Distance/time: just about 6,000 miles in 40 days.
Average camping fee: $30.42 (our highest and first over budget!). Only 1 night of boondocking (Usery Mtn SP for $10) and no free driveway camping this trip. We took the cushy route and had electric and water every night. I sure do prefer the quiet electric space heater to that loud propane one....
Maintenance: 6-hour, expensive oil change in ABQ on the way home, and replaced marker light cover at RV shop in Tucson on the way out. Now we have to tackle a host of little things that have gone awry: a broken window shade, a broken water compartment door handle, dirty HVAC and engine air filters, and the inevitable plethora of loose (or fallen out) screws.
Fuel Economy: 15.2 mpg. Wayyyy windy this trip, plus ole leadfoot (me) couldn't keep it to 55-62 always.... We had a number of days when we wanted to make miles rather than explore; that always bumps up the speed. We averaged $2.58 per gallon, but paid as much as $3.29 getting out of and back into California.
National Parks and Monuments:
1. Great Sand Dunes National Park (finally!)
2. Big Bend National Park (probably first and last visit to this "remotest" national park in the lower 48)
3. Petroglyph National Monument (revisited)
4. Hot Springs National Park (revisited)
5. New Orleans Jazz National Historical Park
6. Jean Lafitte National Historical Park and Preserve (Lafayette, LA)
7. Vicksburg National Military Park
Favorite State/County Parks:
On this trip, we liked both Texas and Louisiana state parks a whole lot. Texas drives us a bit nuts with each park being a different price. We paid, variously, $14, $17, $20, and $25 for no apparent reason except, perhaps, proximity (or not) to urban areas. Same amenities, though. We just loved Blanco SP in Hill Country, though. Our idea of a perfect park: huge, grassy sites; shade trees; water/electric and a convenient dump station; nice restrooms; sound of running water from the creek; a variety of activities (free fishing, good geocaching); and the ability to walk to restaurants and shops. All for $17/night. We'll be back!
Given the poor condition of Louisiana's state roads (which a Reader's Digest article just this month listed as the worst in the nation--no kidding!), we didn't expect a lot from their state parks, but we were pleasantly surprised. We will be staying at more of these parks next time we're visiting and/or passing through.
Favorite vehicle:
Best meal: Oooh, this is tough given the variety of amazing foods we got to try, but the Louisiana Bistro's "Feed Me" dinner probably takes the cake. Also, getting to enjoy the Cajun crawfish dinner provided by our neighbors at Hot Springs NP was a big treat, too.
Best pie: Royer's Round Top. Hands down. We are definitely ordering some of these for the big party we want to throw this summer.
Most educational tourist attraction: Tie between the Queen Mine tour in Bisbee, AZ and the Balloon Museum in Albuquerque. We knew next to nothing about either topic, but had a lot of fun learning at these places.
Most challenging activity: Hiking up the mountain in Hot Springs National Park and into the canyon at Big Bend. We were, for the most part, a bit on the lazy side this spring.
Most fun: Watching the Cubbies spring training games with our good friend.
Biggest surprises: How much it was still winter in Colorado in mid-April AND how much we liked staying at the Sky Ute Casino--our first Indian casino RV visit. Oh, and the 5-minute sheep delay....
Prettiest sunsets: East and North Texas state parks
This trip's weather challenge: Wind!!! Tailwinds out of California, dust storm in Big Bend, big cross winds across Texas, and severe wind warnings in New Mexico. No other storms to speak of, except that little bit of snow at the beginning of the trip. Couldn't ask for better weather, really.
Time to Go Home
We spent Wednesday morning at Coronado State Monument, a lovely little park with the most amazing artifacts. We've been to so many sites--Canyon de Chelly, Mesa Verde, Bandelier, Montezuma, et al--and have never seen what this little park has: the finest kiva murals in the world. Amazing pieces of art and well preserved and displayed. (No photography allowed.)
Plus, the setting--along the Rio Grande--was just lovely. We had a nice time walking the trails. Well, the humans did. The dog wasn't pleased about cactus and rocks, as per usual.
We then embarked on an important task to finish: hiding a "geocoin" in a cache near or inside Petroglyph National Monument. A gal we met geocaching last January gave us this coin, whose mission is to travel to all the national parks in the U.S. We have been photographing the coin at all the national parks we've visited: Big Bend, Hot Springs, Great Sand Dunes and it was time to plant it for someone else to find and carry to a new spot. We had wanted to leave it in Colorado, but the poor AT&T reception made us unable to use the GPS to locate a good spot. So, it was New Mexico for the coin.
We returned to Petroglyph, since we knew where that was and it was sort of a "park" (we are hoping "national monuments" count in the game). We photographed the coin in the park
then we had to drive to another end of the park to find the cache where we could leave the coin. I had to drop Lisa off (no safe parking) and find an unobtrusive place to park in a not-very-nearby neighborhood covered in "Report Suspect Persons" signs and patrolled by the local gendarmes. I don't know which was more challenging--having Lisa find the cache in the lava field or finding a place to wait for her. It all turned out, though. The pressure is off. Oh, wait. Lisa has now picked up another travel coin from our stop tonight in Arizona. Now we'll have to take it around and find it a new home....
We ended up checking into our tried-and-true RV park on I-40 early in the afternoon, thinking we'd catch up on some TV via the Internet. Drats--no 3G. Turned in early so we could be up and out of the park before 7AM to be at our oil change appointment, bright and early and first in line.
Suffice to say, after 6 hours and 10 minutes, we weren't happy campers. I think my biggest disappointment is that we thought we had finally found a competent dealer, albeit one 1000 miles from home, that we could rely on since we had had such great service from them last fall. But this time, in this new location, it was just a series of lousy customer service moves. The manager did call me later that day, after I had made my disappointment known to the assistant manager before leaving.
A very disappointing day, and one that shows what happens when you start letting thoughts of home creep into your trip. It. Is. Time. To. Go Home....NOW. So, we finally hit the road in early afternoon, skipping any tourist sites along the way (putting Acoma back on the list along with Catwalks) and skipping our fun idea of going US 60 through Pie Town. It was just too late in the day to attempt that because there were just too many long stretches of nothing in case we needed to stop.
So, we took boring old I-40 and made it to Meteor Crater Park outside of Winslow. We're here with about 25 El Monte rental RVs full of Finns. Yes, folks from Finland. Very interesting group.
We expect tomorrow to be a big push day--perhaps to Bakersfield--and then Saturday cruise on home. Next post will be the wrap-up post from home.
Plus, the setting--along the Rio Grande--was just lovely. We had a nice time walking the trails. Well, the humans did. The dog wasn't pleased about cactus and rocks, as per usual.
We then embarked on an important task to finish: hiding a "geocoin" in a cache near or inside Petroglyph National Monument. A gal we met geocaching last January gave us this coin, whose mission is to travel to all the national parks in the U.S. We have been photographing the coin at all the national parks we've visited: Big Bend, Hot Springs, Great Sand Dunes and it was time to plant it for someone else to find and carry to a new spot. We had wanted to leave it in Colorado, but the poor AT&T reception made us unable to use the GPS to locate a good spot. So, it was New Mexico for the coin.
We returned to Petroglyph, since we knew where that was and it was sort of a "park" (we are hoping "national monuments" count in the game). We photographed the coin in the park
then we had to drive to another end of the park to find the cache where we could leave the coin. I had to drop Lisa off (no safe parking) and find an unobtrusive place to park in a not-very-nearby neighborhood covered in "Report Suspect Persons" signs and patrolled by the local gendarmes. I don't know which was more challenging--having Lisa find the cache in the lava field or finding a place to wait for her. It all turned out, though. The pressure is off. Oh, wait. Lisa has now picked up another travel coin from our stop tonight in Arizona. Now we'll have to take it around and find it a new home....
We ended up checking into our tried-and-true RV park on I-40 early in the afternoon, thinking we'd catch up on some TV via the Internet. Drats--no 3G. Turned in early so we could be up and out of the park before 7AM to be at our oil change appointment, bright and early and first in line.
Suffice to say, after 6 hours and 10 minutes, we weren't happy campers. I think my biggest disappointment is that we thought we had finally found a competent dealer, albeit one 1000 miles from home, that we could rely on since we had had such great service from them last fall. But this time, in this new location, it was just a series of lousy customer service moves. The manager did call me later that day, after I had made my disappointment known to the assistant manager before leaving.
A very disappointing day, and one that shows what happens when you start letting thoughts of home creep into your trip. It. Is. Time. To. Go Home....NOW. So, we finally hit the road in early afternoon, skipping any tourist sites along the way (putting Acoma back on the list along with Catwalks) and skipping our fun idea of going US 60 through Pie Town. It was just too late in the day to attempt that because there were just too many long stretches of nothing in case we needed to stop.
So, we took boring old I-40 and made it to Meteor Crater Park outside of Winslow. We're here with about 25 El Monte rental RVs full of Finns. Yes, folks from Finland. Very interesting group.
We expect tomorrow to be a big push day--perhaps to Bakersfield--and then Saturday cruise on home. Next post will be the wrap-up post from home.
Burque, Duke City, ABQ
A most lovely day playing tourist in what feels like our second home, Albuquerque. Spent the morning at the Balloon Museum, which had a ton of really fun interactive exhibits.
We built a balloon,
wove a basket to go under a balloon, flew a balloon via simulator,
and used a flight simulator.
You do not want to ride in a plane with either of us. Crash, crash, crash. But Lisa got almost a perfect score on the balloon simulator, for your future reference. They also had a great gift shop where we could pick up a few goodies for those who are being so kind in watching our house ;-)
Then it was off to the Nob Hill neighborhood, which I'd read was the hip place for restaurants and locally owned shops. Had a scrumptious lunch at a surprisingly delightful brasserie. Lisa had a trout/artichoke dish and I had the most wonderful cassoulet. Then we strolled the shops and found a few must-have items for the house, including one thing that I have been regretting not getting last October in Durango, CO. (It was even unavailable via the internet!) Lo and behold, I found it on Route 66, aka Central Avenue, on Nob Hill.
Then we toodled back up the road toward Bernalillo, stopping at the Gruet winery. We had heard a Splendid Table podcast about their unusually good sparkling wines, so we had to stop. (We have a May celebration to buy this for ;-)
Turns out the sparklers weren't as good as the Chardonnay and Pinot Noirs that they use to make the sparkling wine. So, we purchased a few of those, including some to give as gifts back home.
We built a balloon,
wove a basket to go under a balloon, flew a balloon via simulator,
and used a flight simulator.
You do not want to ride in a plane with either of us. Crash, crash, crash. But Lisa got almost a perfect score on the balloon simulator, for your future reference. They also had a great gift shop where we could pick up a few goodies for those who are being so kind in watching our house ;-)
Then it was off to the Nob Hill neighborhood, which I'd read was the hip place for restaurants and locally owned shops. Had a scrumptious lunch at a surprisingly delightful brasserie. Lisa had a trout/artichoke dish and I had the most wonderful cassoulet. Then we strolled the shops and found a few must-have items for the house, including one thing that I have been regretting not getting last October in Durango, CO. (It was even unavailable via the internet!) Lo and behold, I found it on Route 66, aka Central Avenue, on Nob Hill.
Then we toodled back up the road toward Bernalillo, stopping at the Gruet winery. We had heard a Splendid Table podcast about their unusually good sparkling wines, so we had to stop. (We have a May celebration to buy this for ;-)
Turns out the sparklers weren't as good as the Chardonnay and Pinot Noirs that they use to make the sparkling wine. So, we purchased a few of those, including some to give as gifts back home.
Catch Up: Panhandle-Raton-Colo
Wednesday: Copper Breaks State Park, Quanah, TX
What a funky little 1960s era park! In the middle of, literally, no where. A very windy day (30-40 mph) so we hunkered down indoors till early evening when the wind calmed down. Then enjoyed a nice hike around this canyonland park, dodging fire ants (pronounced "fahr aints" in this neck of the woods).
The best part was the drive from the park the next day. Near Quitaque, TX, we spotted the best ranch name ever: Middle Age Spread!
We drove by Caprock Canyon State Park, which wasn't very far away--we'll try that if we're in the area again.
Thursday: Lunch in Amarillo, Texas
We finally caved and stopped at the well-advertised tourist trap: The Big Texan. Its claim to fame is the stage inside where big eaters attempt to down a 72-oz steak (plus all the fixings--potato, salad, shrimp cocktail) in under an hour. If they fail, they have to pay for the darn thing, which is quite expensive. No one was making the attempt when we stopped for lunch, but that was OK. It was an experience, and the food wasn't bad.
Thursday: Palo Duro Canyon State Park, Canyon, TX (Texas' Grand Canyon)
Beautiful park. Only about 30 miles south of I-40 and definitely better than any of the Amarillo-area CGs. The drive here was spectacular, as we crossed the eastern end of the canyon driving north from Copper Break. You're just driving along, flat West Texas views, and then the road drops way more than 10% down into a gorgeous canyon. We only made 25 mph climbing up the other side. Then it was back to "Wide Open Spaces"
until we finished our Amarillo business and headed back down south to the western side of the canyon.
The temperatures fluctuate dramatically from the bottom of the canyon (much hotter)
to the rim (much windier)
Thank goodness we were visiting in April. We hear that the summer temps can be 110 or more.
If we come back again, we want to be sure to bring our boots and check out the riding stables. The trails are pretty rough in the canyon, so doing it from horseback seems like a really good idea.
There is also a really great museum and art shop. Check out Martha's upscale cousin--a $1500 turquoise mosaic skull spotted at Palo Duro Canyon State Park store, which had surprisingly good art for sale. I was talked off the ledge, but boy he'd look good over our fireplace.
Friday: Surgarite Canyon State Park, near Raton, NM
We spent Wednesday morning driving up the rest of the Panhandle, through tiny little towns and lots and lots of nothing. Our big score was finding a self-service truck/RV wash. We were able to wash off much of the many layers we've been accumulating: the snow slush of our first week crossing the Sierras, the heavy duty day-glo pollen of Louisiana and Arkansas, and the major bugs of Texas. $15 dollar later, Rocksie looked much, much better.
Then we made it into the upper NE corner of NM, intending to recreate last fall's delight with NM state parks. Whoops. I guess they aren't quite all the same. This one was way up the side of a mountain and had tons of interesting history (ruins of an early 20th century coal mining town), but was terribly run down. We were just beginning to acclimate to the altitude (about 8000') so no huge hikes. Snow melt had the river running, with lots of mud great for studying animal tracks.
Saturday: Southern Colorado
We have intended to get to this national park so many times that we just couldn't miss it again. You see, I first learned of this park in 2002 while working on a K-5 reading program. We were licensing a charming picture book by Audrey Wood, The Bunyans, which "explains" via tall tale how many of the United States' most interesting geographical features came to be. Great Sand Dunes was, of course, formed when Paul Bunyan's son turned over his shoes and dumped out the sand inside. Well, I just had to see 750' tall dunes. I think the 8 years' of anticipation just about guaranteed an anti-climatic visit. We had a picnic lunch, but the stream wasn't flowing, the campground was closed--sort of a bust. But beautiful to see and now we can cross this off the list.
There isn't much in the way of decent camping near the park, but we had found what we thought was a gem: Hooper Hot Springs. Called to confirm and it turns out they were closed for a few days of maintenance. So, we pressed on to Pagosa Springs, where we had a bead on another RV place--an in-town park with access to hot springs and walking around town. Fun, right? Yikes. Turns out the RVparkreviews.com of a very scary place was the one we thought we'd stay at. We checked it out--no thank you! The Visitors Center was closed, so no getting advice from them at 4PM on a Saturday afternoon since we found that all the other decent parks in the area were still closed for the winter (contrary to our Good Sam book!).
The last piece of business we had in that city was to look up two friends of friends, who also happened to own the best bakery in town, which we'd read about in Sunset magazine. I'd had this clipping in our travel file for ages!
Of course, they had gone home this late in the day, so we didn't get to meet them. But we did manage to buy a small round of rustic bread and a slice of apple-blueberry pie to compensate for the day we were having. Pretty tasty the next morning.
And we hit the road again close to 5PM, heading toward Durango where we were pretty sure there'd be open parks. Here's the terrain we crossed. Yikes!
The "lazy-river" swimming pool--there's a current and you can float all the way around. Nice hot tub and gym, too, which we desperately needed and used. It's the first time we've done laundry and been able to swim in the pool in between loads. Nice.
Sunsets were very nice here, and we had the place practically to ourselves.
Then we took off Monday morning. This is rush hour on the Southern Ute Reservation. Took a full 5 minutes for this enormous herd to trot by. Poor Nick....
We took off early, without using the gym as we had intended, because of the weather. Learned that the weather service had issued a severe wind warning for where we were headed to start early afternoon. So we hot-footed it down to Bernalillo (north of ABQ) to miss the worst of the winds. Crossed the Continental Divide again and did fight some tough cross-winds, but nothing like what the winds grew into that afternoon. Wow!
We had intended to go to Ojo Caliente again, especially since we were thwarted on soaking at Hooper and Pagosa hot springs. But, the weather forecast is for big storms at the end of the week and the wind storms yesterday made us yearn for the relative safety of the city. You may recall how cruddy of an RV park Ojo Caliente is from our visit last November....
So, Monday afternoon we had lunch at The Range--the great little restaurant we enjoyed last October. Did a little shopping and tucked into the KOA by the time the winds were really going. Had one gust that must've been close to 50 mph. Really strong. And we've been in some wind storms this trip!
We'll play tourist today and tomorrow, get our oil changed on Thursday, then head home, stopping at Acoma Pueblo, Holbrooke, Flagstaff, and probably Bakersfield, making it home about a week early.
Off to enjoy the best (and free) pancakes at this campground....
What a funky little 1960s era park! In the middle of, literally, no where. A very windy day (30-40 mph) so we hunkered down indoors till early evening when the wind calmed down. Then enjoyed a nice hike around this canyonland park, dodging fire ants (pronounced "fahr aints" in this neck of the woods).
The best part was the drive from the park the next day. Near Quitaque, TX, we spotted the best ranch name ever: Middle Age Spread!
We drove by Caprock Canyon State Park, which wasn't very far away--we'll try that if we're in the area again.
Thursday: Lunch in Amarillo, Texas
We finally caved and stopped at the well-advertised tourist trap: The Big Texan. Its claim to fame is the stage inside where big eaters attempt to down a 72-oz steak (plus all the fixings--potato, salad, shrimp cocktail) in under an hour. If they fail, they have to pay for the darn thing, which is quite expensive. No one was making the attempt when we stopped for lunch, but that was OK. It was an experience, and the food wasn't bad.
Texas Still Life
Thursday: Palo Duro Canyon State Park, Canyon, TX (Texas' Grand Canyon)
Beautiful park. Only about 30 miles south of I-40 and definitely better than any of the Amarillo-area CGs. The drive here was spectacular, as we crossed the eastern end of the canyon driving north from Copper Break. You're just driving along, flat West Texas views, and then the road drops way more than 10% down into a gorgeous canyon. We only made 25 mph climbing up the other side. Then it was back to "Wide Open Spaces"
until we finished our Amarillo business and headed back down south to the western side of the canyon.
The temperatures fluctuate dramatically from the bottom of the canyon (much hotter)
to the rim (much windier)
Thank goodness we were visiting in April. We hear that the summer temps can be 110 or more.
If we come back again, we want to be sure to bring our boots and check out the riding stables. The trails are pretty rough in the canyon, so doing it from horseback seems like a really good idea.
There is also a really great museum and art shop. Check out Martha's upscale cousin--a $1500 turquoise mosaic skull spotted at Palo Duro Canyon State Park store, which had surprisingly good art for sale. I was talked off the ledge, but boy he'd look good over our fireplace.
Friday: Surgarite Canyon State Park, near Raton, NM
We spent Wednesday morning driving up the rest of the Panhandle, through tiny little towns and lots and lots of nothing. Our big score was finding a self-service truck/RV wash. We were able to wash off much of the many layers we've been accumulating: the snow slush of our first week crossing the Sierras, the heavy duty day-glo pollen of Louisiana and Arkansas, and the major bugs of Texas. $15 dollar later, Rocksie looked much, much better.
Then we made it into the upper NE corner of NM, intending to recreate last fall's delight with NM state parks. Whoops. I guess they aren't quite all the same. This one was way up the side of a mountain and had tons of interesting history (ruins of an early 20th century coal mining town), but was terribly run down. We were just beginning to acclimate to the altitude (about 8000') so no huge hikes. Snow melt had the river running, with lots of mud great for studying animal tracks.
Saturday: Southern Colorado
We have intended to get to this national park so many times that we just couldn't miss it again. You see, I first learned of this park in 2002 while working on a K-5 reading program. We were licensing a charming picture book by Audrey Wood, The Bunyans, which "explains" via tall tale how many of the United States' most interesting geographical features came to be. Great Sand Dunes was, of course, formed when Paul Bunyan's son turned over his shoes and dumped out the sand inside. Well, I just had to see 750' tall dunes. I think the 8 years' of anticipation just about guaranteed an anti-climatic visit. We had a picnic lunch, but the stream wasn't flowing, the campground was closed--sort of a bust. But beautiful to see and now we can cross this off the list.
There isn't much in the way of decent camping near the park, but we had found what we thought was a gem: Hooper Hot Springs. Called to confirm and it turns out they were closed for a few days of maintenance. So, we pressed on to Pagosa Springs, where we had a bead on another RV place--an in-town park with access to hot springs and walking around town. Fun, right? Yikes. Turns out the RVparkreviews.com of a very scary place was the one we thought we'd stay at. We checked it out--no thank you! The Visitors Center was closed, so no getting advice from them at 4PM on a Saturday afternoon since we found that all the other decent parks in the area were still closed for the winter (contrary to our Good Sam book!).
The last piece of business we had in that city was to look up two friends of friends, who also happened to own the best bakery in town, which we'd read about in Sunset magazine. I'd had this clipping in our travel file for ages!
Of course, they had gone home this late in the day, so we didn't get to meet them. But we did manage to buy a small round of rustic bread and a slice of apple-blueberry pie to compensate for the day we were having. Pretty tasty the next morning.
And we hit the road again close to 5PM, heading toward Durango where we were pretty sure there'd be open parks. Here's the terrain we crossed. Yikes!
Wolf Creek Pass, Colorado (10,850')
We made it to Bayfield, Colorado, and an open RV park. However, we heard faint strains of banjo music, so we carried on one more drive to the Sky Ute Casino, Ignacio, CO. This brand-new place got 9s and 10s in RVParkReviews and it was just what we needed after 9 days of state and national parks. We managed to clean the coach, do laundry, soak/swim/work out, eat out, and do a little shopping and gambling (only $15 between the two of us). Felt nice not to drive for a day, too.The "lazy-river" swimming pool--there's a current and you can float all the way around. Nice hot tub and gym, too, which we desperately needed and used. It's the first time we've done laundry and been able to swim in the pool in between loads. Nice.
Sunsets were very nice here, and we had the place practically to ourselves.
Then we took off Monday morning. This is rush hour on the Southern Ute Reservation. Took a full 5 minutes for this enormous herd to trot by. Poor Nick....
We took off early, without using the gym as we had intended, because of the weather. Learned that the weather service had issued a severe wind warning for where we were headed to start early afternoon. So we hot-footed it down to Bernalillo (north of ABQ) to miss the worst of the winds. Crossed the Continental Divide again and did fight some tough cross-winds, but nothing like what the winds grew into that afternoon. Wow!
We had intended to go to Ojo Caliente again, especially since we were thwarted on soaking at Hooper and Pagosa hot springs. But, the weather forecast is for big storms at the end of the week and the wind storms yesterday made us yearn for the relative safety of the city. You may recall how cruddy of an RV park Ojo Caliente is from our visit last November....
So, Monday afternoon we had lunch at The Range--the great little restaurant we enjoyed last October. Did a little shopping and tucked into the KOA by the time the winds were really going. Had one gust that must've been close to 50 mph. Really strong. And we've been in some wind storms this trip!
We'll play tourist today and tomorrow, get our oil changed on Thursday, then head home, stopping at Acoma Pueblo, Holbrooke, Flagstaff, and probably Bakersfield, making it home about a week early.
Off to enjoy the best (and free) pancakes at this campground....
In Cell Phone Hell....
No AT&T reliably for days now. Cheating now (and will probably get in trouble for using "off network") to post quick update that all is well. We made our way across Panhandle, up to NM state park, and across almost all of southern Colorado (who knew everything was still closed?!) till we landed at a very nice Indian casino with a brand-new RV park. Staying here 2 nights as we are all a bit tired and cranky from daily travel and all those beautiful, but very rustic, state parks. Reformulating going home plans now.....
Resuming the Westward Migration: Hot Springs to Texarkana to North TX
At a Walmart on the Way
One of the most effective fundraising techniques ever, I bet. The SWAT team guy on the roof used his bullhorn to "persuade" shoppers to donate to Special Olympics. Boy, howdy, WE did ;-)
Easter Weekend in Hot Springs
The gorgeous architecture and spring blossoms along Bathhouse Row
Lisa geocaching downtown. Couldn't find this microcache that was supposed to be right by this hot spring fountain. Too many muggles around....
Since I'm working on what's next for me, I couldn't resist putting $1 into Zoltar. He told me the time is now.
Hiked 2.5 miles one day and over 3 miles the next, up 1000' mountain. We haven't been working out much, so that got us back in the saddle. Here's Lisa atop Goat Rock.
Just tons of wildflowers blooming in the park, mostly pinks and purples (not the oranges, reds, and yellows in Texas).
Crater of Diamonds State Park
Starting the westward trek, we stopped at this park for an hour or two. The only public diamond mine in the world--37.5 acres available for diamond mining for $7 admission and beaucoup bucks to rent equipment. Apparently, the extinct volcanic crater has diamond-bearing material that is 7 miles deep, so it's not going to run "dry" any time soon.
Most folks look the same way as folks in Vegas look--grim-faced, persistent, slot-machine lever pullers are replaced in this case by the same kinda folks with a shovel and wheelbarrow. Hope springs eternal, but it doesn't look like much fun.
Lisa had much more patience and persistence than I did, which is, of course, no surprise.
We even parked next to a rental RV from, of all places, my hometown of Mattoon, IL.
Atlanta State Park, Texas
Gorgeous lakeside sunset in the Piney Woods of East Texas, where wisteria just drips from 40-foot-tall pine trees.
Ray Roberts Lake State Park, near Denton, TX
Another gorgeous lakeside sunset, this time in North Texas, where the 25-40 mph winds are a bit creepy....
Heading into West Texas and the desert again.
One of the most effective fundraising techniques ever, I bet. The SWAT team guy on the roof used his bullhorn to "persuade" shoppers to donate to Special Olympics. Boy, howdy, WE did ;-)
Easter Weekend in Hot Springs
The gorgeous architecture and spring blossoms along Bathhouse Row
Lisa geocaching downtown. Couldn't find this microcache that was supposed to be right by this hot spring fountain. Too many muggles around....
Since I'm working on what's next for me, I couldn't resist putting $1 into Zoltar. He told me the time is now.
Hiked 2.5 miles one day and over 3 miles the next, up 1000' mountain. We haven't been working out much, so that got us back in the saddle. Here's Lisa atop Goat Rock.
Just tons of wildflowers blooming in the park, mostly pinks and purples (not the oranges, reds, and yellows in Texas).
Crater of Diamonds State Park
Starting the westward trek, we stopped at this park for an hour or two. The only public diamond mine in the world--37.5 acres available for diamond mining for $7 admission and beaucoup bucks to rent equipment. Apparently, the extinct volcanic crater has diamond-bearing material that is 7 miles deep, so it's not going to run "dry" any time soon.
Most folks look the same way as folks in Vegas look--grim-faced, persistent, slot-machine lever pullers are replaced in this case by the same kinda folks with a shovel and wheelbarrow. Hope springs eternal, but it doesn't look like much fun.
Lisa had much more patience and persistence than I did, which is, of course, no surprise.
We even parked next to a rental RV from, of all places, my hometown of Mattoon, IL.
Atlanta State Park, Texas
Gorgeous lakeside sunset in the Piney Woods of East Texas, where wisteria just drips from 40-foot-tall pine trees.
Ray Roberts Lake State Park, near Denton, TX
Another gorgeous lakeside sunset, this time in North Texas, where the 25-40 mph winds are a bit creepy....
Heading into West Texas and the desert again.
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