Kayaking In Little Bay: Rockport- Fulton, Texas

We often cycle around the Key Allegro area when we visit, and this time it was nice to get a perspective from the water.

Key Allegro Canals Photo by Nicki Hurd

We parked on the outside of the gate of the parking lot to prevent our Kia from getting locked in at 5:00 pm, as instructed by Anna from Rockport Birding and Kayak Adventures, who was a great help.  I was happy that clouds were overhead saving us from basting in the sun.  After loading our water bottles in and carrying the kayaks into position to set off …. the local watching over the domain approached us to warn us that a storm was coming in and it would be best if we wait until it passes.  He was getting frustrated between staying with the call on his mobile and convincing us.  We waited out the storm, and were eager to set off once we returned and re-positioned the Kia

Key Allegro and Rockport Beach Park seperate Little Bay from Aransas Bay.   It may have been quiet on the water because of the storm that had passed. We only encountered the power boats in the bay as the kayaks swept through the tranquil waterway across Little Bay to the canals.  We stayed along the sides to avoid contact and the wake.  At the edge of a long pier in Little Bay, a man was casting his rod out a great distance from where he stood…the look on his face and perhaps his overenthusiastic effort hinted that he may not have been too successful that day.

The next angler was calling out enthusiastically to someone, and gave the impression there was something to see at the end of his hook.  A couple of poised Herons posed themselves so well that at first it was difficult to tell if they were real or a statue until they changed positions.  As we stroked through the canals, we could see very large jellyfish at the surface, but they must have caught our eyes; they would retreat and sink as soon as we spotted them. My seat was soon soaked from splashing in a significant amount of water while paddling… may have to work on my technique.  It was a nice cooling effect but I was grateful that I brought clothes and would not have to be dripping as we gathered the items from the market for our dinner later.

Dolphin Cruise: Rockport, Texas

Their fins are as unique as our finger prints.

Bottlenose Dolphin photo by Andrew Leggett

Generally, I am awake very early on holidays and bouncing off the door anxious to get out and about, but I was still waking up as we set off on the Sunday 9:00am Dolphin Cruise from Fulton Harbor on the Skimmer with Caption Tommy.  He also does a Whooping Crane Tour when the cranes are wintering on the coast, and enjoying the Blue crabs. If you would like a ride it is best to call.  The morning jaunt was not listed on the site when I looked.  877-892-4737 361-729-7409 http://whoopingcranetours.com/

As we headed out to the gulf, it was clear that captain Tommy, a naturalist, knew what he was doing…  find a shrimp boat and there would be dolphins following.   We spotted the fins of an adult and calf jumping and playing.  Within minutes we were surrounded by these lovely mammals, including at least two different species.

It was a challenge to catch the face of these Bottlenose dolphins (Tursiops truncatus) as the boat rocked. I decided to visit the loo but soon changed my mind when I realized that when I wasn’t looking out…  I began to feel nauseous and then understood what he meant by “hold on to your kittens”.  Fortunately we were at the end of the stalking.  The agitating stopped as we jetted back to shore. September 1, 2012

The Goose Island Oak: Rockport, Texas

Possibly 2000 years old…

The Goose Island Oak Photo by Nicki Hurd

The big Tree of Lamar is said to be a survivor of extreme weather, climatologists estimate this tree has endured forty to fifty hurricanes, floods, wildfires and droughts.

This charter member of the Oak Society of America is located on the Lamar Peninsula near Goose Island State Park.  It is estimated to have been anchored here for between one and two thousand years, and it may be one of the oldest oak trees.  Age is determined by radiocarbon dating, or counting or cross-referencing tree rings.  The Live Oak  (Quercus virginiana), is a species of Oak trees that grows from Texas to Florida, and up to Virginia.    The gulf breeze limits the height of oak trees.  The Big Tree is more than 45 feet tall and has a crown spread of 90 feet.   It is big because of its girth not height, the circumference is over 35 feet.

The horizontal length of the branches (in botany limbs are called the ramus and the large branches are known as boughs) of oak trees is bewildering to me…the core strength the limbs must have.  They look like they are defying gravity.     Trees are much stronger in the vertical axis than they are in the horizontal, because the cells at the tree trunk are long, skinny and have a tremendous amount of beam strength, which allows the tree trunk to hold up  numberous branches.

Classified as the Champion Live Oak in Texas, this beautiful Live Oak is showing its age.  The boughs are supported and it has a lightning conductor.    It has been treated for pest and disease. There is a fence surrounding it, allowing it some space, to keep us pests away…as it is almost impossible to resist the temptation to sit and lean against it and meditate on all that has gone on around this mighty oak, to touch and congratulate the Big Tree for persevering and trying to discover its secret. August 31, 2012

 

Rockport – Fulton, Texas Coast

Our favorite place on the Texas Coastal Bend.

View from Kontiki Beach Resort
Photo by Andrew Leggett

15 miles north of Port Aransas, fishing piers decorate the coast line of Rockport-Fulton a charming, less touristy option, and the county seat of Aransas County.

Rockport was recommended to me years ago, the first time I traveled to the Texas Coast, and it has lingered in my heart since.   Every holiday in Rockport-Fulton has been both interesting and filled with “fishing on the bay” relaxation.  During this visit we stayed at Kontiki Beach Resort in a suite on the top floor, a corner unit with great views.  I was thrilled to have found it and been able to book it as late as we did, considering it was a Memorial Day weekend and a popular holiday for traveling. After checking in, we headed to the locally owned and managed (by a charming family) Stevie Lews BBQ Kitchen, where the chickens run free all over the parking lot, and  loaded up on BBQ.  After a nice stroll on the long fishing pier, we relaxed on the balcony and enjoyed a continuous sea breeze and the great views of the canal and Aransas bay.

The following morning, after sipping our coffee on the balcony, we popped into the visiting center in the open sea air market area before breakfast at a Mexican restaurant on Highway 35 south, The Original Vallarta.   After a long wait, our breakfast came and tasted fresh and homemade.   Next, we cycled along the scenic Water street.  It  was pleasant, but got steaming pretty quickly.  We headed to cool off with a nice hot cappuccino at the Daily Grind on Wharf St, which was once a different coffee house that we had been to a few years past. It has a new name and new owner, and shares the space with two art galleries. After finally cooling off enough to move, we made our way into  the John Martell Photography gallery; photographs on canvas, mostly of birds, great shots, and very well done.

The next space was Texas Brush Works, the studio space and gallery of a lovely lady that informed us that she was a former school teacher, in Arizona, and is now retired and happy to do her art here, where she gets many visitors because her studio is attached to the coffee shop.  I purchased some greeting cards of her artwork, one called Java Art, (horses painted with coffee) and a few pieces of jewelry. After returning to Kontiki, we chilled in the pool, grilled steaks, and reclined on the balcony. We finished the day with our rods in the canal, watched the fish jump past, as they grabbed our bait and swam on.

The third day we ate at Charlotte Plummers Seafare Restaurant, located on North Fulton Beach road, and sat on our favorite landing deck. The Seagulls were very aggressive; we had to battle for our food. We were scolded by our waitress … “never look away from your food” as she approached just in time to swat away a gull ready to take a piece of my fish. The lady at the next table over got bombed and had to replace her drink, as her dining partner giggled.      Andrew’s Birthday May 2012