wwh: Once upon a time when traveling down to Florida, I read in some map notes about something called "The Turtle Mound" on the east coast of Florida. Seems it was a mound of oyster shells. I asked my father could we stop by and find out what was so remarkable about a mound of oyster shells, and he agreed. I couldn't imagine why this mound would have been mentioned in the map notes.

Anyhoo, when we arrived, we saw a huge hill covered with sand, palmetto, Live Oak, and millions of oyster shells that formed it cast there long ago by feasting Seminoles. There was a wooden footpath up the hill, and we hiked to the top. My dad, a man of few words, upon reaching the top, said, "Must have been horny rascals."

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