

Sharp-shinned Hawk



We’re at Choke Canyon State Park.
The heading home part of the trip map
Forest. Trails. No bird feeding stations, but internet!


Sharp-shinned Hawk



We’re at Choke Canyon State Park.
The heading home part of the trip map
Forest. Trails. No bird feeding stations, but internet!
For the last several days, not a single person in our house has peed on the floor.
The housebreaking effort is starting to take hold. Jesse now goes to the door and yips to go outside to pee and poop. We have about one minute to respond before things go terribly wrong. Wait a minute; who exactly is being trained?
A lot of West Texas today.

Gradually giving way to Hill Country with its limestone cuts.


The heading home part of the trip map
We’re at South Llano River State Park. Great place. Forest. Trails. Bird blinds. No internet.

The theme song to Caddyshack pops into my head.

And I have visions of dancing gophers.
Back in West Texas. Haven’t been here in a year!




The heading home part of the trip map
And Jesse and Henry playing; late at night, kind of sleepy playing before bed.
Jesse and Henry sleepy playing just before bed

Hudson Hornet. They were made 1951 through 1954. The low-slung design was a big deal. The unique frame made for a comfortable ride and a hot performing car as well.
This is the part of the trip where we head home.
The heading home part of the trip map
The trip is winding down.
New Mexico windshield.


Football night in America.

The customized car in the foreground, you probably recognize.

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The car in the back might be more interesting though.
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Can you recognize it without any more information?
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Here is a little more of it.

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The rear view.

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And here is it in all its road-boat glory!
