We joined Wildcat (aka Wild Thing) and Banyan on the Indian River Tour with Martin (aka Providence). This river was used as a setting for Pirates in the Caribbean, specifically it is the location of the voodoo witch’s, Calypso (Tia Dalma), hideaway. That might be the river’s claim to fame, but I recommend going just for the beauty of the river. Martin is a botanist and an expert on the river, which made him a wonderful guide to take the tour with. There was quite a bit of wildlife, like the yellow crowned heron, pictured at top of page.
Once you enter the river under the bridge, outboard motors are no longer allowed, so the tour is a peaceful, leisurely (for us, not Martin) row up the river. The surroundings quickly change from homes and open space to forest thick with fantastic trees.
We didn’t heed the warning of the dead pirates hanging around and pressed on. The water was so still and reflective. Simply beautiful.
Martin knew the location of a few nests, including this heron nest. The babies are three days old, which he knows because they weren’t there on his tour four days ago. This is my kind of tour!
As we continued, we came upon another dead pirate. Martin explained that the children placed them out here to add a bit of fun to the tour. Cute, right?
We made it to Calypso’s place, complete with creepy trees and hanging vines. I can see why they chose this spot for the movie. Calypso’s is now a bar, the Ticking Croc, where we get to stop and enjoy a rum drink.
Martin pulled up to the dock and let us out. The Ticking Croc Tavern is pretty much my dream home. For some reason, Dave wouldn’t make an offer.
George nearly got his face bit off! Dangerous place! Maybe Dave is right.
The bunch of us ordered the house specialty, a drink named dynamite. We should have expected the potent drink to burn out our nose hairs with a name like that. It was good, but I certainly wouldn’t drink two? Can you tell we’d already drank half of it before the group photo?
Martin gave us a tour of the wonderful garden behind the tavern. Then it was time for a coconut moment. He posed with his Mini Me – HE said it, not us! He was being funny, but I thought it made a great picture of him.
It was soon time to leave and Martin rowed back down river to take us back to our respective boats. On a closing note, ever see a coconut sprout? I hadn’t. What a cute baby coconut palm!