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Moving right along...to Independence, LA
An interesting sight enroute to our new campground...somebody doing maintenance on a crawdad farm!
You know you're in south central Louisiana when... We got to try boudin for the very first time while in Lake Charles. Boudin (pronounced like bu-dan) is a usually yummy blend of meat and herbs and rice put in sausage casing. You can steam it, nuke it, bake it, grill it,... We had a delicious sample from the local grocery store. Unfortunately, we tried it near the end of our stay there. Little did we know that this was the Boudin Capitol!! And not all boudin is made the same - some of it is great, some not so great. And the farther away we got from Lake Charles, the less the likelihood of encountering really good boudin - or any boudin at all! One of the tragedies of our trip. To fall in love and then leave...
There is an incredible span of raised freeway (I-10) that goes over the Atchafalaya Basin, which is the largest swamp in the US. What a project this roadway must've been!!
We get in to our Indian Creek RV Park and set up. Good thing Bill is getting faster at dealing with the faulty rubber weatherstripping on our slide-outs!!! We woke up to a nice rain...
An outing into the teeny town of Independence. One of the interesting sights: above-ground "burial" - one of the adaptations to being in swampland!!
A happy Billy. Lunch at a cute little diner provided me with a yummy cheeseburger and Bill with chewy chicken hearts and gizzards - yum!!!!?
Back at the camper, Tracky and Senny check out the new 'hood.
Mornings are better together.
Seeing double. Or deja vu all over again. Can you tell this is one of his favorite haunts? Actually he prefers to be stretched out right in front of my monitor. I keep telling him he's a little too opaque to hold that position...
Scratty trying to tell Tractor - hey, this level's taken! Nah - she's pretty accommodating. She'll probably just let him squish in.
Or maybe Tracky got the hint?
Tractor displays a partial demo of the Three-Paw Rule. You can have three paws on the table/counter as long as the fourth remains on the chair/bench! Here it looks like just 1/2 & 1/2. Both cats prefer when the table has no tablecloth - they can just slide their bellies along it...
One of our nicest neighbors. Actually there was a termite problem (for a nearby tree), and maybe someone called this exterminator? 'Cause he was definitely there taking advantage of the steady termite stream!
Scratty holds down the chair. This is one of her favorite places. The other favorite place is the other chair. And hmmm, check out that tail down below...
Tractor goes out with his dad for a second - and perhaps last - motorbike ride. Last not because of anything bad happening with him, but when Bill took Scratty out for her ride next, she got excited about a squirrel, tried to jump off, and ended up tangling with her harness and freaking out. Bill had his hands full, and Scratty was an unhappy camper. And so it was decided that until additional safeguards could be put into place, there would need to be at least a temporary halt on motorized cat rides.
But you can see how, when things go smoothly, those rides can be truly enjoyable for all!!!
An interesting sight enroute to our new campground...somebody doing maintenance on a crawdad farm!
You know you're in south central Louisiana when... We got to try boudin for the very first time while in Lake Charles. Boudin (pronounced like bu-dan) is a usually yummy blend of meat and herbs and rice put in sausage casing. You can steam it, nuke it, bake it, grill it,... We had a delicious sample from the local grocery store. Unfortunately, we tried it near the end of our stay there. Little did we know that this was the Boudin Capitol!! And not all boudin is made the same - some of it is great, some not so great. And the farther away we got from Lake Charles, the less the likelihood of encountering really good boudin - or any boudin at all! One of the tragedies of our trip. To fall in love and then leave...
There is an incredible span of raised freeway (I-10) that goes over the Atchafalaya Basin, which is the largest swamp in the US. What a project this roadway must've been!!
We get in to our Indian Creek RV Park and set up. Good thing Bill is getting faster at dealing with the faulty rubber weatherstripping on our slide-outs!!! We woke up to a nice rain...
An outing into the teeny town of Independence. One of the interesting sights: above-ground "burial" - one of the adaptations to being in swampland!!
A happy Billy. Lunch at a cute little diner provided me with a yummy cheeseburger and Bill with chewy chicken hearts and gizzards - yum!!!!?
Back at the camper, Tracky and Senny check out the new 'hood.
Mornings are better together.
Seeing double. Or deja vu all over again. Can you tell this is one of his favorite haunts? Actually he prefers to be stretched out right in front of my monitor. I keep telling him he's a little too opaque to hold that position...
Scratty trying to tell Tractor - hey, this level's taken! Nah - she's pretty accommodating. She'll probably just let him squish in.
Or maybe Tracky got the hint?
Tractor displays a partial demo of the Three-Paw Rule. You can have three paws on the table/counter as long as the fourth remains on the chair/bench! Here it looks like just 1/2 & 1/2. Both cats prefer when the table has no tablecloth - they can just slide their bellies along it...
One of our nicest neighbors. Actually there was a termite problem (for a nearby tree), and maybe someone called this exterminator? 'Cause he was definitely there taking advantage of the steady termite stream!
Scratty holds down the chair. This is one of her favorite places. The other favorite place is the other chair. And hmmm, check out that tail down below...
Tractor goes out with his dad for a second - and perhaps last - motorbike ride. Last not because of anything bad happening with him, but when Bill took Scratty out for her ride next, she got excited about a squirrel, tried to jump off, and ended up tangling with her harness and freaking out. Bill had his hands full, and Scratty was an unhappy camper. And so it was decided that until additional safeguards could be put into place, there would need to be at least a temporary halt on motorized cat rides.
But you can see how, when things go smoothly, those rides can be truly enjoyable for all!!!
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