Back in the Tall Pines...

Trip Start Dec 24, 2010
Trip End Jun 01, 2011

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Sam Houston Jones State Park

Flag of United States  , Louisiana
Monday, February 28, 2011

After a "breezy" hundred and twenty miles, we arrived at Moss Bluff, Louisiana.  It's a smaller town and enroute to the campground I located on  It's named after a local Lousianian and governor of Lousiana.  It's located in deep woods, but not far from town.  The roads through town are terrible, filled with grooves, holes and various other obstacles.  Luckily, Shorty is used to such.  I remembered two of my favorite road signs on our trip.  In Utah, after miles of terrible road the sign said "Watch out for Potential Pot Holes".  Sounds like a legal thing to me...  The other, in New Mexico, said "Slow Down and Save a Cow."

The roads improve as you near the Park, but are very narrow and challenging for an RV driver.  We're in site number 48, just a bit away from the Free Laundry.  Can you believe it?  Three washers and three dryers for use at NO Charge.  This makes up for the odd fee they collect.  It's six dollars; a reservation fee, collected and paid to the company that services the park in some way.  It's only eighteen dollars a night here with water and electricity.  So, at fifty-four dollars for three nights, including the nefararious (look it up, Gabe, said his mother), extra fee, it's a bargain.

We took a walk along the Calcasieu River and heard several beautiful song birds, but due to their cleverness, were unable to capture any in a pixelous way.  We did see one bird, Stellar Jay in shape, but red-orange in color.  It was way to quick for me to shoot.  It moved along the trail ahead of us for awhile, perhaps only to keep us aware of the beauty of the place.  It's amazing to see trees in leaf in February.  The pines are called Long Leaf and have needles about four to five inches in length.  Oh, and we did see an armadillo.  A fellow camper lady, on the trail with us pointed it out.  Sorry, no picture: too quick for my trigger finger.  Man, things DO move quickly in LA.

We're settled in for a bit and later will go grocery shopping and out to dine at Steamboat Bill's Seafood Warehouse.  Highly rated, they serve authentic, what else?, Cajun food.  Since I'm of French Canadian heritage and assume a tad bit Acadian, I'm looking forward to the culinary delights.  More to follow later...

Well we made it back, thankfully.  We went to a different restaurant, since we got lost and met a nice young woman in front of her house.  She steered us to Pat's of Henderson, a locally owned Cajun place.  I ordered the Crab Dinner and Lynnie the Crab-stuffed Red Snapper.  Lynnie enjoyed her meal, but mine was a bit of a disappointment .  The gumbo was excellent but the etoufee was not very flavorful, nor the soft shelled crab. Most of the fillings tasted the same to me; not very hot and spicy as I had expected.  I did eat one of the crab's legs just to play along with the waitress.  Not too bad.  Crunchy? Yes.

Then the fun began.  We did find a store and stock up on food.  Then the "Hussy" in the Droid attempted to take us home.  Unfortunately, I failed to enter "campground" in the search field and we ended up in a Dark and Dreary spot on the other side of the park!  I locked the doors.  I re-entered our destination and we made it before curfew.  At nine o'clock they lock the gate and one must use the combination to enter. Here we are at eight forty-five, finishing off the day.  A good one, with new experiences and fun.  More tomorrow... stay tuned if you dare.
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