An Alligator Who Comes When Called

Trip Start Jun 03, 2008
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Trip End Aug 12, 2008


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Thursday, June 12, 2008

We woke up very early so we could eat the free breakfast before leaving for the RV place.  When we arrived downstairs at 6:30 when it opens, we had found the elderly tour group had cleaned it out.  There was not a stitch of food left, but cold cereal.  The kids ate and we were off to get fixed once and for all! Darrell was there at 7am.  We pulled in and he took a look.  He couldn't imagine that there was something else the matter.  He was able to start the generator right away.  It appears someone knocked the cut off battery switch which is located right at the entrance.  Who cares!  At least it all works.  We waited while hooked up and everything continued to work in all scenarios.  We waited about an hour until we felt comfortable that it all would continue to function once we left there. 

Even though Clark was still trembling, we made our way to McGee's Landing for a swamp tour.  Curtis, our 82 year old toothless captain was a delightful comedian too.  We all got on the ancient pontoon including Suzie the dog and went for a scenic tour of the Atchafalya Bayou.  We made our way through farmed Cypress Trees, New Cypress trees with Spanish moss hanging from them all making it a scene out of the movies.  This Bayou is 20 x 50 miles and it all looks the same.  I wouldn't dare venture 5 feet without a guide in these parts.  We went under the Great Basin Bridge (that which we had the good fortune to travel 4 times back and fourth during our RV challenges) for a different view of it this time and snapped interesting photos.  Curtis brought us back into the bayou in an area where he turned the engine off and called for Cindy the Alligator.  He slapped his hand on the side of the metal boat making a ruckus all the while calling "Cindy" like she was the family dog. Needless to say, we thought he was nuts, or, at the very least, putting on a good show for us, (working his tip).  Sure enough, before I could roll my eyes, here came Cindy, swimming toward the pontoon from out of the rushes!  "Boy, she sure likes chicken" Curtis said as he'd throw some raw chicken overboard.  She was cute.  The kids wanted to keep her as a pet.  Now that is a pet Ellen wouldn't be allergic to, but not really the cuddliest of options.  Curtis told us stories of the Alligator Garr that live in the bayou and a record one caught a couple years ago at 287lbs.  Now that is a big freshwater fish or a big freshwater fishing story.  There is however a stuffed one on the wall that weighed 157lbs along with a 132lb catfish.  I wouldn't want to swim in there for anything!!!   Rusty and Audrey both had a chance at the helm of the boat before returning through the wooded area around the shoreline. 

We moved on down the road towards White Castle, just outside of Baton Rouge.  Our mission was to visit another Antebellum home named Nottoway.  This tour was no disappointment.  This house was 53,000sf built in 1859.  That is not a typo.  There were many stories told of the white ballroom where men came to court some of the daughters.  The couple had eleven children and needed the 65 room home to take care of such a large brood.  There was a lot of entertaining and the ladies entered the home on the left staircase and the men the right staircase so they men could not see the women's petticoats.  It was only proper you know.  You can stay here at the home as there are 15 rooms you can choose from all restored to period.  Clarkism "Kids, did you know that 2/3's of all the millionaires in the country in 1850 lived along the Mississippi."  We all enjoyed Angela our tour guide and bid her farewell as we made our departure for Convent, LA to the Poche Plantation where we made reservations for 2 nights at the RV park.

We headed south on highway 1 to Donaldsville, crossed the Mississippi River on the Sunshine bridge at 10% grade.  We were in search of highway 44 and seemed to have trouble finding it.  But we found the RV site from the back way.  It was simply lovely!  We were greeted by Evel Knivel.  The owner of this park spotted us as we entered and zoomed past us on his motorcycle waving us on to follow him.  We pulled around to our pad where he did a wheelie for us.  Where are we?  We hesitantly setup.  All was okay!  We had power!  The drama was over!  I know y'all are glad and tired of hearing about it. 

I was able to cook and clear the refrigerator out of the old leftovers.  The kids rode around on their bikes and we went to the pool.  It was different, but nice.  It was enclosed by columns that were painted with scenery from the area.  We played a board game and went to sleep as we had to be well rested for our big day in New Orleans.
 
 
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The Little Things In Life
I now have a new dream in life...to be a toothless swamp tour captain in the bayou with my old girl Cindy.

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