24 Hours in the everglades When the temperature in Florida finally dips below 80 degrees, most people celebrate by opening their windows… I pack my tent. Cool air is the only invitation I need to go camping. It’s the brief window when the mosquitoes retreat, the humidity loosens its grip, and sleeping outside actually feels like a gift instead of survival training. As the heat fades, the wildlife steps forward. Knowing I would see lots of wildlife I pointed my truck west a