It was one of those weeks, in Cajun Country, where the need to escape to a peaceful place in nature, became an absolute must! A friend called and invited me to spend a night at their family camp on the Atchafalaya Basin. The perfect thing to get my mind off the fact that I had to re-schedule my travel plans, due to Hurricane Bill cruising the east coast. Not exactly the perfect beach weekend, there. Hurricanes seem to be attracted to me. Katrina hit ON my birthday, that year, forcing me to cancel a New Orleans birthday bash, that I had planned. Had to make do, with no electricity, and sleeping in my bathtub, on lots of quilts and pillows. I spend most hurricanes, locked in my bathroom, since it is the only room in the house without windows. I'm not complaining, as so many others were not so fortunate with that one.
We made the short 15 minute drive to Henderson and stopped for lunch on the way in for some succulent Cajun seafood. A fried seafood platter reminded me that this was a great idea. Nothing like fresh, fried catfish, shrimp, and stuffed crabs to put a smile on anyone's face. Oh, cest bon!
We then decided to stop in at one of our favorite little places on the levee, Turtles Bar, at Basin Landing. As soon as we drove up, I saw my friend, Perry, (the guy with the cowboy hat), on the porch. He lives in the area and knows the swamp very well, and he's as canaille as they come!
Here is the entrance to this little hideaway, where the ice cold beer is flowing and the jukebox is playing whatever kind of music that the patrons want to hear. Someone wanted to hear Credence Clearwater Revival, and sunk $5. in, so it was a blast from the past, from there. Oh, the life of a Cajun is oh, so fun!! To be continued.....***********************************************************************************************
One of my favorite, vintage, Swamp Rock bands! Enjoy!
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