Six weeks after the Galveston Bay oil spill, after the booms were hauled in and the blockades removed, I put my boots on and went looking for what was left. Mother Nature. Left, alone, to recover after being hit with a double whammy. 168,000 gallons of oil and God knows how many gallons of PES-51 (cleaning agent) used to disperse it.
What I found was a natural world, sickened.
I looked up close under the Intracoastal Bridge Bridge, in the ditches. . .