January 19,2020
When Natalie asked me to save six weeks to be on call to house-sit for her, I immediately blocked out my calendar, but told her, of course, I'll have plenty of time to hold lots of wild parties. I sent out the invitations to schedule some time visiting me. Winnie took me up on that and planned to spend a few days up here. She asked for a paddle.
Natalie ended up staying - I said it was because she knew we would have too much fun without her - because here grandson was still unborn. So she was on this trip. We invited Bob, and another friend, Ann to go with us. Bob came down to our house for a lasagne supper the night before and was on hand to to help load the boats.
We decided to paddle White's Bayou from the Fair Park at Anahuac, Texas. It is a very natural, winding bayou that empties into Turtle Bayou, only yards north of the put-in. So this put-in gives us access to an upstream and downstream paddle, on Turtle Bayou as well as to White's Bayou.
On a personal note, I'm Colorado dreaming. About to set a leaving date for a few weeks away. And I'm finally housesitting.
When Natalie asked me to save six weeks to be on call to house-sit for her, I immediately blocked out my calendar, but told her, of course, I'll have plenty of time to hold lots of wild parties. I sent out the invitations to schedule some time visiting me. Winnie took me up on that and planned to spend a few days up here. She asked for a paddle.
Natalie ended up staying - I said it was because she knew we would have too much fun without her - because here grandson was still unborn. So she was on this trip. We invited Bob, and another friend, Ann to go with us. Bob came down to our house for a lasagne supper the night before and was on hand to to help load the boats.
We decided to paddle White's Bayou from the Fair Park at Anahuac, Texas. It is a very natural, winding bayou that empties into Turtle Bayou, only yards north of the put-in. So this put-in gives us access to an upstream and downstream paddle, on Turtle Bayou as well as to White's Bayou.
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| Getting ready |
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| Our token man, Bob |
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| Underway |
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| Ann with Ellen and Natalie |
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| Bob and Winnie, wielding a camera as usual |
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| Ellen was an enthusiastic paddler |
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| Bob stopped to clear a tight spot |
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| Breaking overhead branches away |
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| This is a very protected bayou with high banks along much of it |
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| The final log jam is our end of the journey |
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| Turning around |
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| Winnie and Ann |
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| Ellen in her happy place |
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| Two holdouts |
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| Winnie's picture of me - so happy to get to do this again- even poorly and with some pain |
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| Back at the put-in |
On a personal note, I'm Colorado dreaming. About to set a leaving date for a few weeks away. And I'm finally housesitting.
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