Road Trip to Texas - Day 10 (part 1)
/It may seem silly to go back three weeks to finish up my Road Trip blogs, but I don't want to leave it unfinished. This blog has become my scrapbook that I would never do on paper. And I have had a lot of feedback that you who read the blog like the Road Trip series. I left off on Day 9, so here is Day 10, split into two parts because that's how the day seemed. I'll warn you now; there are a lot of photos.
We were packing the truck. I wondered if Kirby would miss us for a little while because we'd been there for four days. Probably not, but I hope that she will remember me next time I see her.
Saying goodbye was hard for Dan and me.
Time to leave. I needed to be home by Friday.
Now that it's been so long until I sorted this batch of photos I forget where some of them were taken. I think this is the town of Blanco, the closest town to where we were visiting.
This is peach season in the Hill Country and wanted to make a stop and maybe pick up a few more gifts for farm-sitters.
Here is where they sort the peaches.
And here is where they bake pies and other delectables. It smelled wonderful inside. I was so tempted to buy a pie, but instead I bought fresh peaches and jam and...
...this for the road...trying to ease the sadness of leaving our family behind.
I amused myself by taking photos on the road (thinking that I would remember where they were taken). I have not cropped or edited these photos. They include the squashbugs (as my brother and I used to call them) and glare on the windshield.
Texas is a big place. The country is not all what I had envisioned.
There are more mountains than I expected.
And more greenery. Even towards West Texas there is agriculture anywhere there is consistent water.
At this gas stop I walked out back...
...and took photos of the gorgeous Davis Mountains to the south.
The simple descriptor I kept thinking was Big.
Dropping into the Rio Grande valley.
El Paso, on the U.S./Mexico border.
The end of this blog post but not the day. More in the next post.






















After stowing our gear we set off north to see what the town of Kelso looked like. Have you ever seen a sign with a flashing light that cautions you to watch for tortoises? I never had and I wish I had stopped for a photo. It was one of those things that I thought I'd do on the way back but we ended up making a loop through the preserve.



















