To live on Grand Isle is to live in nature. Flowers and plants scent the air. Wind rustles leaves in the oaks. And everywhere crash, slide crash, slide. Like A Job Robert Collins eyes are light blue a windswept color reflecting the small canal and Caminada Bay behind his shrimp shed.
Commercial fishing is king on Grand Isle oysters, fish and especially shrimp.
I remember when I was a young boy, when the season started, you worked constantly the whole season, Collins says. Now it s almost like a job. If you show up at a certain time in the afternoon, we re shutting down. Collins voice is sad, resigned. He s known for his ability to catch a lot of shrimp.