Today it was Ranch country. I would have loved to stop and take photos of Many of the elaborate gates, all closed, some with RVs just inside to presumably house the “guards.” A sandy two track leading through desert scrubland to a somewhere out of sight. Of course if I stopped for them all, I’d never get anywhere and I’m slow enough as it is. Plus if you stopped for every “Historical Marker” it might take a day to go 50 miles. Lots of history here in Texas.
Flower besides camper in Cotulla
I saw SO many birds. Hundreds of turkey vultures kerneling over the land with something else very big that had a large white spot on the underwing and a light tail. There were kestrels and a couple other falcons sitting on the wires. Many hawks. I even saw another caracara sitting in the top of a tree, and then later one dead along the road made me sad. (No bird pics at 65mph.)
Well, I didn’t quite make it to Mom’s on Thursday. My over 200 miles were mostly back roads through little bodunk towns…
…and past the evidence of our glut for oil (self included).
As I got closer in the late afternoon I didn’t want to get into traffic so stopped for the night just out of Edinburg.
Besides I was tired from the long yesterday.