No not this kind.
This is what I’m talkin’ bout!
The Banana Spider. Pretty if you’re into spiders I guess, but I’m not. I’m arachnophobic. I’ve never even been anywhere near a spider this big until yesterday. Sure, I’ve seen them in the movies, but that’s the way I prefer it.
Yesterday I headed out for a relaxing bike ride along the beach. There was a great breeze and I could feel the ocean spray on my face which felt refreshing in the 85ish humid temperature. Directly across from the beach at A1A and Sunrise Blvd sits Hugh Taylor Birch State Park. I’d never been in it before and thought it the perfect opportunity to explore it for the first time. It’s nestled between the intracostal waters and Atlantic Ocean in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. It’s referred to as “Paradise in urban Ft. Lauderdale.” By all outward appearances that is true. However, things aren’t always as they appear. I paid my two dollar fee to enter the park and started my bike trek along the paved one way 2 mile trail. I started out ocean side. It was desolate for the most part. A couple of experienced bikers passed me. I knew cuz they had those fancy schmancy spandex shorts, and tight-fitting shirts, and helmets for safety. I should know better too. I’m a nurse, but I was comfortable in my tank top, Capri’s and sneakers.
I was enjoying my ride when I glanced up and noticed a canopy of webs strung from tree to tree across the path. I stopped my bike and looked up. Holy sh#@ there were the biggest spiders I have ever witnessed. Not just one or two but hundreds throughout the whole path. Some would be in clusters of 5 to 10. I didn’t stick around to count. I got on my bike and pedaled til my feet felt like they were going to fall off.
I finally rounded the bend and was enjoying the open view of the intracostal waterways now. Ahhhhh, smooth sailing from there I thought. That was until the path curved again and I was back in the same situation. I pedaled as fast as my feet would let me and ducked down close to my handle bars hoping and praying one of those creatures didn’t decide to jump down on me. Can spiders smell fear? If so, I was f@#*ed for sure. I finally made it to the front gate and pedaled my ass home.
At the time I had no clue what kind of spiders they were but I came home and did some research on google and the Banana spider is what I came up with. I did snap a couple of photos with my phone but they look like dots in them. Trust me they weren’t they were as big as my hand. Once I read that Banana spiders aren’t poisonous I felt a little better but I still don’t think I could bring myself to go back there again. I’m sure there were other species of spiders in there also.
1.) Would you go back there again if you were me?
2.) Everybody has some phobia. What’s yours?
On a different note I was driving the short three minutes from work to my doorstep and thought man, is this what life is going to be like the rest of my life? Working 5 days a week and just watching time slip by? “I got things to do before I die.” Same ole routine. I try to switch it up but I can’t help thinking what it would be like to hit the lottery and not have to work or open up my own business doing something I love. A song by Sugarland immediately popped into my head as I daydreamed about telling my “boss man” I wouldn’t be needing his paychecks anymore…lol. I turned the station on the radio and not more than 20 seconds after that thought the song I was thinking about came on. Is that sh#@ bananas or what?