Well, we crossed the Lone Star state border with some memorable photos and riverside grilled cheese. After being in this huge state for three days, we like it. We've been attacked by Mosquitos, had headwinds galore, been chased by dogs, and met some nice cowboys.
Thursday- clouds threatened rain all day, and the last 20 miles took us over two hours. Grrrr. Luckily as it was getting dark and the rain really started coming down, we pulled into a town that greeted us with a 6 pack of Lone Star tall boys, delicious BBQ for Emerson, and a Texas size burger for me. After weeks of touring, I am still amazed at the amount of food we consume without gaining a pound...
After a few rounds of pool and beers, we retire to the city park as a cold front moves in. Through the night it pours rain, but as luck would have it, it's so windy that our tent is totally dry when we pack up in the 40 degree morning. Bring it, Texas!
Friday we did a short and windy 46 miles to Richards TX, and are now at a ranch/ bed and breakfast where you can pitch a tent, use the kitchen and take showers all for $16. Doris and Ernie our hosts, gave us tour of the ranch, the steers, and donkeys, after dinner.
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folks we met going eastbound. |
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eastbound friends! |
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first sighting of a prickly plant |
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flowers! |
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cowboy town |
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we love bacon |
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That's right. bacon + peanut butter + oreo. Trust me, it's good. |
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The Ranch day I |
Then! This morning we had coffee with Ernie and he says "no charge, y'all just have a good trip " oh man. We end up staying here all day relaxing in the sun at the ranch. Emerson gets a tour from Doris while Ernie takes me deer hunting! After a practice cross bow session, we stationed ourselves in the tree stand and waited for nightfall. The crescent moon, some cardinals, and a squirrel came out, but no deer. We're going again tomorrow am, and Hopefully I won't stay up too late at the neighbors' Halloween party tonight. We hear there is a bonfire and a margarita machine...
We may or may not be in Austin for Halloween come Monday! But either way I'll be an Indian warrior, hoping that Emerson won't back out of being a cowboy.
Yours until the tumbleweeds cease to move,
Emerson and Hollie
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