Grand Isle, Louisiana was the decided upon destination - Grand Isle being one of the southernmost points of Louisiana.
At the mouth of Barataria Bay, where it meets the Gulf of Mexico.
A fisherman's paradise!
Now, not being a fisherman, I have really had no interest in visiting Grand Isle over the years.
Nontheless My Better Half and I, along with daughter Allyson, son-in-law Jimmy, and their 3 sons Randy, Tanner and Carson loaded up the Family Truckster and headed 3 1/2 hours south to Grand Isle.
And I must say that it won't be our last trip to Grand Isle!
No, the beach isn't the pristine white sandy beach like you'll find in Florida.
But who says brown sand can't be pretty too ??
If it works for Galveston, why can't it work for south Louisiana ??
My son-in-law taught me all about crab-fishing.
Which basically works something like this:
Get two pieces of PVC pipe, about 8 feet in length.
Drill a small hole at the top of each piece of pipe.
Tie a piece of lightweight rope about 25 feet in length between the two pieces of PVC pipe.
Then tie pieces of heavyweight line from the piece of rope (which now connects the two pieces of PVC pipe) about 5 feet apart. Those pieces of line will dangle from the rope into the water.
The rope connecting the two pieces of PVC pipe is then stretched out to its full length, and the pipes are stuck into the sand on the bottom of the ocean in about 3-4 feet of water.
Next, the fishing professional (HA!!) ties chicken necks from the pieces of line that dangle into the water.
The chicken necks should then be dropped into the water, where they should just barely touch the bottom of the ocean.
Next, the fishing professional (again, HA!!) heads back to his tent on the beach and proceeds to drink a cold beer, a dacquiri, a wine cooler or some other adult beverage.
Jimmy, in preparation before checking crab lines |
At this point the fishing professional then has to decide if one adult beverage - or two adult beverages - is sufficient before heading back into the water to check his crab lines.
Usually, it takes 2.
Then it's time to head back to the water to check the lines.
He slowly pulls up each line to see if a crab has attached itself to one of the chicken necks.
If so, he slides a small fishing net underneath the crab and drops his prey into the net.
And that's it !
Of course it takes many, MANY trips back and forth between the crab lines and the adult beverages
tent during the course of the day before one has enough crabs to make it worthwhile.
Yep, it takes dedication and hard work !
Dedication and hard work |
We spent a long weekend in Grand Isle.
Didn't do much of anything except fish for crabs, cook, eat, cook, drink adult beverages, cook and eat.
Crab and shrimp boil |
Allyson |
Enjoying the fruits of our labor |
So, another GREAT weekend with family.
There's absolutely nothing I'd rather be doing!
OK....I'd also like to play some occasional golf, but even that pales in comparison to spending time with family.
Especially in God's Country - South Louisiana !
Until next time...
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