Maňana-land just got a little more like the Wizard of Oz. The flap over the oil & gas exploration in the bay has reached a crescendo, with folks trying to figure out what to do about it. One source says that the investment in this phase of seismic testing could be about 28 million bucks … and you don’t spend that kind of money to let some little hick town like us try to get in the way. We’ll see as I [attempt to] write a briefing on the importance of the lower Laguna Madre for the Legal Beagles.
Meanwhile the beach erosion is getting worse, although some areas by the Tiki have had a few hundred truckloads of sand. Hey, isn’t that the Army Corps of Engineers dredge out there in Brazos Channel again? What’s this, the second time we missed a load of sand for the beaches? Talk about adding insult to injury.
And then bills were filed in Texas Legislature to allow for casino gambling, among the spots two resort Island along the coast … hey, wouldn’t that be Galveston and us? As you may recall, if casinos are approved within a year or two Doyle Wells will get to exercise his option to pave over Isla Blanca Park.
But we were talking last night how good we still have it, while out at a small bonfire gathering way down by the end of Park Road 100. Gosh it was beautiful, and nobody was on the beach except for a half-dozen of us Sons of the Beach. Fun was had.