BREAUX BRIDGE, LOUISIANA – We wanted to travel to nearby
Lafayette, said to be the capital of Acadiana, and so headed that way around
lunchtime. The Acadian Cultural Center was closed (Monday), but that was
perhaps a blessing in disguise as it sent us looking around, so that we found,
in the middle of downtown, The Lafayette Arts Center, an especially impressive
facility for displaying artistic creations, teaching art, and more.
Then off to lunch at a well-known spot, The French Press,
where the food was delicious and the piece de resistance was a fried boudin
ball in a biscuit topped with maple syrup. It was called Sweet Bejesus,
appropriately. Can you imagine!
We then drove west and north of Lafayette into a region
called the Cajun Prairie. Here, the land is a bit higher with less swampland
and more farmland. There are more blacks in this area and that may account for
the fact that this region is the center of zydeco music. We went looking for
the towns of Eunice, Mamou, and Opelousas.
But first we found Crowley, a lovely center for the
extensive rice cultivation we were soon to encounter. As we drove north from
Crowley to Eunice, we saw huge rice growing areas. Some of the rice was fresh
up and thus vast fields of spring-grass green while other areas where large
rectangular ponds with what seemed to be buoys or markers of some sort dotting
the water throughout.
And then, quite by accident, we saw the birds. If someone
were to ask us today where to go birding in Louisiana, we would say the rice
fields south of Eunice. First we saw the largest ever, for us, circlings of
glossy ibis and white ibis. They whirled in the sky together then seemed to
return to earth in separate areas.
We pulled off the main road and asked a man at a spot called
Kelly’s Landing if we could park there and walk out on the levees between the
rice fields. He said yes but added “when you’re through, I’ve got something a
lot better to show you!” And thus it happened that we saw our largest ever
flocks of ibis, American egret, black necked stilt, Northern shoveler, and,
most impressive, roseate spoonbill, all just there enjoying the bounty of the
flooded rice fields. That bounty, it turns out, includes crawfish.
| Great Birding in Rice Fields |
| Kelly's Landing |
We returned to Kelly Hundley at Kelly’s Landing and
discovered an amazing character. He explained to us how the flooded rice fields
do double duty—growing rice and cultivating crawfish. Those buoy-like things we
saw in the water were actually crawfish traps, a lot like crab traps, and like
crab traps, you bait the crawfish trap.
| Kelly with his wonderful collection. |
But then Kelly says “come inside,” and there he showed us
what must be one of the world’s largest collections of toy farm equipment—tiny
John Deere, Case, Massey-Ferguson tractors, combines, cotton pickers, plows,
harrows, etc. etc.—rooms full. He’s been collecting for several decades, a
hobby he started when an eye disease took most of his sight. Humorous and
totally engaging, he regaled us with local lore. It was quite a treat, and
totally unexpected. Tour groups around the country pay visits to Kelly’s
Landing (he gives tours and cooks meals for large crowds) and we just stumbled
upon it.
We wanted to eat at Prejean’s that evening but found
ourselves late and exhausted, and so to bed. We might go back one night this week.
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