Friday, September 25. 2015
We went to Fort Worth Texas to see my oldest daughter show a horse in a wild mustang competition. On the way back, I wanted to drive a more southerly route, and visit friends in Louisiana, then stop at my birthplace, Biloxi Mississippi. As it turned out, they had moved to Gulf Port, which is near Biloxi. They invited us to stay at their place. We got up the next morning and went to the beach.
Man, it was paradise. We walked around the beach for awhile, then, to fulfill an idea I've had for awhile, I went to Walmart. There's a highway that runs along the beach for miles on end. I was driving along, with both windows open, and the mild wind blowing through. The air had that ocean smell. It wasn't hot or cold. There were sidewalks and concrete curbs next to the highway. The planter area between the sidewalk and the curb had enough sand blown into it, that the sand was overflowing a little onto the street. I was loving it, so totally ocean side. I found the Walmart, no rush, because my work schedule had an opening for this trip. I bought fishing poles and tackle for the kids. We went out onto a pier that went out into the gulf. The beach is so gradually sloped that you can walk out a hundred feet, and only be in up to your knees. So they made the pier quite a ways out.
No sooner had my youngest son's bait gone down to the bottom, than there was a strong tugging on the pole. I told him to reel it in, he had caught a sea eel. Man that thing put up a fight. It fought so hard that it destroyed its lower jaw. So we kept it. We caught some small catfish, and released them. The kids don't care if the catch is small, they just have a blast catching something. We went back to our friends' house, got our things, and headed back toward home. We made a stop in Biloxi, and went to the same place I fished when I was 5 years old. It's a bay there. There's no wind, and no sand, but the pier is very nice. We fished again, and immediately, the kids caught a couple of perch. We ran out of shrimp, and used the eel for bait. The kids say it was the best road trip ever.
After that, we visited relatives in Alabama. As we were leaving, I spotted the crew cab ford truck in the pictures. I really like that truck. It's for sale, but I'm not sure I should post contact information...I'd miss out myself. I already have one old truck. It's the 1951 Chevy truck. In the pictures, we just unloaded it from the trailer. It looks better now; simply by washing it. I thought it was a deteriorating green paint job with red primer showing through. Actually, it was a fairly solid green paint job, with fading red on it. Much of the red washed off. The military truck is one I spotted on the way to a job.
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