Now sad to leave Covington, we head to our next site, the Honey Island Swamp Tour. The tour begins 4 miles west of the Louisiana/Mississippi border, just across the Old Pearl River from the Pearl River Wildlife Management Area. The tour is absolutely grand. We took a shallow-bottom goat with about 22 other people down the river. We saw lots of wildlife, including snakes, birds, alligators and raccoons.
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People Used to Live Here? |
And now it is on to Mississippi and the pristine white sands of the northern gulf coast. Shortly after crossing into Mississippi, we leave I-10 for the more coastal US-90. We are partly searching for an interesting place to eat lunch, but it is only 40 or so miles to our next stop on Long Beach. Finding no restaurants that look good to us, we check-in to the Long Beach Holiday Inn Express & Suites.
We take a short stroll down the beach to Steve's Marina. Amy has a fish sandwich and I opt for the Shrimp Creole over Pasta. We have a short, energetic debate about whether "Creole" can be over pasta or whether it requires rice, and we agree to that the shrimp is in a creole sauce and move on to other questions.
This coast is pretty stunning. The white sands are impressive and there are few structures and even fewer people. The damage from Hurricane Katrina is apparent. There are lots of pads where it is apparent that houses used to exist, but have long since been cleared away. The few structures near the water are all of the "on-stilts" style, which is now required by code within a certain distance of the water. There are none of the small shops selling beach wear, trinkets, etc. that you usually see near a beach. It is surprising that there is such a low level of activity this long after the disaster. But if you want to see a beautiful beach without the crowds of people, this is a good are and will continue to be for the next several years.
We head back to the hotel for a rest. It is too windy to hit the pool, so we just relax in the room and address the most important concern of the day: where to eat dinner. After the refreshing rest, we drive to a local hot-spot that should be fun, only to find it is closed on Mondays and Tuesdays. We settle for the Harbor View Cafe, which is quite good. We have some more seafood, and are getting used to the high quality of such food that we get in just about every place we eat.
We head back to the hotel and reflect that the neighborhood seems very under-utilized. It seems that this whole area took the eye of Katrina. It is a humbling thought as we retire for the evening.
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