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Monday, August 11, 2003
Went on an evening paddle trip at Lake Henderson on Saturday. Lake Henderson is a big open area dotted with cypress trees and stumps that for many represents the Atchafalaya Basin: they see it when they drive on Interstate 10, which crosses right over the middle of it. It was a nice paddle trip; we put in at McGee's Landing and paddled northeast toward I-10. We stopped in a cypress grove, then turned west through patchy hydrilla (a lakebottom nuisance weed) to the Dogleg Canal, then back south to Harry Broussard's floating camp. Harry, a helicopter pilot in Vietnam, returned and built himself a small, rustic floating camp out in the Lake. He used to be called the Doughnut Bomber, because he'd drop bags of doughnuts on people in other camps from a small plane. Some skills are too good to waste, I guess. We stopped there and swam until the last of daylight, when the mosquitoes came out. After that, we fled back to McGee's to eat and drink and listen to Cajun music.
James 9:31 AM [+]
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