I traced the Ocklawaha to its meeting point with the St. Johns River. But instead of an ending, I found a deeper connection.

I joined Captain Erika Ritter on the Anhinga Spirit to visit the places she knew before the dam. Together, we explored forgotten springs and talked about the river’s future.

Jenny and I journeyed through the Middle Ocklawaha River, uncovering Florida’s wild beauty and the history that lingers around every bend.

On the upper Ocklawaha, I saw two versions of the river: one shaped by nature, the other by human hands. The contrast felt personal.

I’ve been curious about the people who support the Kirkpatrick Dam, so I coordinated a tour on the Rodman Reservoir with local resident Harvey McGuire.

I planned to visit Ray Wayside Park but ended up at the Eureka Bridge. This post looks at the bridge and the overlooked structures that shape the Ocklawaha River.