• Happy New Year!

    Happy New Year buds!!!

    I know we haven’t been real communicative, but..

    We’re happily ensconced at our winter digs at Live Oak Resort near the teeming metropolis of Washington, Texas. It’s an upscale park in east Texas about 60 miles west of Houston. Near to nothin’, just past BFE.

    Unfortunately we brought the cold and wet with us, but so it goes. We really really really lucked out and got a pole-barn shelter and a big deck for only monthly rent. I think we’re part of tactically-oriented plan to pierce the bubbles of those who have enjoyed no rent increases since 2008, but we don’t care.

    Louisiana had her way with us and broke through a jack hose and misaligned us. We hope our buddy up the road who’s a hydro guy will fix the jack hose but the alignment will probably require a trip to Houston.

    Rent here is about three times what we paid in Georgia but it’s good for a few months or maybe longer. Time will tell.

  • Myers Landing

    Duck Hunters – Myers Landing, La.- BOOM! BOOM BANG BANG BOOM! WHAMALANGABANGBANG! It’s duck season! I gather the plan is that you blow ‘em out of the sky when they’re landing for the night. Sorta like what you did at that singles bar last night. I’ve seen a lot of pickups, a lot of guys in camo drawers and precious few ducks. In fact I personally haven’t yet seen a duck that doesn’t have a “Made in China” stamp. Tonights’s forecast is for 30 kts+ and nicely cold. But the knights continue jousting.

  • Myers Landing CG, Lowry, Lake Arthur, La.

    Myers Landing, Lowry, La. – There’s zydeco to the right of me, zydeco to the left of me, big diesels in front and little diesels out back. We have found Cajun country. Actually we’re as south in Cajun country as we can go without a pirogue. Or an oil barge.

    Myers landing is simply a boat ramp, store and campground…until the weekend. Mom just went out to meet the neighbors and reports that the guy next door said “We got a Florida cracker here!”

    The big diesels are the tows going down the Mermentau River; the little diesels are the myriad pickup trucks that belong to the duck hunters and river shrimpers.

    The campground, amorphous as it may be, has absolutely filled up. People stand around fires in their camo woolies denying that they’re freezing.

    This is, friends, the heart of Cajun country. It’s not what the Travel Channel or the Food Network or Discovery says. It just is.

    169 Myers Landing Rd
    (337) 774-2338
    Email: jellybeangbm@aol.com