May 2-5, 2015
Taylor Outfall Bayou was our first taste of “freedom” again. A feeling of relief and excitement all at the same time. 
We had made it out of the comfort zone of a marina, leaving yet another life we had started behind. As Michael set the hook I re-introduced myself to our trusty 8 hp Yamaha.
Rising with the sun, headed towards our next destination. Peggy’s on the Bayou. The approach, as hectic as it seemed to us, was a normal Sunday at Peggy’s. John boats packed full of families raced past us to secure their spot before lunch ended at 3. As instructed by Richard, we pointed our home in the direction of the back door. It wasn’t until we tied our lines that Michael and I realized we were litterally stepping off at the back door of Peggy’s.
Three days later we finally untied, feeling as if we were leaving Grandma’s. Stomachs full and all smiles, we waved good-bye to the kindest folks this side of the Mississippi. -Claire
Tied off to the backdoor of Peggy’s
Quite a nice set up off the GIWW
Fresh blackberries growing along the bayou!
Fresh blue crabs!
Professional bosun gave Claire a boost of courage for checking out our mast-head light.
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