The Dash Is Done!
All righty, then. Well, I made it safe and sound once again to Big Bend National Park in the glorious state of Texas after a nine-day, 3114.6-mile trek halfway across the country. Whew! It's always fun and exciting, but I'm always glad when it's over, too. So, before I start to bore you with my woes, here are some final pics from the last leg of the trip.
Here we are cruising along through the beautiful little town of Fredricksburg, heavily populated by folks of the German persuasion who originally settled this place. I've never actually spent any amount of time here, but I'd like to remedy that some day. It's just so lovely here.
On the way out of town, I passed by the Fredricksburg airport and espied this rather sad example of a Douglas DC-3 sitting on the ramp. I immediately did a u-turn and headed back to catch a shot of it for my ongoing airplane file.
As a bonus, I came across this conversly beautiful example of a North American (or Ryan) Navion, a plane I've been in love with for a very long time. I just love this paint job!
And here we are on Highway 90 west of Del Rio, waiting to go through one of several immigration checkpoints scattered all over southern Texas. This is always a welcome sight to me, as it means I'm getting nearer my destination.
And off into the Big Empty we go. Outside of Del Rio, the landscape falls away to virtually -- and literally -- nothing, filled with nothing but scrub brush and cactus. Not a very welcoming sight for the uninitiated, but you can get a lot of thinking done out here. Nothing out there to stop you.
Here we are at the entrance of Big Bend National Park, just in case you had trouble reading the sign. It always seems like it takes forever to get here, but it's always worth the time and trouble once I'm here. Woo hoo!!! Let the fun begin.
Home at last! Pepe all unloaded and resting comfortably in the carport on the east side of the apartment building. My apartment is on the far side. (How appropriate!)
Here we are cruising along through the beautiful little town of Fredricksburg, heavily populated by folks of the German persuasion who originally settled this place. I've never actually spent any amount of time here, but I'd like to remedy that some day. It's just so lovely here.
On the way out of town, I passed by the Fredricksburg airport and espied this rather sad example of a Douglas DC-3 sitting on the ramp. I immediately did a u-turn and headed back to catch a shot of it for my ongoing airplane file.
As a bonus, I came across this conversly beautiful example of a North American (or Ryan) Navion, a plane I've been in love with for a very long time. I just love this paint job!
And here we are on Highway 90 west of Del Rio, waiting to go through one of several immigration checkpoints scattered all over southern Texas. This is always a welcome sight to me, as it means I'm getting nearer my destination.
And off into the Big Empty we go. Outside of Del Rio, the landscape falls away to virtually -- and literally -- nothing, filled with nothing but scrub brush and cactus. Not a very welcoming sight for the uninitiated, but you can get a lot of thinking done out here. Nothing out there to stop you.
Here we are at the entrance of Big Bend National Park, just in case you had trouble reading the sign. It always seems like it takes forever to get here, but it's always worth the time and trouble once I'm here. Woo hoo!!! Let the fun begin.
Home at last! Pepe all unloaded and resting comfortably in the carport on the east side of the apartment building. My apartment is on the far side. (How appropriate!)
posted by Highroad at 9:12 AM
2 Comments:
Welcome to Texas! Well, even though I'm not there. Hope you have a good stay. That's a nice car cover/carport. Nice for that part of Texas. It is cloudy and foggy in Maine, so enjoy the sunshine there!
I like your airplane shots. I have some you may like.
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