Angle to Key West: Some Days (12/20)

Bayou Wetlands

Pass Christian, MS – December 20, 2012

The storm came, furious wind and a wall of rain, but I held on in the cracked ruins of Baldwin Lodge until the rain broke and the sun poured into the world.

I emerged into a maze of bayous, playing hide and seek with the west wind that beat across the grass in search of me as I twisted and turned down the winding tongues of water.

After a half-dozen miles, the grass gave way to a horizon of ocean and I clung to the shore, refusing the wind space to work. Waves came choppy and young, splattering across the hull and sending spray soaring in the wind.

But the mouth of St. Louis bay hung open and wide, funneling waves through its maw. They crashed and broke, popping me up and down, punching me in the stomach, as I picked my way across, watching every wave and not daring to imagine the other side until it was underneath me.

The sun set, brilliant pink, and left me cold and stranded along a house-lined shore. I waited until dark and pulled the boat onto the beach, crawling next to it in my sleeping bag, a few hundred feet from the highway, hoping no one saw me in the dark.

I love waking up and not knowing what will happen. I hate it too. But either way, I’m addicted.

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6 responses to “Angle to Key West: Some Days (12/20)

  1. Greetings! It looks beautiful there! Do you have ANY idea when you will arrive in Key West? BTW,The bikers are out on the backwaters of the Mississippi here riding on the ice with tire studs.The local kayak club did their annual first of the New Year put-in with a half dozen members taking part in 16F temp but it was sunny with no wind. Still,they didn’t stay out long.
    Susan-Davenport, IA— comment-reply@wordpress.com wrote:From: Predictably Lost <comment-reply@wordpress.com>To: takeahike@rl250.comSubject: [New post] Angle to Key West: Some Days (12/20)Date: Sun, 6 Jan 2013 15:03:35 +0000

    Out of Order posted: ” Pass Christian, MS – December 20, 2012 The storm came, furious wind and a wall of rain, but I held on in the cracked ruins of Baldwin Lodge until the rain broke and the sun poured into the world. I emerged into a maze of bayous, playing hide and”

  2. I’m addicted too…to the blog entries of your adventure. It’s like a really good book that you can’t put down. At the finish in February (or whenever) I will be desperate without my daily fix. Thanks for taking me along.

  3. It’s obvious, Daniel! You’ll spend the next 6 months cooped up somewhere re-writing, adding more photos, and producing a book that will astonish people who didn’t think such a trip could be done, still — in the 21st century. I hope you’ll finish up the points where you’ve left us hanging — did someone wake you up with grits and red gravy or pancakes with pecans?

    • It is neat traveling in an old way through a modern world! No one woke me up with any delicious food. I clearly need to pick better beaches if that is a possibility! ;)

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