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After eating our way through New Orleans, we turned
right into Texas, New Mexico and Arizona. We toured the beautiful San
Antonio, saw the Alamo, hiked in Big Bend National Park, and ate our weight
in barbecue. In Arizona, we dried out from a late deluge of Texas-sized
thunderstorms and headed to our friends Forrest and Crystal in Prescott,
Arizona.
Old Glory flying fast on the deck
of the ferry across Galveston Bay.
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The moon rising over Big Bend
National Park.
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Leslee meeting some of the locals in
Big Bend National Park.
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We met these prairie dogs in
Arizona.
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A coyote howls at the moon at the Arizona Sonora Desert
Museum. We heard wild ones outside our campsite every night.
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The Beauty of Red Rocks Country on the Road to Sedona.
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The Red extends from the Rocks into the Creeks.
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San Antonio is a lot more than the
Alamo, but we did the obligatory trip into Texas history.
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The highway department has enshrined this beer hall-opera
house and court where Judge Roy ("Law West of the
Pecos") Bean once fined a man "forty dollars
and a round of drinks for the jury."
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The Tarantellas were big enough that we could see
them crossing the highway as we drove.
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Javelina!
These members of the pig-like peccary family were common
at night in Big Bend.
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The Sun setting over the Sonoran desert.
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Offerings to the "Vortex": This local magnetic
attraction seemed to inspire offerings from visitors. There
were maybe a hundred of these.
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More beautiful formations from our hike.
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Leslee and I had to end our hike early because of high
water.
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