Sixty years ago, Judy and I got married.
Sixty-five years ago, I was a 15-year-old kid on a bicycle delivering newspapers.
Thursday
We were going to stay at South Llano River for a couple nights, but the heat is wearing us down. (And by “us” I mean “me”.) We drove on to Choke Canyon State Park for our last night out.
Time to get home to the air conditioning. We can still be out in the heat there, but we can ration our exposure better from home base.
And now it’s Friday, and we’re there.
Two and a half months. Nine thousand miles. It’s good to be home.
We’re planning our next trip.
Wednesday
South Llano River State Park
The stop at Lum’s BBQ for an early dinner on the way in.
When we got here, we realized it was a perfect storm of conditions. South Llano River is a Dark Skies Park; no outside lights at night. The sky was cloudless. It’s a new moon; no competition from the moonlight. This was the height of the Perseids meteor shower. We stayed up into the wee hours. It was a slow start. After 11pm we started getting some shooting stars. The height was supposed to be around 4am. We didn’t stay up that late. We called it a night.
Morning light
A last look down into the canyon.
And south from the Texas Panhandle to Central Texas.
Abilene State Park
Sometimes
Sometimes we stop early in the day, it’s hot, and there is no shade to park under. Can’t sit in the car and work with the sun blazing in through all those wonderful windows. Found the solution. Insulated window covers tailored to fit each window. Installed them while we were at Becky and Brian’s house.
To attach them, we had to stick some metal bits on the window glass, and the window covers attach themselves magnetically.
Slick.
Along the way today. Goofy rock formations in Southeastern Colorado at the Gobbler’s Knob rest area on Hwy 287. Beehives. Credit irregular erosion for their appearance,
Now at Palo Duro Canyon State Park.
Less than 100 degrees. Slightly. Very comfortable after the sun went behind the canyon wall.
