Would anyone in their right mind take a toddler coon on vacation? I don’t know if we have right minds, but we did. Chaoui accompanied us to Grand Isle, Louisiana. We bought her a pet taxi to travel in and a doggie cage to stay in once we arrived. With no time to waste, Chaoui…
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We wound our way up a curvy bayou, looking for fishy water, and around the second curve she spotted a fishy-looking current line running from the western bank across the middle of the bayou and around the curve. We drifted in, and not long after she slung her bright yellow popping cork, it disappeared below the surface.
“F I S H O N!” Patti yelled with as much enthusiasm as a die-hard football fan screaming “TOUCHDOWN!”, and I was as happy for her as she was about reeling in that yellow-mouthed speckled trout.
We continued to pull in fish every few minutes at that spot until boat traffic scattered the fish, making them too spotty to find. Trolling on up the bayou, we cast around a few points that looked like ideal spots for trout to be hanging out waiting for bait fish. However, none of those spots were as profitable as our first stop.
Once we traveled to the end of my GPS bread crumb line and farther than I had ever explored before, we tested the waters. Nothing. We looked for cuts in the marsh, where the bait-filled water flowed into the bayou, carrying the unsuspecting bait to the bigger fish that awaited. We fished a couple of those spots without much luck.
Once again, I was able to be part of this outstanding event where everyone’s mantra was “Save the ta-tas!”
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While the residents of the Atchafalaya Basin and Morganza Floodway breathe a collective sigh of relief, I do so with them. The Army Corps of Engineers had previously put for the worst case scenarios, and not it appears that the flooding will not be as bad nor as widespread as first anticipated.
Eagle
Well, we know it ain’t a gator nest. (tee hee)
It is an eagle or hawks nest. Something new I’ve learned – out west where there are no trees (desert), the ravens build their nests on the top of utility poles. Their nest look surprisingly like a large hawk’s nest.
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HeatherHere wants to know if it’s a contest.
I knew someone would wonder if this was a contest!! No, it’s not a precursor to a contest!
Its a Harpy nest.
What Greek myth are you from?
That there is an eagles nest atop of a cypress tree. Is there any current residents, perhaps knitting any tiny eagle booties? emmm…do eagle chicks wear booties? questions have to be asked…..lol
Deb
Yep, there the little woman was, sitting on her nest, knitting a tiny eagle bootie, while the daddy was out hunting!
Is that anything like socks on a rooster?