Broke Mill RV Park, Del Rio, Texas
The fear of the LORD leads to life; then one rests content, untouched by trouble. ~ Proverbs 19:22
Our 256-mile, 5-hour drive today took us past Seminole Canyon and miles and miles of open land. We saw several Border Patrol pick-ups and the occasional sheep, but that’s about it.
No idea where he might be going,
but I think it will take him a long time to get there as there’s nothing around.
Maybe the guy recognized the Jeep . . . : )
He’s got a long road ahead of him too – – and lots of good-sized hills to boot!
Population as of 2009 – – 837.
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Until we reached the entrance to Big Bend National Park; so named for the way the Rio Grande River makes a 90-degree bend in this part of Texas.
It was 26 miles from the entrance to the first Visitor Center. Twenty-six miles of gorgeous scenery, despite the dark and cloudy skies. And it was an additional 20 miles to get to our campground.
Big Bend National Park, Big Bend, Texas
I wish I could share the majesty with you!
We stopped here because we needed to buy our National Park pass, and we weren’t sure where we were expected to check-in to camp.
It’s 19 miles from our campground, and our check-in!
When you come to something like this, you just have to tell yourself
that many more have gone before with no problem.
It seems living here may be a bit like being in a real-life cartoon – – this afternoon as we walked around the campground area, we saw a woodpecker, a roadrunner and a coyote! 😊 (and a green heron)
Roadrunner! If he catches you you’re through! : )
Blaine took a boatload of pictures, but this one’s the only one that turned out well,
for various and asundry reasons.
I think the last time we saw one of those was in Silver Springs, Florida last year!
The lighting was much better then. : )
Part of our walk took us up to a viewing area, and as we neared the top, the sky started to spit on us. But we don’t usually melt, we just had to hurry because we could see the heavy rain coming towards us.
Once again we were really surprised by our view of the Rio Grande. It’s not so grand after all. And it seems you could just walk across the border from either side with no problem at all. In fact, we’ll learn tomorrow that the Mexicans do exactly that. They don’t stay, but they bring items for sale over, and place them on the trails. Hmmmm . . . .
Not at all what we were expecting – either with the size of the river, nor the closeness of the border!
That’s our campground on the right.
That’s Boquillas (Bo-KEE-us), Mexico.
I’ll try to get a better picture on another day.
Shouldn’t be a problem because they’re everywhere.
By the way. That stuff they’re selling? It’s contraband. We’re not supposed to buy it. Don’t know why. And if it’s illegal, why is it sitting all over the Park?
And a wonderful surprise! We have working WiFi! It’s not the fastest gun in the West, but it’s serviceable! So we have gmail, and I can post (if I can squeeze in the time somewhere 😊), and Blaine can make needed reservations. All within the comforts of home.
But we can’t text some people or make phone calls. . . .