A Football Field of Wetlands — 5 Comments

  1. A little first hand experience from me. Last Summer our family took a short trip to Grand Isle, La. to do some fishing. When we bring our camper, the boat stays home and we usually surf fish. Our son pulled the boat on this occasion since they were staying longer and had rented a place to stay and were staying longer than Hubby and I. Anyway, When I went out in the boat I was surprised that we didn’t head out to our usual spot we fished. Turns out, the islands were no longer there! It had been about 3 years since I’d gone out in the bay, and I had no idea they had washed away. Nothing was the same. We were fishing a whole new body of water. Notice I said fishing…were sure didn’t catch.
    I’ll listen to the broadcast later. Even though I already know what is going to be said.

    • That’s quite a tremendous change in just three years, Steffi, although it happens all to often around here. Shame, really. I wonder if you had been there since Isaac? Isaac shifted a lot of stuff around.

  2. I’m thinking Isaac may have wiped them out, but I’m not certain. The timing is right. I do know I was totally lost without those “landmarks”.

  3. I remember the first time I heard the football field analogy, I hardly could believe it. I think it must have been from you. In fact, I’m positive it was.

    There used to be an island called Redfish Island in Galveston Bay. It’s been rebuilt, in a manner of speaking — if you look at a map of the bay you can see it lying ESE of the entrance to the Clear Creek Channel. In its heyday it was a spoonbill rookery, and even after the birds were gone, it was a great anchorage for weekend jaunts. After Alicia made a cut through it in ’83 (?) the wash from the ship channel wore it away over time. While that situation’s a little different, it’s still a good reminder of how quickly change can happen.

    • When I was looking at the map of where you live, I thought I saw a Redfish Island in the Bay. Yes, it is still a very good reminder of how quickly hydrology can and DOES change! There’s not much left of Isle Derniere where I camped overnight way back in 1981. The island has suffered significant storm buffering since then, with one storm cutting a swath across the middle. Granted, it’s very shallow water that runs through the cut, but over time, it could be deep enough for a sizable boat to pass. There is a proposed project to fill it in, but that’s years away . . . . slow as syrup those projects are!

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