There were still threats of storms on Thursday the 5th, but most of the severe thunderstorm warnings were north of us. Nevertheless, we had a quiet day catching up with laundry and hanging out with the dogs in case of thunder. One thing we did take time to do was to check out the Orange Beach Kayak and Canoe Trail that has ten access points in the area. The plan was to decide on Thursday where we were going to try our our new kayaks for the first time on Friday--with beautiful weather forecast for the Easter weekend. In the process of our "research," we ended up at a place called Tacky Jacks, a local bar on the water in Orange Beach, about five miles from our park. The marina there helped us with a map of the area and tips for finding good kayaking water. We also stopped to check out the Gulf of Mexico beach only a mile from the state park. The sand is still white like sugar, but softer than Destin. The beaches here are wider and have a wilder feeling--except for the occasional view of a towering beach condo in the background.
Vic waiting for a beer at Tacky Jacks |
Friday morning and the sky was a beautiful shade of blue with a high expected of 80 degrees and only light wind. We made ourselves a picnic lunch and took off for a place called Wolf Bay which gave us access to Longs Bayou, a quiet inlet which sounded like a good place to explore. The little bayou we explored was the blue finger directly above Rt. 180 on the map below. The water here is brackish (alligators do not live in salt water), but supposedly there are alligators the further you go up the bayou. The local Alabamians don't think twice about their presence--not so for us, but we are willing to learn to coexist with them.
What a wonderful day we had exploring Longs Bayou via Wolf Bay. The only true way to experience it is to watch my amateur videos.
The highlight of the day was finding a few pods of dolphins upriver. It was hard to capture them on film, but I caught a few fins for proof. It was an exhilarating feeling gliding along with the dolphins as they played along the shore.
This sailboat was just across from where we launched our kayaks. The crazy part was the boat hailed from Portland, Oregon. |
We stopped to watch a pontoon captain demonstrate the use of this long scooping tool to pick up oysters from the shallow bed of the bayou. |
Captain Vic on his kayak named "Bubba" giving the all okay sign. |
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