Just a few pictures of the park. Gulf beach side and the other side of the park. New construction of a refinery.
After a month at Port A RV Resort packed in like sardines, we have moved on to our favorites. That beyond a shadow of a doubt are the state parks. We are spending a month at this state park just a quarter of a mile or less from the beach. Here are just a few of the finds and how we spend our time here.
Sea Beans from other lands. The hamburgers (Macuna) as they call them are my favorites. It’s amazing what you find on the beach that people loose, GoPro, and also about three knives and about 4 dollars in change. It’s all good because we walk miles a day taking in the beaches.
We have hit the extremes here and we are loving it. From very warm high humid days to high winds and cold temps. But we have loved it all.
One of the other things we aren’t use to is the difference between high and low tides. We are from Oregon and use to 9 foot differences. Here the difference is a foot and a half. I will have to find out what’s the reason and why.
No matter what we are enjoying the birds and other living things.
Calle found a few friends.
Goose Island State Park Rockport, Texas
Goose Island State Park is a great base for checking out the Rockport Texas area; we stayed on the Bayfront Loop and had awesome views out the front window! The park is home to one of the largest Oak trees in Texas, and the nation for that matter! It is over 1000 years old, stands 44 feet tall and has a circumference of 35 feet; it is fittingly referred to as “The Big Tree”. Because this park is located on the inner bay, there isn’t a beach, or waves from the surf, many people were sitting right outside of their RVs with fishing poles, I plan to stay here again and try my luck at catching fish!
The first day, after arriving, we decided to check out the antiques shops in town, one shop we visited (billed as a junk shop/museum) was the the first place I have ever been offered a beer for refreshment as I shopped for collectibles – complementary beer at that! The shop people were very interesting, as were their antiques – they too were drinking beer – eclectic place to say the least.
The next day we made a trip north to the Aransas National Wildlife Refuge, hopefully to see some birds we’ve never seen in the wild before. We didn’t get a close look at any birds, we did see some way out in the marshes, but we left our high powered binoculars in Huey. We made the best of it, checked out the visitor center with many displays, did the car tour around the refuge, stopping at various places along the way including two ponds with alligators basking in the sun. We also walked up a high bird viewing platform that looked out into Aransas Bay, there were some official bird watchers from the Houston area, equipped with their binoculars – they pointed out a family of Whooping Cranes and offered their binoculars for a peak.
Because I waited too long to make reservations at Goose Island, and it was right at Christmas weekend, we were able to only stay three nights. It was a nice, peaceful place to spend Christmas with the Pelicans.
Goliad State Park is a beautiful park that has so much history of Texas and the fight for independence and statehood. Almost everyone knows the history of what took place at the Alamo, in San Antonio, but an equally important battle happened in the surrounding area of Goliad.
The town square, with the county seat and courthouse is beautiful, as are the buildings surrounding the square. The architecture and design elements of these 1880’s buildings is just incredible – It never ceases to amaze me just how nice these buildings are and how old they are and most of them are still being used.
One of the most ghostly and Erie missions we have seen is the Presidio La Bahia, just outside Goliad, Texas; the history regarding the battle that took place, just three weeks after the Alamo, is haunting and humbling, and really makes me think about the hardships our forefathers endured to make this country great. It tells a story of the ruthless Antonio Lopez De Santa Anna, fighting for Mexico, who ordered a massacre of 400 Texans who surrendered to his forces 3 weeks after the Alamo.
We took a side trip to the Town of Victoria Texas, hoping the town square and courthouse would be up to par with others we have visited. Unfortunately the downtown area was rather bleak and no fun shops to go through. The old courthouse building didn’t disappoint – they sure knew how to erect a building back in the 1880’s. In the same downtown area we walked past a lovely old Catholic Church – just love those old churches and missions – something very moving about them. On another note, we found in Victoria, the equivalent of “Taco Tuesday” that we have seen in other parts of the country (Oregon and Utah, to name two); The Texan version is called “Gizzard Tuesday” what a riot. And no we didn’t try it.
We pulled into McKinney Falls State Park (Austin, Texas) in the early afternoon; we are getting to be pros at setting up our home on wheels, then we took off on a walk to explore the beautiful park. There are 65 miles of trails and a couple of them lead to very pretty waterfalls. The terrain is pretty flat around here, so with no mountains for direction orientation, I was easily turned around and actually had a hard time finding my way back to Huey. I guess I’ve spent too many years having mountains to help navigate by.
The next day we went into Austin to check out the town. We came to a realization that we aren’t cut out for cities over 85k people; we didn’t enjoy the hustle and bustle, strange traffic lights and one way streets, not to mention no where to park downtown. We made a very quick stop at the visitor center, drove by the capital building, then got the heck out of there; that’s the beauty of being nomadic – if you don’t like where you land, you don’t have to stay – that’s what this lifestyle is all about.
I found these cowboy boots in an antique shop but couldn’t bring myself to buying them because of the toes were turned up to hard. Don’t think I could wear them for more than 5 minutes!
Another breakfast visitor this time a Texas whitetail.
The park was really nice, especially the falls and the trails and even though the park is very close to the airport, it was serene and peaceful.
We enjoyed our three day stay at San Angelo State Park, and our several forays into the town of San Angelo to check out antiques malls and old town. Our drive to Blanco State Park down Hwy 290 was really picturesque, and we enjoyed it so much; had no idea that there were so many wineries in this part of Texas, or any part of Texas for that matter! We left San Angelo to stay ahead of a rapid advancing arctic cold front heading from the northwest part of the country to down here in the south, right where we are. The day we left set a new high temperature record of 76 degrees, and by the next morning a new low temperature of 19 degrees was recorded – BRRR, way too cold for us. That was all in a time span of 12 hours and with it came the high winds, which we stayed ahead of so we didn’t have to drive Huey in those conditions – going down the road with a 60 plus foot long rig that stands over 13 feet high is no fun at all in high winds!
The drive down Hwy 290 was amazing in the fact I haven’t seen as many wineries since Napa Vally in the 70’s; we didn’t stop at any, usually parking for something as big as we are is challenging at best. Also the whole route had fruit stands with pictures of peaches; they must give Georgia a run for their money! We would have loved some fresh peaches, but we are about five months late for that. As we drove through The really quaint old town of Fredricksburg the streets were line with shops and elbow to elbow people on the sidewalks for a mile. We decided we would drive back in the “toad” the next day to check it out; little did we know just how cold it was going to be, literally almost got frost bite walking around town!
We arrived at Blanco State Park and found our spot for Huey, set up and went in to the small town of Blanco to check out the town square and then drove 12 miles further down the road to Johnson City (the birthplace of LBJ) to see what has happening there. We browsed through several antiques/art shops and stopped at a small local brewery (Pecan Street Brewery) to sample their brews.
In the morning it was 19 degrees and we went for a walk along the Blanco River that runs through the park. We saw strange plants next to the river and it looked like the base of the plants were sprayed with insulation. The plants are called frost weeds, and they are amazing because they protect themselves by secreting something that protects them from the extreme cold, I have never heard of a plant doing this and makes me think that plants must have nerves and feelings.
After our brisk walk we left for Fredericksburg, using a “back road”; very beautiful country side. Michelle saw a sign to the “town” of Luckenbach, a sign posted there says population 3, and I believe that – VERY tiny. We turned off the main road to see this historic little town, made famous by a popular song by the great Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson called “Back to the Basics” originally penned by Booby Emmons and Chips Moman.
The next morning, while eating breakfast before we left we were greeted by a magnificent vivid red Cardinal outside the window enjoying a breakfast of red berries. Very peaceful and serene at this lovely park.
We are in San Angelo Texas and yes everything is actually big here!
Maybe nudging people while tailgating?
Chasing armadillos in the brush?
Maybe herding those big Longhorns.
I’m sure your mind can run wild!
The Road Goes on Forever and the Party Never Ends!
Late Spring, Summer and Fall 2016
Late spring brought much sadness in our family due to the passing of my youngest brother. It was and will be for a very long time most devastating and so many questions that I have will never be answered. But because of family and friends and reacquainting with a good old friend, I have finally for the most part gotten through it. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about it, and that won’t change for many moons.
On a much happier note, we had a great visit with our fantastic little Granddaughter Charlotte and her parents before departing for Chenin and Bryce’s house in June.
The visit was cut short because of the unfortunate setback involving the rear air brakes on Huey as we tried to set off to Oregon. The brakes wouldn’t release so putting the tranny in reverse with 400 horsepower shattered the differential. Major time and expense to get that repaired. It took me hours to find someone in Salt Lake City who could fix the damage, and Huey couldn’t be towed the normal way, it had to be loaded on a flat bed. That raised a whole new set of problems. The height of Huey on the flat bed was 16’1″, the UDOT highway permit and overpasses for the 29 mile trip to the shop wouldn’t allow the trip. There were 4 overpasses that were well under the height of Huey and the flat bed. So UDOT of Utah required us to take a 96 mile trip to the same place on another route. Even traveling that route we had to get off the freeway twice to divert by those overpasses. Finally, 2 weeks later, we were on our way and our most gracious and lovely daughter and son in law saved us a bundle by allowing us to staying with them up in Park City, while our home was in the shop down in Salt Lake City.
We got to Bend and Chenin’s place with just 7 or 8 days for a visit before having to leave for our summer position with Oregon State Parks in Port Orford. From left Dawn(Bryce’s Mother) Chenin and Michelle right. So two months at the museum, which was rewarding and fun, as always came to an end far too quickly. We have decided to take a couple years off from volunteering on the Oregon coast, we love it and sure hope to be invited back in a few years! We are ready for some new adventures and this coming summer we will be heading to the Midwest to the areas of my childhood homes in Iowa and Wisconsin.
We traveled up the Oregon coast to Florence and stayed 4 days at the Elks Lodge. What a beautiful park. We plan to stay there two weeks sometime or maybe a whole summer if we are lucky enough to talk them into it in the future.
The month of September we stayed at Chenin’s house to catch up on a visit with her and Bryce. We had a wonderful visit with the both of them. We finally got a whole month in Bend, so many good places to eat there and 32 micro breweries – that’s quite a lot for such a small area. Saying good bye was really hard to do, but we knew that Chenin and Bryce were coming to Park City for Charlottes birthday in late October. So another visit was in order.
It just amazes us just how much our granddaughter just keeps surprising us with the things she learns and the things she tells us. I was informed one afternoon with the words, “grandpa you have a big tummy!” I told her no it was a baggy sweatshirt. She didn’t believe me!
While in Park City we all participated with 1125 other people to set a Guinness book record for the largest shot ski in the world. That many people all took a shot of beer at the same time off of skis bolted together, it stretched through main in old downtown Park City. Our month came to an end and it was time to leave for Arizona and places south to miss the winter weather coming in Utah.
My daughter, Chenin, made a Facebook connection with my best friend in high school who I have not seen in 37 years. So we altered out route to Phoenix to meet up for a 3 day visit. We visited Brent and his wife Darcy and had a wonderful time telling and remembering stories and HIGH crimes from our past. Next year we will make another visit and will enjoy each other’s company again!
Once again we were in Phoenix as our base. We stayed at Lost Dutchman State Park, in Apache Junction and My brother Bernard and his Wiley wife Alice brought their RV out to stay a few days taking time from their busy life. As always we had a wonderful, laughter-filled visit. I love kicking Alice’s behind at joker poker!
We moved on to Usery Mountain Park, not too far from Lost Dutchman; we call it the jumping cholla Capitol of the world. Our good friends George and Robin came out for 5 days with their restored Airstream that he just finished upgrading and restoring.
We were able to add 5 days to the end of our time in the Phoenix area at McDowell Regional Park, just outside of Fountain Hills. We love this park because it’s quiet and the views are great. Bernard and Alice came out for another two nights in their RV.
All this time in Phoenix also gave me time to make trips to Payson to see my mom who just celebrated her 91st birthday.
So after Phoenix we headed to Bisbee, Arizona to take in the Copper Queen Mine tour and old town Lowell; both were well worth the time. I kick myself in the butt cause I left the camera in the RV when we went underground for the mine tour – what a great tour, no pictures to prove it though!
So now we are meandering through Texas on our way to Corpus Christi where our winter home will be this year. We bought a yearly state parks pass to enjoy what state parks have to offer. Just a few days and the pass has almost paid for itself. So far Texas and the parks have totally surpassed our expectations of Texas. I need to stop prejudging places before I have ever seen or spent any real time there. I worked a bunch in Texas as a young man and didn’t think much of it, was I wrong. All I can say is it must have been the jobs fault!!!!