|Beluga's Kerrville view|
We headed out on a short scenic loop drive which turned out to be anything but short. Poor Dave. We enjoyed ourselves very much, but we ended up driving about 90 miles in total.
We kept mostly to quiet country roads, driving alongside the unbelievably clear, green Guadalupe River for much of the afternoon.
|tree bark art|
Up and down the rocky hills, passing large tracts of ranch land enclosed with high wire fences and large, fancy gates, over the river, and through dozens of small towns of golden stone homes and buildings.
|many homes are built of this native stone|
Most of the large ranches were game "preserves", or more correctly, hunting lodges offering ibex, water buffalo, sitka, catalina goat, hogs, sable antelope, aoudad, etc., etc., for one's sporting pleasure.
The next day we broke camp and, once again, headed west.
We worried that we'd run into more wet weather but the sky never fell even though the wind picked up smartly.
Last night we stayed just outside of Fort Stockton Texas.
The campground was quite pleasant, neat and clean, although not a blade of grass to be seen.
Dave and Lewis met beautiful, platinum blond "working girl" on their predawn constitutional this morning. She had quite a voice, as did her companions.
|can you see her?|
After her shift was over and the sun came up she wandered over for visit. She apologized for her aggressive behavior earlier and flipped on her back for a conciliatory belly rub. I came out to meet her, as I had heard her furious barking when Dave and Lewis unwittingly approached her charges. This gal takes her job very seriously. She gently accepted my offering of biscuits and then strolled back to her girls as they began to graze away down the slope.
|the working girl, a beautiful|
Tonight we're in Las Cruces, New Mexico and tomorrow we'll make it to Tucson, our destination for the next couple weeks.