It was around 38 F this morning when I put in at Pierre Part Bay. A combination a camps and homes lined both sides of the bay for about a half mile. The roads on each side of the bay dead-end and then the bay opened out to Lake Verret. I hugged the east bank for another half mile and turned up Grand Bayou. Came up on some bass fishermen and kind of surprised them.
A quarter mile later I entered Bayou Long.
There were a lot of signs of the logging operations of the very early 1900's. There were about a dozen pullboat trails going straight back into the swamp.
Those that attended the Rendezvous saw how the logs were dragged out of the swamp by steam power which scoured a shallow ditch way back into the swamp.
I came across another old warrior along one of those trails.
I love these old trees. It's inspiring to walk up to one of these giants and know that it has been there for a thousand or more years. That's my 7'2" paddle on the tree.
On my way back, I hugged the opposite bank of the bay and came across a camp with an attitude.
The driftwood pieces out front were picked to simulate sea monsters, they even sported red eyes.
This is the road side of the boat shed/workshop.
The actual camp was across the street from the boat shed.
Driftwood Iwo Jima-- very creative.
Stopped at a local convenienc stop/restaurant and had a huge hamburger and a Corona-- Life is good.
A quarter mile later I entered Bayou Long.
There were a lot of signs of the logging operations of the very early 1900's. There were about a dozen pullboat trails going straight back into the swamp.
Those that attended the Rendezvous saw how the logs were dragged out of the swamp by steam power which scoured a shallow ditch way back into the swamp.
I came across another old warrior along one of those trails.
I love these old trees. It's inspiring to walk up to one of these giants and know that it has been there for a thousand or more years. That's my 7'2" paddle on the tree.
On my way back, I hugged the opposite bank of the bay and came across a camp with an attitude.
The driftwood pieces out front were picked to simulate sea monsters, they even sported red eyes.
This is the road side of the boat shed/workshop.
The actual camp was across the street from the boat shed.
Driftwood Iwo Jima-- very creative.
Stopped at a local convenienc stop/restaurant and had a huge hamburger and a Corona-- Life is good.