I did eventually haul my lazy ass out of bed in time to catch the remnants of morning light. (Nikon D810)
The Suwannee seemed to only grow prettier through this section. It changed character about twenty times during the trip. Quite the feat for a river that just loops lazily through the quiet (exceedingly gently) rolling hills of north Florida.
Another spring bubbles up and runs into the main Suwannee.