We arrived in Sanderson, Tx on the 27th from Del Rio, Tx after a short stop in Langtry where the notorious Judge Roy Bean held "court" as a Justice of the Peace for a number of years. He named the village Langtry, after an actress in England, " The" Lilly Langtry, it is written, because of his obsession by her beauty and stage presence. There is a beautiful Tourist Information Center in the little village (and little else). Every variety of cactus is represented in the garden near his little building that housed his saloon/court where he metered out alcohol and justice.
We continued on to Sanderson, Tx and decided to stay in the Canyon RV Park for three nights. We have been out riding bikes twice - once before the storm and today after the storm. Texas does nothing in a small way. The storm on Mustang Island was the biggest I have ever experienced. This, last night was a very close second. Thunder, lightening, rain and wind and VERY COLD!! It dipped down to 30 degrees and is forecasted to go down to 29 tonight. That is cold in Texas. We are leaving Sanderson tomorrow for Marathon, Tx which will lead us down to the Big Bend National Park.
We stopped during our ride yesterday to get a Dill Pickle from a cavernous glass jar at a tiny general store that Richard had stopped at three time on previous bike rides. The woman who owns and runs this little store has to drive to Fort Stockton, Tx to buy her supplies retail and bring them back to her little business. Sanderson is way away from any major city in Texas. Today, we waited until after lunch to go for a ride hoping that the wind would have died down a bit. Yesterday we rode west out of town so today we went East for a change. The wind was coming from the Northwest in very strong gusts. We rode two and half miles east out of town and, I swear it was 15 coming back!! A couple of times the wind actually lifted the front of my bike off the ground. This was the first time I have had to peddle downhill in the lowest gear the bike has to offer. I was able to get a couple of beautiful shots with the camera. One picture is of a rock formation with a Cross on top. We learned that when Highway 90 was made in 1922 the workers would thank God and install a Cross on a hill near the highway. I was able to get a photo of one of these markers today. The other pictures are of trains and the tracks that run extremely close to the RV Park. At least 8 trains go through on any given day. These are freight and passenger trains and they blow their whistles right as they go by our camp site which is only 50 feet from the tracks.
Tonight, I think of home and know that the full moon that shines down on us in Texas is shining down on you.
Friday, January 29, 2010
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