Saturday, April 30, 2011

Mythical Creatures and Legends of Moon Lake




Every place has it’s stories, it’s history. Some more than others. Moon Lake is no exception. Originally Developed in the 1930s as a rustic resort and hunting lodge that catered to the rich, it carries the stories of 7 generations of Moon Lakeans. And all though there are dozens that I know of and probably countless more that I’ve yet to hear,
These are the three most widely known Legends of the Lake.
Al Capone, the Founder of Moon Lake Estates.
This one is a little tricky. Almost everyone who has reason to know believes that Al Capone was the money behind the developing of the “Moon Lake Dude Ranch” The rustic hunting lodge and resort from which moon lake estates sprang from. Historically, there is no positive proof that Capone was part owner of the Lodge, but could one really expect to find a paper trail from a known gangster? The Ranch was at one time a hot spot for wealthy influential families such as the Vanderbilt’s and even the Florida legislature convened there in 1939. So if there is truth to this legend, then one can draw a connection between the gangster Al Capone to the rich and famous and to the government of the state of Florida.
Witch Island
Apparently the Lake has been host to a coven of witches throughout the decades. I have heard eye witness accounts (from anonymous sources) of witches dancing naked under the full moon. A favorite gathering place of this coven was an island located…well, um, I’m not exactly sure where. But I have been told it is an island that long time Lakers call “Witch Island.”
Moon Lake Big Foot (or Swamp Squatch)
I know, surely not, Big Foot? But of all the legends, the Swamp Squatch is the one most collaborated by first person accounts. They range from the typical finding of huge foot prints to frightening tales of trailers being rocked, foul smelling breath outside windows and actual sightings of the mammoth hairy creature.
 
 
 

Friday, April 1, 2011

Night Owl


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I can spend a lot of time in the Swamp, staking it out with my camera and not catch anything good. Then walking through the yard at night, minding my own business I’ll stumble upon something pretty damn amazing. Like a two foot tall Owl. He was even patient enough to poise for a night portrait which takes about 45 seconds between one flash and the secondary exposure. I’m not sure what species he is or if he’ll be hanging around but I hope to see him again.