"For the Young in Heart"
For a thousands years and more, tall bronzed Apalachee Indians roamed the area, laughed, and hunted. Then the Creek Indian Nation moved in and still later the Seminoles made this their home. The early Spanish explorers found the land and marveled. The French, English, and others came and the area welcomed them. The Silver Coast has known Man for many, many years... but man has left little mark of his passing.
Huge shells mounds, a scattering of Indian graves, arrow and spear heads slumbering under magnolia and oaks mark the remains of a once powerful Indian nation. A few bits of china, rusted nails, a fragment or so of a sword are all that remains of the early Spaniards. It seems almost as if it had been decreed that Man, grown Man should not mark this ground with tall buildings; that it should for all time remain as the birthright and playground for the young man.
Here, along the St. Marks River, he may scratch in the ruins of a once-proud Spanish fort. Under ancient fig trees that were plantic by the Spaniards, he can look across the Wakulla River to the lime pits, where laborers dug limerock for the walls, often under the deadly fire of hostrile Indians. Along the upper St. Marks River he may wander along once-busy streets of Magnolia, where tall pines now grow, and the only visible remains of the community is a lone grave marker. He can, if he so wishes, wander for hours through woodland, pine and hardwood and never be aware that there are people other than himself living on this planet called earth. He may spend days along the banks of the ochlockonee, Apalachicola, or others, digging into huge Indian mounds, finding bits of trade beads, arrow heads, discarded potter and at times queer shaped bones.
Here the bald eagle nests and the big Canadian geese spend their winters and thousnads and thousands of birds of all kinds pause on their flights... and other years ago set up housekeeping and never leave.
Before the time comes when the swamps are all drained and all the rivers become waterfront subdivisions, we urge our visitors to take the time to look around, in a land that will not much longer remain "a last frontier."
State Library Of Florida: Ephemera Collection, Wakulla
Brochure on information about Wakulla County