2002-11-29 - 7:23 p.m.
Here is the story of our weekend in Breaux Bridge.
November 23, 2002
First stop was the nature trail outside of Pontchatoula. We got caught up in a large flock of Yellow-Rumped Myrtle Warblers in a variety of plumages. A full male in beautiful feather came down and sang to us at the end of the trail.
We had breakfast at Paul's Cafe, a diner in Pontachoula, and then we couldn't resist a little bargain hunting. I found a copper rooster just right for the kitchen and a vintage "coral"/rhinestone scarf clip for only $1.
Afternoon trip to Lake Martin where we had close-up looks at some inquisitve Blue-Gray Flycatchers.
Our cabin in Breaux Bridge had a screened back porch and an unscreened back porch on Bayou Teche, as well as a deep front porch. It was all cypress, with an antique bed dating to the mid-1800s and a chandelier in every room -- even the bathroom!
There was a clawfoot tub and a gas fireplace -- definitely the easy, smokeless way to a crackling fire.
Antique sign on back porch of our cabin
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November 24, 2002
An early morning run to Lake Martin. There are a lot of duck leases nearby but we managed to see some nice smaller birds and experiment with photographing the fog rising from the lake, which is a classic cypress swamp complete with Spanish moss.
Our trip to Avery Island revealed only one alligator in the cold, clear weather, but it became a special experience when we saw a bright male Vermilion Flycatcher and later found a mixed flock of small birds including a bold, confiding "Yellow Palm" Eastern morph of the Palm Warbler, who was accompanied by two Western Palms.
November 25, 2002
No breakfast in our cabin today so we went in search of some colorful old-time diner. No luck, although we saw lots of scenes of downed trees, roofing repairs, and even two entire houses being moved somewhere with police escort. Ended up with a highly dubious breakfast buffet at a Best Western. No toast at breakfast???
We took a swamp tour on Lake Martin in an eighteen foot flatboat with another couple and a white-bearded Cajun tour guide. We found three alligators enjoying the sun. Roger sampled his homemade moonshine but I wasn't into sharing spit on the bottle, ha ha. Roger said it was great, though. Nice and smooth. Our guide also gave us some Louisiana Sweet oranges which were fantastic and almost made me believe in oranges again.
As on our first two nights, we walked down the street and feasted on delicious Cajun food at Mulate's.
November 26, 2002
Time to check out but not before the owners of the cabins loaded us up with homemade root beer and their special cracklins.
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