The pace of rebuild is moving slowly. While on a recent crab trap mission I passed the northern lots at Honeymoon. There were 8 or 9 tractors of some kind and 3 of them were operational. You have to wonder what’s really going on. You would think that in the middle of the day on a week day a bit more would be happening. I guess we can be happy the park reopened. Sitting and watching people who are supposed to be doing a job not doing it creates an obligation to report. Who do we report to? No one. You just have to suck it up buttercup, and ask for help with a feeling of helplessness.

Dredging is moving along at the beach. The disgusting sand from the oil covered roads has been picked up and moved back onto the beach. If you’re cool with walking around on oil covered sand I think it’s been a good time to go to the beach. Keep in mind the introduction of pollution onto the beaches and into the waterways isn’t new. Sand is often polluted. It’s cleaner at times than at other times. Fresh sand from the gulf will help. Watching the tug pulling large steel pipes completed covered in rust doesn’t help with the lack of feeling of hope of clean waterways and beaches. I hope you have your tetanus shot up to date.

On a somewhat more positive note the actual water has come leaps and bounds in water clarity. The handful of natural springs that line our coast assisted by the offshore and sideshore winds are cleaning things out quickly. I feel good about consuming crabs after seeing that the water cleaned up.