I’m sure some of you have noticed my absence lately and I figure exactly three of y’all have actually missed me and wondered where I have been, when I would get back and why I failed to inform you that I would not be reporting my whereabouts.
First of all, as with many things around here, I had absolutely no control over this matter. I knew that I would be leaving on a business/leisure trip into the southern crevices of Texas, I knew not when or to what extent until the morning my husband woke me at precisely 7:16 a.m. and told me to pack everyone’s things and load up.
Where was everybody?
Do you realize how much vacant land is in Texas?
Who owns all that land?
And how do said landowners survive on that land?
Why didn’t anyone tell me there are mountains in Texas?
Have you seen the cactus in Texas?
Speaking of massive… the canyons along the Red River are amazing. As are the echoes.
I wouldn’t have seen the depth of beauty within Big Bend National Park were it not for the incredible hiking trails.
Along our first trail, we were so preoccupied with the vast landscape that we didn’t even notice the lone javelina rooting around on the trail until we were “eye-to-eye” with it. At least, that’s how my 6-year-old tells the story. He’s not one to let a little exaggeration stand in the way of a good story.
I tried to snap a picture of the wild hog, but missed it only because at the exact moment I heard “HOG!” I had my lens focused on the perplexity of the natural well, holding water, in this rock. I only wish my lens could have captured the depth of it.
Why didn’t anyone tell me there were bears in Big Bend?