With no docks available, our first three nights on the river were spent at anchor. I looked back in our log and found that the last time we'd anchored was June 17 - had to learn the routine all over again! We anchored in slack harbors. These are small off shoots from the river where there is little or no current. It doesn't mean they are unused, however. They often contain barge loading/unloading facilities. At Osceola Landing we came in past several barges, passed by where they seemed to be loading grain into some, and anchored near a work barge at the end of the harbor. When we left in the morning, we found that they'd been busy all night and had nearly filled the small channel with empty barges. It was a tight squeeze getting back to the river.
After watching the ducks, we started walking back to the boat. There's a nice pedestrian bridge and monorail leading to Mud Island Park - unfortunately it closes at 5pm. What?? There really isn't another way to get there by foot, so we had to take a cab.
Then our plans started changing. Predictions were that the river would start dropping - although it was also going to start raining - which would leave us aground in the marina. Then we found out the portion of the river we were on would be closed all day Saturday for some power boat races. Between the dropping water, the closure and Enterprise's limited weekend hours, we decided to return the car on Friday and leave early Saturday, before the closure. So, we skipped Graceland and turned the car in - complete with Joe's camera. He called about the camera almost immediately, but the car had been rented, then rented again on a one way rental and no one had found a camera in it. The good news is Joe doesn't just have one of anything.
open end down river. The fish swim up river, into the trap and get caught at the end. It looked like a lot of work to pull the traps up and re-set them, but they got some really big fish. One that was a throw away wound up on Joe's plate!
Then we had a quick forgettable dinner followed by cafe au lait and beignets at Cafe du Monde before catching the shuttle back to the marina.
It doesn't really sound like we did very much, but we did a good bit of walking around also. We really enjoyed the visit and Joe no longer has such a bad opinion of New Orleans. Sometime we'll make it back and do more of the regular tourist stuff, but we decided we - and our bulging stomachs - were ready to move on to Pensacola.
|Joe always a fan of Tobasco found a bottle to his liking.|
Lots more pictures on picasa!