While Wakulla Springs cleaned up all the broken glass (created by rednecks throwing their empty beer bottles out their trucks) and trash, things became less fun at Cherokee. But years back, when it was discovered that there needed to be bathroom facilities if people where to swim, Wakulla Spings didn’t want to spend the money, so they pulled out of Cherokee and posted signs telling people not to swim. That, obviously, didn’t work.
Back in high school, there used to be a perfect rope swing from a tree, in just the right spot, that would swing you way out into the middle of the sinkhole. But then Wakulla Springs acquired Cherokee and cut down the rope…but people kept putting new ones up until they just cut down the tree entirely. We found this small, random rope swing in one of the trees and decided to give it a go.
Cherokee Sink Hole is a pretty large, beautiful sink hole tucked away in the woods in Wakulla, Florida. I used to go there a lot as a teenager but haven’t been in many years. Clare and I took an impromtu trip there after stopping by the flea market on my trip there a few weeks ago. It was her first time.