Bigguy wrote: ↑
Sat May 25, 2019 3:41 pm
OK, I’ll own up to it, it’s my fault, and I take full, well almost, responsibility for WB’s misfortune. It all started a while back, which means I can’t exactly remember, but I saw where WB was camped out on the beach in Galveston, and being somewhat hospitable, invited WB and his better to escape the sun, sand, humidity, and tourists for just slightly cooler weather, a night or two away from their tin can and a little fishing. Pete needed surgery and WB had to bail on the fishing trip. This year, when I learned my wife had a training fairly close to the Louisiana Coast, I hooked up with the Swamp Yeti, aka Pole Dancer, and asked WB if he was going to be anywhere nearby. He volunteered to haul him and his trailer all the way from Albuquerque for just one day of fishing. And I thought I was the only dumbass that did that.
Flew in to New Orleans and drove down to Chauvin to be greeted by the only 5 star accommodations within 25 miles.
Settled in to our room with a view
Watched WB play with gadgets, using a cell phone to run a camera
Best Po-boys for late lunch/early dinner
Met Swamp Yeti
It was fucking windy, so we did very little of this
Swamp Yeti did a whole lot of this
WB finally found gold
The only bright spot in a tough day was we saw very little of this577F8812-6114-465B-95F6-ABC3F7766970.jpeg
While WB was barreling toward disaster I was soaking up the local culture,
My wife pointed out the Chihuly chandelier, I saw more interesting beauty300F7BED-679E-4128-B899-B4F55A458AAB.jpeg
The seafood nachos were over the top!3185D164-DB65-4BA7-BCC4-E3A9BC8CB28B.jpeg
Shrimp. Crawfish and a cheese that was more like etoufee. You don’t find those in Tex-mex joints!
More to come...