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