The bayous around Houston aren't exactly known for their cleanliness. When we talked to one of our daughters shortly before our canoeing adventure began, she said, "Are you crazy?!! Don't fall in! You'll end up with three arms instead of two." (I'm not sure if she was talking about us growing an extra limb, or perhaps bumping into someone else's missing body part....ew. Either is a legitimate possibility.)
Our canoe guide had a quite a lot of information to share. I zoned out for most of it. When he pointed to the same tree for the fifth time, and said, "Look, there's a crepe murder (myrtle)."...well, it got old fast.
Mostly we saw trash, large amounts of trash; trash on the banks, trash in the trees, trash in the water. But we also saw cute turtles, chirpy cardinals, scary snakes, a 4-5 foot long alligator, a beaver (I think), and poison ivy.
All in all, it was a pretty great day.