We drove into West Texas from Roswell, New Mexico, and immediately noticed oil wells and fine white dust that rose up off the side roads to the rigs. It coats the oil workers' pickup trucks, boots and jeans, and I have no idea how they can work and breathe that stuff in all day in the heat without dropping dead on the spot. However, apparently they do!
Then we went southeast into the Texas hill country. This is where we encountered the redneck Texas drawl at its finest, and friendly down-home people who aren't in a big hurry. In fact, it takes a while to get used to shopping around here because of the slow-moving people in the stores.
Now we're down in the southeast corner on the Gulf of Mexico, on Mustang Island, and we know that this is definitely a destination spot for future trips south.
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Coming into Texas from Carlsbad, new Mexico:
White dust roads lead off the highway to the rigs:
Into the hill country at Kerrville, Texas:
Half a side of onion rings for $2.00:
(By the way, the Letterman shirt is quite a hit down here. Every time he wears it, at least one person asks if he really went to a show!)
Guadalupe River near Kerrville, Texas:
Fredericksburg, Texas:
Favourite spot of all, Mustang Island:
Friends made in Kerrville:
Beach at Mustang Island:
Sea turtles come and lay their eggs on the beach in September
Cool blue anemones washed up on beach after a storm:
Harley, the 8-week-old Mexican chihuahua (como esta?):
Los pelicanos:
Self Portrait:
She's a waterbaby for sure:
Beach disappears into the mist:
Gigantic permanent sand castle:
Beachcombing for a living:
Ferry from Port Aransas to Aransas Pass, Texas:
Pelican nap:
