1926, my grandfather, a fisherman by trade, began ferrying locals and tourists out to the Mississippi islands in the Gulf of Mexico on a converted wood oyster schooner. Nearly 100 years later, using my familyās hundred-foot passenger ferry, Iāve continued the business of transporting people across the shallow, brackish Mississippi Sound out to the emerald-green waters of the Gulf Islands National Seashore. Fifty-thousand visitors from across the country travel here each year to discover the beauty and solitude found on some of the last undeveloped islands in the Northern Gulf region.
