Showing posts with label Bolivar Peninsula. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bolivar Peninsula. Show all posts

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Cowed into submission

It's fun getting visitors from Judy's blog!   Push the longhorns off the sofa and sit down.


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I am Al Gore.

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I am Gore Vidal.

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I am Vidal Sassoon.

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Do not be fooled by my kind eyes and sensuous nose.  I will ...

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... walk away from trouble when I can.

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The real Anahuac National Wildlife Refuge visitor's center.

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The fancy visitor's center

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Here's a fancy visitor.  I fear she does not take her airboat captaining seriously enough.

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WARNING:  THE FOLLOWING MAY CONTAIN BITS OF EDUCATION.  PLEASE CHEW CAREFULLY.

The pointy parts on an alligator's back are called "scutes," as in, "Scutes me, but which way is the alligator?"  They are like solar panels, and they gather warmth for the 'gator, like a hot rock massage.  Alligators have 10 fingers and eight toes, and their tracks look like this:

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Here are some beautiful things we saw at Anahuac Lake:

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A cypress swamp

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Cedar berries?  

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What is your poop du jour?  Okay, I'll have the salad.

We took ourselves down to the Bolivar Peninsula to check out the beach boondocking situation.  We like the egalitarian feel of the place.  You got something to live in?  Bring it on down and put it on sticks!

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I think the Duck will fit in nicely.

Here's where we are right now, disguised as people who are contributing to society.  

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Parked in the volunteer village.

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Where we didn't get on the ferry to Galveston.
I have nothing else to tell you, which makes this ...

(you know it's coming)

Yep, I'm done talking, so this is ...

(there's no way to avoid it now)

I'm through writing things down, therefore this is ...

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The End.