Backwater Andy with his rent-a-boat puttering by the native gators. Best part of the picture is behind the camera, where a cute blonde girl is whispering
"I love you."
(June 2000)

Andy and Jimmy, drinkin' beer and startin' sumpthin' down by the Fin an' Feather.
The more we stay the same, the less things change.

(June 2000)

Just before the 'end of the road' where the boat ramp is, these trees are growing through these rocks on the left. This is just up from the tree that got hit by lightning twice, but is now gone. (March, 2000)

The park at Elvis' beach, slowly disintigrating as the sand slips away. (March, 2000)

As there are fewer fish, so there are fewer fishermen. (March, 2000)

Not everyone's views are the same. To the owner of the Canook ... I trespassed on your land to take a picture of your bug. (March, 2000)

The Fin and Feather, habitat of the authentic

(June 2000)

Pelicans at at the boat ramp at the end of the road. (March, 2000)

Waiting for a meal, or perhaps just having a nap in the good company of tourists and fishermen and tourist fishermen... (March, 2000)

Comfort turns out to be a barnacle encrusted chunk of concrete slanting off into the muddy bay at the mouth of the river. (March, 2000)

Cindy, Andy, Paw, Maw, and Patrick together for a publicity shot. (March, 2000)