The boys and I celebrated my man's bachelor party in style down on the bayou, just south of Houma (not too far from New Orleans). The drinks came on heavy on the plane ride down, then a stop at the drive up daquiri bar for a Craw Gator (see knocked on my ass). We drank till late and woke up too damn early to go fishing for 3 days.
The coon ass friends that owned the camp showed us a great time. The food down there kick ass, although I did shit fire on several occations. Bourbon St. was absolutely the craziest party scene I've ever been a part of, smokes Vegas any day.
My liver hurts......I'll let the pics do the talking.
A days catch of speckled trout ~100
Yummy crawfish boil
Where the shit goes down, Bourbon St
Just another camp on the bayou
You shur got a purty sunset
I offered him 5 bones for these beauties, he wanted 10, no deal
Lt. Dan is that you?
One of the lunker Redfish we landed
Shuck them suckas
The ole oyster boats
We heisted a few 55 gallon drums from these guys
The LA trifecta - Flounder, Redfish and Speckled Trout
Here kitty kitty
These suckers had a bite to em
Play that shit mang
A heli doing a bird count
The home of Bobby Buchete
This structure looks safe eh?
I think i might have had one too many daquiries
Yeah
Snakeyes beoooooooootch!
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