Water. We are surrounded by it.
If you look at a map you’ll see that New Orleans is pretty much surrounded on all sides by water in some way. To the north is Lake Ponchartrain. To the south and sort of east is The Mississippi River. If you cross the river and work your way through the Westbank you come to the Gulf of Mexico. If you head down river you come to a place where the lakes and the gulf come together.
There are places where the gulf’s saltwater mixes with lake water like this one. This is Lake Borgne. It used to be considered a lagoon. But now, due to erosion it is really just part of the Gulf of Mexico. There is still a smallish “land bridge” at Lake Catherine which sort of divides the two bigger lakes. But you cannot cross without a boat. Much of the freshwater-based foliage is dead or dying because of the salinity in the gulf mixing with the freshwater of the lakes.
What do we do with all this water? A lot. But, we mostly fish. Well, I don’t. But, people fish for their livelihoods, for recreation and just to put fresh seafood on their diner tables. Me? If I want really fresh fish, I go here or a couple of other places. I can buy fish as it is being offloaded from a boat and into a cooler in the trunk of my car. That’s pretty fresh. Depending on the season I can pretty much buy whatever we like. Well, not everything. For instance, Salmon or Tuna isn’t local.
These pictures were made on a drive I took with a friend of mine. I met this guy — Robert — through WordPress. He travels and lives in different places throughout the year. He decided that he likes New Orleans so he decided to stay here for little longer than some of his other stays. He was getting ready to leave, likely for cooler pastures, when I said that he’d been here so long that he really ought to stay around and see Mardi Gras. So he did. That’s late February in 2017. With any luck, it will be a little warmer than the last three Carnival Seasons.
I didn’t really go out looking for pictures of people and boats used to fish. But, when we got to Shell Beach — which took the brunt of an almost direct from Hurricane Katrina — the pictures started coming together into some sort of visual collection.
That’s what you are seeing.
One more thing. This is really the SOUTH. In big, capital letters. Although it is less than 15 miles away, it is nothing like the third world Caribbean country we call New Orleans.