Down in the Bayou, Pt. 1

Down in Louisiana with Pomona classmates T. Woo and A. Barnette for the wedding of our college friend L. Bishop. After a cursory tour of Baton Rouge, we drove northwest, three men in a rented, midsize soccer-mom minivan, purposely sans-navigation to encourage exploration. Our first stop was at Wal-Mart to buy frogging clothes (more on that later), and we scored these sweet hats:
We running early, so we took a turn off the highway towards a blank area on our subpar map from Avis. After we turned onto the backroads, T. Woo decided he'd be more comfortable with the door open. A. "Your Safety is Our Priority" Barnette capturing the moment (while driving with other hand):
We got pretty backwoods:
We happened upon this cool old general store...
... and after we told them we were going frogging that night, they showed us this vintage frog "gigger" (the sharp metal jaws at the end snap shut):
Later that night we had a cookout with crabs, shrimp, etc., and T. Woo pressed the locals into service (1):
The real highlight of the day was frogging at night. Suffice to say it took place on the bayou under the cajun moon, and there were gators involved. Pictures and details forthcoming in a post soon.

Your man on the bayou,
Jay

Note:
1 Sadly, this is not T. Woo's first brush with questionable child labor practices. Several years ago in Baltimore leaving the Preakness Stakes horse race, T. Woo found himself behind his group after stopping to buy a burger. For a few dollars, he enlisted the services of a Tracy McGrady jersey-wearing 10-year old with a shopping cart. Witnesses report T. Woo sitting in said cart, repeatedly shouting "Hurry up, McGrady" between bites of burger as the kid pushed him up the hill.