I expect to put my plan into action this Thursday morning. I'll get into my Suzuki and begin driving toward Brownsville, Texas. I'll go slowly and rest a lot. From Brownsville I propose to enter the Mexican city of Matamoros.
I hope to spend a couple of months in Mexico, beginning with a slow drive to the great City of Vera Cruz.
If you are interested in Mexican happenings which I might witness comment below or send me an email and I'll recount a bit of what I see.
I think that even before I leave Van Horn and start heading down toward the Rio Grand Valley I will begin to feel a very pleasant new freedom.
Mexicans have called the Rio Grande, The Fierce River, El Rio Bravo. Mexico can be fiercely beautiful under its pretty little skies.
I remember that once on the US bank of the Rio Grand I looked into the bright green eyes of a furry black spider, then jumped into the river and swam to Mexico.
Showing posts with label Texas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Texas. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
A Steakhouse
Sonora, in Sutton county, Texas has a steakhouse with an interesting menu and a better than average cook. In that steakhouse one can see heads of Texas born hooved and horned animals of African and Indian extraction.
There are nearby caves which may be visited and a serviceable Comfort Inn at which to sleep.
There are nearby caves which may be visited and a serviceable Comfort Inn at which to sleep.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Beginning A New Year
Happy 2012!
I thought that this trip post was already on line!
In bringing 2011 to a close, I visited friends and family. I doing so I touched on the following states: Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Louisiana, Mississippi, Missouri, and just a bit of Tennessee. It included my first look at Saint Louis in a long time.
It has been good to travel in the US again. It is a bit insulating to travel on our great interstates, and it is amazing to see great cargo trucks traveling 80 mph and more on them!
I left the Clute/Lake Jackson area on Texas highway 35 going southwest along the Gulf coast to Corpus Christi(body of Christ). I had just had a great visit with my long time friend Dr. D. From Corpus I traveled north westish up interstate 37 to state 72 near Three Rivers, Texas. I passed through Fowlerton and Los Angeles on the way to Cotulla on interstate 35.
Many Texans are learning differences between frac-water and fresh water. Frac-water is sometimes called brine there. Still I haven't been able to find one one Texan who can tell me the recipe for Frac-water. I also have not found out why used frac-water is hidden away beneath the earth and not reused.
From Cotulla I somehow jogged over to federal highway 83 and drove north on it to interstate 10. Found the drive up 83 particularly as, by the way, I did the drive down state 35.
I took interstate 10 to Fort Stockton on U.S. federal highway 285. Fort Stockton was, I believe, one of those places from which Civil War veterans shot Indians for the good of the Republic. For Lancaster, a bit farther east, was another of those places. I believe that both of those forts were built along what had been majore Indian trade routes. We may have once called that route The Old Chihuahua Trail, a name that that probably came to us from the Spanish.
Took 285 to Roswell New Mexico. The only possible aliens I saw around Roswell were some Middle East looking guys in skull caps. The had run out of gas and some good Samaritans were helping them. Tourists might be a better name than aliens.
Drove federal highway from Roswell to Las Cruces and found it a very pleasant drive. Among other pleasant sights, it took me through my first pines with snow of this winter.
Las Cruces has grown enormously; not all that growth has been for the better. From Las Cruces I took interstate through Tucson, Arizona to the junction with interstate 8. Took 8 to Yuma and into California to 86, 62 and home. I passed through some parts of Yuma I had not seen in a long time. I detected an amount of drug and gang activity that, for some reason, surprised me. Still, I found the people kind and helpful, which surprised some people there.
It's good to be home. Joshua Tree and my little house here seem to have fared well in my absence.
Thank you to the people of each of the States I touched. Thank you too to Rex, Dennis, Gerry, Ron, Gloria, and Debra. A great 2012 to all, including the Maya.
I thought that this trip post was already on line!
In bringing 2011 to a close, I visited friends and family. I doing so I touched on the following states: Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, Louisiana, Mississippi, Missouri, and just a bit of Tennessee. It included my first look at Saint Louis in a long time.
It has been good to travel in the US again. It is a bit insulating to travel on our great interstates, and it is amazing to see great cargo trucks traveling 80 mph and more on them!
I left the Clute/Lake Jackson area on Texas highway 35 going southwest along the Gulf coast to Corpus Christi(body of Christ). I had just had a great visit with my long time friend Dr. D. From Corpus I traveled north westish up interstate 37 to state 72 near Three Rivers, Texas. I passed through Fowlerton and Los Angeles on the way to Cotulla on interstate 35.
Many Texans are learning differences between frac-water and fresh water. Frac-water is sometimes called brine there. Still I haven't been able to find one one Texan who can tell me the recipe for Frac-water. I also have not found out why used frac-water is hidden away beneath the earth and not reused.
From Cotulla I somehow jogged over to federal highway 83 and drove north on it to interstate 10. Found the drive up 83 particularly as, by the way, I did the drive down state 35.
I took interstate 10 to Fort Stockton on U.S. federal highway 285. Fort Stockton was, I believe, one of those places from which Civil War veterans shot Indians for the good of the Republic. For Lancaster, a bit farther east, was another of those places. I believe that both of those forts were built along what had been majore Indian trade routes. We may have once called that route The Old Chihuahua Trail, a name that that probably came to us from the Spanish.
Took 285 to Roswell New Mexico. The only possible aliens I saw around Roswell were some Middle East looking guys in skull caps. The had run out of gas and some good Samaritans were helping them. Tourists might be a better name than aliens.
Drove federal highway from Roswell to Las Cruces and found it a very pleasant drive. Among other pleasant sights, it took me through my first pines with snow of this winter.
Las Cruces has grown enormously; not all that growth has been for the better. From Las Cruces I took interstate through Tucson, Arizona to the junction with interstate 8. Took 8 to Yuma and into California to 86, 62 and home. I passed through some parts of Yuma I had not seen in a long time. I detected an amount of drug and gang activity that, for some reason, surprised me. Still, I found the people kind and helpful, which surprised some people there.
It's good to be home. Joshua Tree and my little house here seem to have fared well in my absence.
Thank you to the people of each of the States I touched. Thank you too to Rex, Dennis, Gerry, Ron, Gloria, and Debra. A great 2012 to all, including the Maya.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Clute, Texas
Dow is here and so is the Arms of God River. In Texas it's called the Brazos River. The weather here is warm, humid, and comfortable.
Went for a little 'wilderness' walk among the petro-chemical plants and saw a deer and a deer saw me.
Took me four days to get here from Jeff City. Houston and the greater Houston area are bigger than ever.
My time here on the gulf has been a pleasant learning experience and a great visit with a good friend.
Seems I've lost a post here. Where do lost posts go? In the lost post I mentioned Galveston and other stuff. No great loss
Next year I'll head for the Greater Morongo Basin and my little place on the California desert. Next year begins tomorrow, right? Probably won't get an early start. I'll try to avoid all large cities. I expect that I may take four to five days to get home.
Happy New Year!
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Went for a little 'wilderness' walk among the petro-chemical plants and saw a deer and a deer saw me.
Took me four days to get here from Jeff City. Houston and the greater Houston area are bigger than ever.
My time here on the gulf has been a pleasant learning experience and a great visit with a good friend.
Seems I've lost a post here. Where do lost posts go? In the lost post I mentioned Galveston and other stuff. No great loss
Next year I'll head for the Greater Morongo Basin and my little place on the California desert. Next year begins tomorrow, right? Probably won't get an early start. I'll try to avoid all large cities. I expect that I may take four to five days to get home.
Happy New Year!
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