry chickens. (Thanks, Debbie, for telling us it was Clemson and USC.) While there was no road rage, nobody was driving nicely either – not letting folks in the way we do in the ‘Burgh.
Entering Congaree National Park (http://www.nps.gov/cosw) was like entering a different world. Trees grew high along the road, nearly touching over us, like a tunnel. This is a relatively new park and there was quite a bit of Tree Hugger vs. Logger fighting prior to its designation as a national park. We walked along 2 ½ miles of boardwalk.
The trees in CNP average over 130 feet high. It is said that the forest canopy formed by the trees is taller than any deciduous forest on earth. We saw a Loblolly Pine that is the tallest in the state. Another, which had fallen during Hurricane Hugo, was over 200 years old. American Beech, Bald Cypress, and Tupelo also grow in this swamp. Often, after one of these trees dies – usually due to lightning – it gradually becomes hollow. Bats nest in the hollow trees, sometimes as many as a thousand in each one.
Wildlife seen in the park:
• Squirrels
• Eastern Wood-Peewee
• Yellow Bellied Sapsuckers
• Ruby-Crowned Kinglet
• Pileated Woodpecker
• Red-Bellied Woodpecker
• Granola girl nature photographer on an unsuccessful quest for tree frogs
We drove back to our trailer in the same football traffic. Many roads were closed. We took the detour suggested by our GPS; it took us right by the stadium. Maggie (our nickname for our GPS) Magellan has a sick sense of humor. Even though the Kitty Paws lost, their fans were the only ones smiling. Go figure.