Today at the Audubon Zoo in New Orleans, Louisiana, I saw some amazing things without going very far from our display tent.
Want to see them?
I saw . . .
a frog spraying water out of its mouth,
and a fish spraying water out of its mouth,
and many other frogs doing the same,
a mallard drake swimming around,
a dinosaur lurking in the trees,
and a pirate blowing a didgeridoo. A didgeri – who?
A pirate? Yes, can you guess who?
Back soon,
BW
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.
Birthday celebration turns into Early Christmas for BW
The World Wide Web has blasted open the doors and windows of opportunity for finding those out-of-the-way people and places. The variety of folks who have managed to find this little bayou down in coastal Louisiana amazes me weekly. Such was the case several months ago when a resident of North Carolina contacted me through this Bayou Woman blog.
They were already getting after it when I arrived at 7:30 a.m. Now that the 8×8 pilings have settled in the concrete, they have to be cut level. First a level line is marked and then drawn. Then pilings are cut on the line, making sure all are the same height. Next the beams that…
After the sheetrock is finished, then there is the wonderful, fulfilling chore of paint. I totally thought Dotter, The Captain, whomever else wanted to help, and I would be doing the interior painting. However, Enrique’s economic price included painting, so how could I refuse? You know, and correct me if I’m wrong, most women have…
What do you do on a cold, windy Friday when the trout aren’t biting? You drift the banks for red fish in hopes they will bite. As fishing luck would have it, two fish reached the end of the line (no pun intended) and made it into the boat. They are a beautiful bronze color…
I know who but I won’t give it away! I hope you had a grand time!
It was a pretty day!
Wow, love the pirate; very cool! All the critters spraying water – that’s pretty neat too. Have a great weekend BW.
Thanks, Mamabug! You have a great one, too.
I would guess one of your sons. Nice looking pirate!
Ha!!! Gosh, do I seem old enough to be his mom! That is funny! No, he’s not my son. I just met him this day. He is a reader here . . . . I should go easy on you, though! Looking back at the photo, it is very hard to tell his age. All in good fun, Cammy!!!
LOL… NO… He is MY pyrate!!!
Hello Seika, and welcome to the bayou. So glad to know you’re keeping up! Hoping to meet you this coming weekend.
Clarification — Seika is not his MOTHER, but rather is significant other!
OOPS!
Sorry about that.
Don’t worry about me, I’m old enough to be his grandmother probably. But, he does cut a dashing figure in his pirate get-up.
Me, I like the dinosaur – probably because I are one!
I am so d%^@* jealous of you getting to travel around. I have got to figure out something to free myself up for a bit from my responsibilities here at home. We’ll see – I need my trip to the bayou!
And I need you to take your trip to the bayou!!!!!
Well, shiver me timbers! Might this be the Captain Swallow which follows your blog?
Yep, that he be, Matey!!! And he is the real deal, that’s fer sure! Next weekend, if I can work it all out on this end, I hope to meet his other half, Quarter Master Seika at the NOLA Pyrate Week Parade and celebration in Pirate’s Alley!
Is that a stop I need to add to my ever growing list of places to visit when we come to see you?
Where? Pirates’ Alley? Look it up. Very historical place!
I meant the zoo. But pirates alley sounds promising too.
Oh, the zoo is great!!! Must see the white alligators!