Evidence Speaks Volumes     03/01/22

Coastal Breeze RV Resort, Rockport, Texas

When two full years had passed, Pharaoh had a dream; He was standing by the Nile, when out of the river there came up seven cows, sleek and fat, and they grazed among the reeds.  After them, seven other cows, ugly and gaunt, came up out of the Nile and stood beside those on the riverbank.  And the cows that were ugly and gaunt ate up the seven sleek, fat cows.  Then Pharaoh woke up.   He fell asleep again and had a second dream:  Seven heads of grain, healthy and good, were growing on a single stalk.  After them, seven other heads of grain sprouted – thin and scorched by the east wind.  The thin heads of grain swallowed up the seven healthy, full heads.  Then Pharoah woke up; it had been a dream.  In the morning his mind was troubled, so he sent for all the magicians and wise men of Egypt.  Pharaoh told them his dreams, but no one could interpret them for him. ~ Genesis 41:1-8     Well, isn’t it obvious?  There’s going to be seven years of plenty, followed by seven of famine! 😊  Of course, we know that because we’ve read or heard the story many times.  Then again, I probably shouldn’t make light of it, because maybe the one reading this right now hasn’t been raised with Bible truths, and doesn’t know how the story goes.  If that’s the case, I apologize.  I was making fun of the magicians and wise men – who are neither wise nor magical because they don’t know God, not those of you who may be uninformed.  Things are going along according to God’s plan.  He will be glorified in this, because Joseph will be sure to glorify Him.  But did Joseph really have to wait for two more years to be remembered?  No one likes to wait.  Especially these days.  But sometimes God calls us to, and if our hearts are right and we’re focused in faith, it’s in the waiting that we draw closer to Him.

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It was a lovely day to kayak!  The winds were very low, the sun mostly shining, I think the temperature hit upper sixties.

Blaine found us a place to launch and off we went!  Finally!  We’ve been wanting to get in the water since Louisiana, the circumstances just haven’t been right for one reason or another.

We were to go out into the bay, and around a corner and into a marshy area, but we discovered much more interesting things than that.  So we explored to our heart’s content – without actually violating the law.  We think.

It’s good to be back on the water again!
We were surprised to discover Mallards here!
This one was so well camouflaged, we almost didn’t see him.
Out into the open bay

In driving around, we’d seen the hurricane ravaged home that stands near the launch point.  Once we were on the water, we could see it up close.  So sad!  Pigeons and other birds (like the heron on the roof) have now taken up residence and seem quite pleased.  It looked like the entire front wall and part of the roof collapsed and everything is still sitting there just like the storm left it.  No idea why it’s not been cleaned up.

We actually took this picture on the way back.

As we neared the bend, we could see a building that Blaine had read used to be Redfish Lodge, that’s been closed since Harvey.  We didn’t really understand why, because it looked intact.

Until we paddled up closer and around to the bay side of it.  And it too, has just been left as-is. 

That corner needs fixed, but the rest looked okay – from this angle at least.
We thought one of these little islands at the bend would do nicely for lunch . . .
Well. There goes our lunch plan! Now what??
We made the turn, and came upon some ibis and spoonbills.
The spoonbills, wandered around this island where we couldn’t follow because it was too shallow. : (
I turned around to snap a picture of Blaine, and there they were! They’d come out behind us! lol!
On to the lodge . . .

We continued on around the bend, beached the kayak, and went in search of a way through the brush to get to the buildings that clearly stated “Private Property – Keep Out”.  We didn’t go in (that’s the “Keep Out” part, right?), so we felt we were okay.  At least I did.  I kinda had to talk Blaine into it this time.  It’s best to have partners in crime, don’t you think?  Plus, since they wouldn’t allow us to park on the islands, we had to find some place to eat lunch!  The steps of the lodge worked very nicely.  😊

We couldn’t get thru the grasses for a straight walk to the lodge,
so we walked the small beach until we came to the former road.
There’s lunch! Complete with plates if we want!
We didn’t want . . .

We’ll probably never have this kind of small insight into hurricane damage again – at least we pray not.  How difficult and heartbreaking it must’ve been for these owners to just walk away.  And how strange that they didn’t even try to sell some of the undamaged things – like cases of unbroken wine glasses etched with their name, just sitting outside. 

Boxes filled with glasses.
Glass blown out of windows and lying on the floors or porches.
A lone apron still hanging on it’s peg.
Not sure what’s up with the fish on the walls and ceiling, but at least many are still there.
These are storm shutters, which seem intact.
They’re on the water side of the lodge.
The water view from the porch.
It’s so peaceful and serene today, it’s hard to imagine it’s wrathful capabilities.
The kitchen.
A smoker out back that seems to have weathered the storm without getting blown away.
There are two cabins on the property as well.
When there wasn’t anything much to see there, we returned to our tour around the main lodge.
The rest of our pictures are from the marsh side of the lodge.
Blaine found this fish from the “fish room” lying outside.
Now we know what they are. : )
Under the lodge.

We were also able to observe various waterfowl in the paddling process, and of course get in some exercise for the arms – especially when we got stuck in the muck and had to struggle to pull ourselves along to get out of it.  At one point, Blaine tried to get out to portage us, but he started sinking in up past his ankle, so we gave up that idea.

Heading back to the boat.
We wanted a short cut back home, so Blaine scouted out a way across the marsh.
Heading back.

All in all, it was a very nice way to spend a few hours!

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