We left Bayou Segnette in the morning and headed east on I-10, first over New Orleans and then past names of towns familiar to us: Pass Christian, Gulfport and Biloxi until Ocean Springs where the CG is located. A small campground, it is surrounded by trees and set in among the bayou so several sites (including ours) sloped in back down to the water. But the area that is park is quite large and very nice with bike and hiking paths throughout leading to a boat ramp, Visitors Center and fishing pier, where sunsets were phenomenal. The first night we rode over and made it just in time to catch the ranger, who'd just closed the center, and get maps and gate codes (for after dark.) We then cycled the short distance to the pier and stood transfixed (well, I was also taking photos) as the sun, with not a cloud to be seen, turned the water, sky and dock various hues of orange, red, yellow, pink and deep purple.
The next morning on my very early walk with Phoenix I found a hat in the grass that I then found out belonged to our neighbors across the road and we ended up having a long wonderful chat during which they recommended the buffet lunch at the Boomtown Casino in Biloxi. We went 3 days later and for a combined total of $16 had a delicious buffet lunch. My selections were all southern cooking: chicken and sausage jambalaya, red beans and rice, black eyed peas and ham, braised cabbage and a big bowl of unbelievable seafood gumbo-filled with tender seafood and okra. Don had beef stroganoff and a selection of more traditionally northern dishes but both of us ate it all and had we not been full to the gills, would have returned for more.
|While the first night the colors spanned the sky and water, this night looked like someone had been out with paintbrushes of different colors swiping them across the sky.|
|the silhouette of the trees across the water had me enthralled|
|As I rode away the moon was rising in the pink and lavender clouds of the evening and it was just beautiful.|
|And just before I entered the campground the clouds over the bayou were on fire.|
Davis Bayou and Ocean Springs are great for biking, as there is a trail that leads from the park around town, so biking to the market was easy. (Of course laundry was another question but I got it done the day before Thanksgiving and then the day we left.) We both rode first to town to do grocery shopping (Don waited outside) and then Don opted to continue riding so I went back while he rode along the waterfront. We would both do it another day after seeing the fantastic Walter Anderson Museum, recommended by a neighbor who is an artist and had just started full timing with her fiancé. This museum is seriously awesome! First of all the guy was so prolific it is hard to believe. There is a film that was a PBS documentary about him in the mid-70s that is well worth watching. While he was later diagnosed with schizophrenia, even before then he did not walk the straight and narrow path and was known for rowing out to an island on the Gulf and staying for weeks where he would paint images in nature. At home, he had a cottage where he frequently stayed, that until his death no-one knew had a room that was painted with images and murals from ceiling to floor. He loved painting on walls so he painted the walls of the local Community Center for $1. All of these things are on display (see photos) but so too is only a portion of the thousands of watercolor paintings he did on typewriter paper-as many as 3-4 a day.
Later that day, while Don went biking I went to hike one of the shorter nature trails and on the way back stopped to watch a mother and baby turtle swimming around. I don't know if she was giving him swimming lessons but it was quite a scene with him swimming around in front of her and waving his little feet. She would duck under and nudge him with her nose and he'd repeat the behavior. Quite funny and instructive.