Travel Log Continued

 

I hate that the truck picks up hitch hikers, but they smash themselves into the window shield or get caught in the grill work.  It is migration time for certain butterflies.

Big Bend is a large park.  It is super that Texas has this National Park in the system.  Along the river road to Marfa and on we go to Fort Davis National Park.  This is the end of our journey in this small town that boasts this outstanding post that was used before the Civil War and afterwards.  Most of the soldiers were freed slaves.  The grounds were dotted with foundation ruins and replacement buildings. One evening we were fortunate to take the lantern tour, that happens once a year.  

We had some time in the afternoon to take a short drive to Chateau Wright Winery, outside of Fort Davis.  The location is remote but interesting to find some good wines.  We sat on the patio and visited with

 the winemaker.  It was a cool breezy afternoon

They are building their barrel room from hay bales--it will make great insulation.  

One wall displayed their wine bottles in macramé hangers.  It has been said that macrame' is making a comeback in the craft world.  I say "what goes around, comes around"  I taught Macramé to my Campfire troup 40 years ago!

We planned for many months to visit McDonald Observatory for a star party.   As the days rolled along, and the skies were mostly cloudy, we just knew we wouldn't have much luck--and we were right.  The night was cloudy, with a full moon, and little rain before we headed up the mountain to the top.  The guys stayed outside to view through telescopes Saturn; while the gals went inside to a program, which was interesting.  I'm not much for space but I admit the enhanced photos of star constellations, galaxies had me thinking how great if printed on fabric these would look! 

All good things must come to an end and so it goes with our trip to West Texas.

Back home, time to unpack and get back into a routine again.  It's always nice to go away for awhile, but it's difficult for me to settle down and get back to work.

and as Roy Rogers and Dale Evans said:

Happy trails to you until we meet again!