The island is so dry right now I am not sure why I was even on the trail that day. True Story: I walked about a mile without seeing anything of interest, coming onto the "wetlands" & realizing it was as dry as everything else I decided to head back, before turning around I picked up a single branch from the dying grasses and this was sitting, unattached, on that one stick, a mile deep, the only stick that I picked up during that whole walk. What luck!