And Then Again Maybe Hiking To The Bars Is More My Speed: I need to get so Tumblr famous I’ll be invited to be on Dancing With The Stars. I want to wear beautiful outfits & float around the dance floor in the arms of one of those hunks. Of course, even if the makeup department performed a miracle & made me look fantastic in one of those dresses, I’d be voted off in Week 1 since I’m not that great a dancer! A girl can dream, though. 😢
There’s ‘Ghosts’ In Them Thar Hills: I’ve always had a fascination with the ghost town of Terlingua. Unlike many western towns that flourished briefly, then faded into oblivion, Terlingua’s heyday was not based on gold, but mercury. Nor did it die with the closing of the mines as the proximity to Big Bend NP makes it a popular tourist destination. It’s history dates to the mid-1880s when cinnabar was discovered. The town’s population swelled to 2,000 with several mining companies operating there & at Study Butte. Big Bend mining operations continued off & on until the mid-20th century.
My Last Roundup, Or At Least My Last Campsite: Not my last roundup I hope but it was my last campsite. Various issues have weighted me down more than an expedition backpack the past few years to limit my wilderness time. This was 2 years ago at the Windmill Backcountry site at Colorado Bend SP in Central Tex. where I spent 3 days — the closest I’ve come to backpacking in awhile. I need a better 2015 or I’ll run out of photos to post!
Cooling Off With A Cat Nap: I’d be banned from Tumblr & hunted down & tortured if I admitted I like squirrels & wildlife better than I do cats. So if you thought you heard me say that, I was misquoted & I’m sticking to that story. But I’ll admit the cat is my daughter’s, not mine although I generally take care of it. The squirrels & possums & rabbits & snakes & birds that call our yard home are my kindred spirits. I feed them, love them, talk to them. And in exchange they sometimes acknowledge I exist. Kind of like a cat, I guess. 😊
For The Big Booty Lovers: Booties don’t get any bigger than Big Tex, whom I saw for the 1st time since fire destroyed the original (I told you he was hot!). We spent an exhausting Saturday at the State Fair of Texas on a warm fall day. The Cotton Bowl hosted the annual Grambling/Prairie View A&M football game & we saw their world-famous bands march into the stadium before the kids prevailed & it was back to the midway. And what did hubby do all this time? Kept track of the Texas/Kansas game on his iPhone, of course.
Sorry Apple haters. The best just keeps getting better! 😊
Today’s Desert Plant Quiz: It’s a quiz because I hope either cactguy or cactusmandan can identify one for me. They’re all from Big Bend NP. At top is dog cholla, a refinement of its original name, dogshit cholla, because it offended sweet things like me. Below that is the one I don’t know. Next is Morman tea & (plains?) prickly pear with lechuguilla behind it. Below that is leatherstem; then brown-spined prickly pear with creosote in back; and finally the indicator plant of the Chihuahuan Desert, lechuguilla.
Where I Learned To Drive: So not to endanger others — or ourselves — on city streets, my husband taught me to drive in Big Bend NP. These are cars we abandoned after my lessons! 😀 Actually I’m a better driver than he is (just ask me!). These are shells of rusted autos I’ve run across out there. Top 2 are near Terlingua Ranch Rd.; bottom 2 off the River Rd. I’d post a photo of my car but it’s in the paint & body shop. 😩
Balanced Rock; Unbalanced Minds: This is the famed Balanced Rock in Big Bend’s Grapevine Hills. The rock formation, innocent looking enough to a rational person, always gets a chuckle from guys I hike with. I don’t know if it’s the heat, the desert air, the warped male mind, or maybe me often being the only female they see for days, but they always insist the rock on the left is a giant phallic symbol. They even have sweet innocent me seeing it. Dang, I’ve got to hang out with a better class of losers. 😀
High Octane Flowers: Too bad this beautiful but otherwise worthless floral landscaping ruined the priceless rich and green (💰💰) oilfield theme of the pre-dome Oklahoma state capitol building. Oh well — or should it be oil well? These shots are from a trip my husband and I took with my family a few years before the dome was erected. I bet by now the capitol has a wind or solar-based landscape motif. Or not.
Saw It Through The Grapevine: I doubt I’m the 1st to photograph Nugent Mountain through the gap beneath Balanced Rock in Big Bend NP. But anyway here’s my version of it. Nugent Mt. is like an add-on to the main portion of the Chisos Mts., which are just out of sight to its left. Balanced Rock requires a little climbing at the end of a 1-mile trail & is a popular short hike in Grapevine Hills.
What’s Black & White & Ate My Food?: Here’s a hint; it wasn’t a newspaper. We camped at the Sauceda Ranch in Big Bend Ranch SP before starting a b’packing trip the next day. I hadn’t loaded my backpack yet for a 4-day hike & all my food was in my daypack. This little fellow ended up in there as well & ruined what he didn’t eat. Fortunately it didn’t take many tears (I know; I’m shameless) until the chivalrous gentlemen on the trip offered to share with the only woman.