Day Ten

Kudzu and I spent our last full day at Grand Isle, Louisiana today. We spent the morning exploring some of the few back roads up and down Bayou Lafourche and the afternoon walking the beach. It's Friday, so eight or ten more vehicles showed up to camp on the beach, mostly college students from New Orleans down for the weekend to enjoy bonfires and beer. They all seemed to like Zoobley of course.

The pier at Grand Isle State Park

After four days at Grand Isle, Kudzu and I give it a disappointing two Zoobs. It's rugged and remote but definitely not unspoiled. I counted at least two dozen spent light bulbs that had washed up on the beach from the offshore oil rigs along with countless pieces of broken glass. The retiree that raked the beach each morning swept up buckets, rubber gloves, lumber, boat parts, and all kinds of other garbage. Shrimp boats keep the sand stirred up in the water and helicopters transporting workers to and from the many oil rigs fly over low every fifteen minutes stirring up sand on the beach. All in all, Grand Isle is better than not being at the beach at all but there are much better destinations without going all the way to the end of Louisiana.