Rio Grand Valley Roadtrips

Gerry, an Atlantic Green turtle, was stranded during a mid 80’s hurricane.  After his capture, he became too friendly with humans making it unsafe for him to be released. Hence, he lives in a 20,000 gallon tank where he interacts with the public and eats lettuce. Gerry has met both Johnny Carson and David Letterman.

Gerry

 South Padre Island is a lifesaver for birds migrating from Southern Mexico and northern Central America. Its Word Birding Center includes 4800 linear feet of boardwalks and seven bird blinds.

Reddish Egret

Bales seen as we drove to Jaber Estate Winery, the first vineyard in Rio Grand Valley

Grapes left over after Feb/June harvest

After years of working in the Texas oil fields, Mr. Jaber began his dream of a vineyard in 2009 to prove great wine can become a reality in the Valley.  Cattle, horses, sheep, ducklings share his 200+ acreage. We wine-tasted his red and his white wine - produced from 100% of his grapes creates a dry and unique taste.

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Happy Thanksgiving!

Mac checks out the Thanksgiving feast...

It's been wonderful sitting in my chaise lounge along side Mac relaxing in his hammock outside 888. The weather has become delightful (70s, ok wind, partly sunny). 

Worked my first weekend in the office by myself and survived with only a few mishaps -- so I'm good to go.

Been working on a marquetry project and hope to figure out beading next month. Next week I'm looking forward to a trip to a winery in Mission and a visit to South Padre Island -- photos and details will follow.  

I miss everyone and will think of you on Thanksgiving -- peace and blessing to each and every one of you.

Happy Halloween!!!

...Betty and Mac are ready for Halloween...

ENROUTE TO PHARR

Walmart, near Little Rock, Arkansas was a pleasant boondocking experience.  The next evening, as I was driving the less traveled Highway 59 south toward Houston, my GPS revealed boondocking at a WalMart would require driving over 20 miles off of highway 59 each way—since two reasons for boondocking is to save time and mileage, I decided to find another boondocking option. 

I came upon a well lit, flat, and spacious gas/truck station. I asked the owner (female),  if I could spend the night on her property. She said yes and suggested I park between two trucks parked on the corner of her property that “won’t be going anywhere tonight.”  I thanked her and backed into the space between the two trucks – no other trucks were in this location.

After I shut off my engine, I realized both trucks had their motors running – one truck had a flat bed; the other was transporting something—so I debated on staying.  Shortly thereafter, one truck engine motor turned off – so I decided to chance it and turned on my generator and made myself dinner.  It soon got dark and I relaxed and had a glass of wine. Shortly thereafter I heard a train’s repeated and loud whistle that would occur several times over the evening.  In addition, my row of two trucks multiplied over the evening – so did the sound of running motors.  

Needless to say, a good night’s sleep was not possible; however, I did feel safe which is my primary goal when boondocking.  I found a lovely, flat, quiet RV park in Corpus Christi my fourth night and caught up on the sleep I missed the night before.

Hatch RV Park, Corpus Christi, Texas

My drive from Corpus Christi began with 3/4 full gas tank. (I try filling up when my tank is half full); therefore, I passed several gas stations enroute before my tank reached half full. Didn’t get too concerned when I wasn’t seeing any gas stations until a sign read “no service for 60 miles.” Didn’t start to panic until I didn’t see any gas station signs or gas stations (except for a gas station on the divided four lane highway going the opposite direction).  Did panic when the “low gas” signal lit on dashboard and landscape was all I saw for miles and miles ahead. Should I pull off on the shoulder? Should I take an exit? Will 888 just stop?

Decided to continue driving as I looked frantically for any kind of gas station. After many more miles I pulled off at a “Frontage Road” exit figuring there would be less traffic (safer if 888 just stopped) and a better chance for stores, gas stations. I was so, so relieved to see a truck stop up ahead and 888’s motor was still running. This was the first time I’ve ever had the “low gas” signal go on – so I checked the manual and found there are 2 gallons of reserve gas in tank – which with the wind against 888 would be about 25 miles – a very close call.

Mac, I, and 888 arrived at campsite #72 at Tip O’ Texas in Pharr, Texas…safe and sound at 3:30 p.m.  Sue, a friend created and had posted the above sign at campsite #72 in honor of Mac's love for squirrels.

Couldn’t wait to get electricity, running water, and just get settled.  But this day would provide another challenge – no electric.  

It two hours for maintenance staff to determine the electrical problem was underground and could not be resolved that evening. Fortunately, I had a heavy-duty extension cord that reached to a working electric box. I turned on the air conditioner, drank some wine, took Mac for a walk, and settled in…

The next evening, Mac and I were invited to a "Welcome Back" dinner which included the jumbo steamed shrimp I LOVE from HEB stores plus wine and Ballatore champagne.

I worked three days and have this weekend off to stock up with groceries, go to bank, get Mac's food and squirrel food. It's so, so nice to know the area and find what I need quickly Life is Good...

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SUMMER

Summer highlights included: 

A delightful visit from my Arizona niece, Jennifer.

Marc Chagall’s America Windows - Art Institute, Chicago

A memorial, on the east coast, to honor our friend Dottie.

Birthday celebration at Indiana Dunes State Park with Sharon.

Also enjoyed visits from my Indiana sister, Arlene, and my California niece, Chyna.

Spent a fun-filled culture and wine/food/walnut/tomato tasting within Paso Robles, California with my sister, Phyllis, just before starting my 1400 mile drive to Pharr, Texas, on October 18.

After a "Kitchen Cooked" potato chip stop in Champaign, Illinois, I stopped for the night at the Lakewood campground in Effington, Illinois – my third enjoyable stop at this campsite. The autumn colors were breathtaking.

--Details of my journey to Pharr to be continued--

Went fishing at Lake City, Minnesota, located on the Mississippi River at Lake Pepin over the Labor Day weekend. 

Lake Pepin is the lake that Laura and her family visit in the "Going to Town" chapter of Little House in the Big Woods, the first book in Laura Ingalls Wilder's Little House on the Prairie series.

Julio getting his new motor boat ready for some fishing.

My first two fish: small mouth bass and white bass

...Living on the EDGE...

 Mac and I are back in Edgewater - in Chicago -- enjoying perfect 70ish degree weather.

"Life is Good!"