As the remnants of tropical storm Isadore raced eastward, I hastily gathered my gear in a last-ditch effort to salvage what was left of the teal season, which was quickly being snatched away from me.
I was determined not to sit out the remaining few days of the season.
I had no idea what would await me as I journeyed into a marsh that had just been thrashed by a tropical storm. The prospects of success were bleak, but I was compelled to give it a try.
September 01 at 7:00am