Breakfast at the Days Inn, Marianna, Florida.
Long time Tale Gators may recall that I used to contribute to a site, the Green Wave Forum. I left a few years ago over creative differences. The one good thing about the site was getting to know Frances Stone. When she heard I was coming to her neck of the woods, she offered, unsolicited by me, to shuttle me from the takeout back to the launch site at the Highway 20 Bridge on Ecofina Creek.
As, if not more important than the shuttle, was her steady hand on the kayak as I got in from the relatively high dock.
Headed down Ecofina Creek
Private property abutting a spring. So, I did not swim.
Did take a few pics holding the camera underwater. Do not recall which spring, or springs, they are from.
Seeing where a little spring run went to
Turtles!
Nice place to set a spell
High banks and magnolias
The take out
Mobile Bay
Mobile
Mobile Bay Tunnel
Cemetery
Mileage from Marianna to Kenner, LA
Mileage from Orlando
Canal at the condo where I stayed with brother, Pat, and niece, Megan.
To The French Quarter and the
Second line The first line is the band, the second, the revelers, in this case, the wedding party, family, relatives, and friends. I am a relative. My cousin's daughter was getting married. I left the camera on as I walked. Accidently, but it brings the sounds, if not the scene.
Hotel Montelone is where a lot of folks stayed. I thought it was the end of our parade. It was not, we kept going, to the cheers of onlookers.
Uncle of the bride
At the
Carousel Bar in the Hotel Montelone
Saturday morning at City Park
Coffee and beginets at the Morning Call, in the Park
While this weekend was all about Courtney, below is where Ashley would be married in September
City Park is huge will all kinds of interesting features
I do not recall if kayaks were also available .
Quite the sculpture garden
Keeper
The final sculpture is from the car. A stag at the cemetery pictured earlier
These views are either from my cousin's condo, or a restaurant in the same building.
Lake Ponchintrain across a levee
From the restaurant
Looks like black bean soup
I forget what this is called. My cousin said they take the ends and trimmings from a roast, put it in a sauce. Delicious. And very messy.
Kayaks!
Father of the bride
Aunt Radi and Uncle Fred, grandparents of the bride, have always had a pair of schnauzers. Looks like daughter has done them one better. With my niece.
On to the wedding
Reception at the Southern Yacht Club
crazy kids ;)
sparkler aisle
It was quite the event. To be expected in the Big Easy with a last name of, Bourdeaux
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