Thursday, February 7, 2019

What a Ride! - Part Three

From Las Vegas we cruised south to Tucson, Arizona, with an overnight stop in Gila Bend, AZ. We had planned to stay at a small rv park there, but found it to be full by the time we arrived,  so we dry camped in the back lot of a truck stop. Not a bad spot at all...a bit noisy, but certainly do-able.


After loading up with diesel fuel in the morning at the truck stop ($2.79 a gallon was great after Cali prices), we completed our last leg into Tucson where we stayed very briefly in Mission View RV Park, the same location that our friends Ted and Phyllis stay in. A couple of dinners with them and a great lunch with our Minnesota friends Dave and Sue who are wintering in Tucson, and off we went east.

We crossed the Continental Divide going into Las Cruces, where we had the unfortunate pleasure of staying at the Coachlight Inn and RV Park.



We were parked next to "Amigo", as noted by the hand-painted sign on the back of the neighboring motorhome...


This rv was in the park the last time we were here....anf frankly I expected it to have either blown away or collapsed upon itself.


We were asked to wait an hour while an electrical problem was repaired in the site we were assigned. OK. After two, I asked when the site would be ready. "Soon", I was told, "and let's take care of the checkin while we wait, ok?". Second mistake. The problem never was fixed, management left for the evening, and we were left dry-camping in an rv park. Oh, joy. Well, Sweetie, scratch another one off the list....

A quick overnighter found us on the road early, hoping to leave New Mexico in our rearview mirror!


Welcome to Texas!



 Yup, this is Texas.


We pulled into Ft Stockton, Texas, about 4 in the afternoon with a beautiful afternoon sky over Interstate 10.


Even though our reservation had been misplaced, the kind folks at Ft. Stockton RV Park found us a perfect pull-through site. It was great not to have to worry about utilities or derelict rv's.


The Texas sunset was very watchful(?).


On Friday, February 1st, we pulled into Buckhorn Lake RV Resort in Kerrville, Texas. It's a lovely, small park primarily designed for motorhomes. This is the view from the front window of the motorhome in our pull-in site 6124:


The sites here are spacious, and include a nice patio in the adult section where we are. We've met the nice neighbors, most of whom are spending the entire winter here.


We've discovered that friends Rosemary and Ed are spending a few days in San Antonio, so we've arranged to share a few hours sightseeing with each other. Donna and I braved the evening rush hour into SA to visit them on Tuesday night and enjoy dinner at one of the city's many Bar-B-Q restaurants, Rudy's. The meal was adequate, but more importantly, we learned a bit about navigating through the second largest city in Texas (after Houston).

On Wednesday, we picked up R and E and plunged into the depths of downtown to check out the famous San Antonio Riverwalk. It did not disappoint! But first, we considered taking a couple of public access scooters from the parking lot to the Riverwalk.....no.....it didn't happen...but only because "they" didn't want me to.....


The River is every bit as beautiful as we remembered it from years past.


Of course we had to have lunch along the river! We found a small restaurant on the second level that afforded an outdoor view of the activity.


Restaurants by the dozen....


and souvenir shops with a sense of humor line the Riverwalk.


We had a lovely afternoon walking, shopping, and people watching. This is a must-do!

Finally, today, Thursday, we took a drive north to the German rooted town of Fredericksburg. After walking, talking (and shopping), we found ourselves having lunch in one of the original 1856 buildings in town. Completely remodeled of course, a number of times, the building has a rustic, comfortable ambience. And the lunch was great!


 A sign in one of the shops defines southern relaxation!


Fredericksburg is the birthplace of Fleet Admiral Chester W. Nimitz, who rose to the rank of Fleet Admiral in 1944 after serving as Commander in Chief of the Pacific Fleet after the infamous attack on Pearl Harbor. A museum in his honor occupies a prominent  location in town, and while we didn't have time to visit today, we will return.

After several days of mid 70's temps, we are in for a bit of cool weather in the near future. Yesterday the high was near 80, and tomorrow is predicted to be about 44. Wow! We may have to stay inside and do our taxes or something fun like that!

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