Watt Key
Gone to Texas
As a youngster, I couldn’t even imagine what other people did in summer without Mobile Bay to entertain them. I assumed they were all in a holding pattern...
Crawfishing
ABOVE Watt’s daughter, Mary Michael, his son, Albert, center, and Albert’s friend, John Michael Nipper, take to the Louisiana cypress swamps...
The Honeybee Man
A chance encounter following a bee infestation changes Watt’s mind about the buzzing, stinging insects.
Smokey the Squirrel
Early spring on the Bay brings high tides and wet, windy weather like a fitful ending to a nasty winter. But to an 8-year-old boy in Point Clear,...
The Perfect Pond
A couple of years out of college, I was still living with my parents in Point Clear, but I was ready for a place to call my own....
Man of the Wild
When I was a boy in Point Clear, I occasionally saw a mostly-naked man swimming past my grandparents’ wharf in the dead of winter. I was told this...
Point Clear Towing
Point Clear never really had enough year-round residents to support a whole bunch of services. If you had a fire, you called the Barnwell Fire Department. Needed police, ...
Dirty Jobs
First and foremost in my memory of horrible tasks was cleaning out the grease trap. I didn’t get suspicious of this particular responsibility until I was in my early teens...
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Outbound
Click here to read Part I of Watt Key's bar pilot adventure It’s late December, and I’m looking forward to making my second trip with the Mobile...
Into the Wild: Part II
Read Part I of "Into the Wild" I was determined to spend two weeks in the Alabama River bottom swamp with little more than a bow, arrows and...