Called the Pa-Hay-Okee or River of Grass by the local Seminole tribe. It's 97km/60mi wide and flows so slowly that I couldn't see the water moving, draining Florida's main lake into the state's southern coast. Ecologically it's fascinating, with like 4m/12ft of elevation gain across it representing multiple ecosystems linked to how much water persists throughout the year. In the Rockies the ecosystems change every 300m/1000ft, here it's whether the water is at your ankle or your knee.
Highly recommended. It's remarkable.
I'm jealous you get to live in a swamp. The one today was one of the most lush places I've ever been, and apparently those northern ones are where all the carnivorous plants and Psilocybe mushrooms are. My horticulture brain was overstimulated everywhere I looked just on the basic boardwalk trails of Big Cypress.
From what I've been told my area was prime cow field territory back in the 60s and 70s. I've not hunted wild because honestly I'm just not really qualified. I know how to identify a cube, but not confident enough to risk my life. Also this is Florida and people are itching to shoot you.