TripPix. Got a later start today because we spent a couple of hours in the pool this morning - very refreshing hours, because the water is cooler than it's been in the past. The water temperature could still lose a couple of degrees; the cooler, the better!
I wanted to visit Clam Bayou but didn't pay any attention to the coordinates, because I wanted Bob to do a GPS search for this destination. He's getting proficient at using the GPS, a new tool for him because I've always been the navigator, but it seems like a good idea for him to know how to use it.
The GPS didn't recognize the name of the park, and by the time I stopped fiddling with it, we were already in Gulfport. I pulled out my cell phone, which had us follow Gulfport Boulevard until it turned into 22nd Avenue, and then turn right on Quincy. This route took us through a shabby neighborhood and the street stopped at a dead end. We turned around and, sure enough, we could see water behind a gated fence on our right, but since neither one of us was prepared to scale a fence, we hightailed it back to 22nd Avenue and went into Gulfport, figuring we deserved lunch at O'Maddy's.
After lunch, we walked out on the pier. A warm breeze was blowing off the gulf and whitecaps made navigation difficult for the few boats on the water. We didn't stay long because we wanted to make 4:00 p.m. Mass at St. John Vianney.Clam Bayou will have to wait for another day. We weren't far from 34th Ave. S. & 40th St. S., which I should have found on my phone. I'm not quite as smart with that new phone as I'd thought I was!
