Deer Corn?

 March 23, 2018
What an adventure!, and it is just beginning, as I explore Texas Big Country! I spent about an hour writing about my adventures and this first sentance is all I could find that I saved.  Too much to redo, maybe tonight.  First I must get to a signal.
Now I have a signal, and had a wonderful day beginning with a guided hiking tour of the Seminole (black) Indian cave paintings and ending with a beautifu; sunset on Lake Medina, Texas, where I am staying at a Thousand Trails RV park (free).  I have a site within a half block of the lake and I can see it from my RV.  WoW! Will begin catch-up in the morning, I need a day or two of reorganization and rest, to keep my head straight, so much is happening.
I will try to reconstrct the last 3 days.
I left you with thoughts of going to Ft. Davis, to tour the Fort.  I did just that.  They let me drive a golf cart and follow the Tour guide around and after I heard  about the Buffalo Soildiers, and heard the stories from the well informed, volunteer guide, Richard.  I asked him how he got so well imformed.  He said he goes to bed with a book on the information every night.  Turns out Fort Davis was one of the first Forts to house the newly formed black troups from 1867-1885.   After the tour, we chatted and he told me he was a retired professor of  Choral music and orchestra, volunteers at National Parks, and is full-time RVing.  I also met and adopted Chelsea, a wonderful, beautiful Grandaughter.  She has her Master's Degree in History, is single and perfectly content in the state she is in, and will wait for the right man to meet God's high standards for her.  Wow so refreshing!   She is such a humble witness!

She took me to a wonderful small Tex-Mex resturarant,  It was way off on a side street, with hardly a sign, but it was packed!  A Christian family she knew, made room for us and I was able to stay sort of Vegan, (except for cheese).  Excellent food, lots of it (I brought home enough for the next day) and very inexpensive.  She took me back to the RV and on the way, we saw 2 policemen.  We pulled ourselves over and I introduced myself as "Grandma Swann."  He was very nice shook out hands and said it would be fine for me to stay on the street accross from the baseball field, and he would watch out for me during the night.  That was very comforting, I had a great nights sleep and started out the next day for Langtry, TX.
(This is the 4th time I have written this, each time part of it goes away, I must love you, I have been at this blog since 10 AM this morning and now it is 4:42, I haven't gotten dressed, been outside or done anything else, except a small lunch break.  It's love!)

OK,  Langtry, Texas with a population of 14, a Post Office, a Museum with a nice intrepretive cactus garden behind it.  That's it! Two livable houses that I saw, lots of abandonded houses, falling down, with goats in the yard, like a ghost town with  no stores, no gas stations, and 60 miles from anywhere or anything else.  It was in a beautiful location on the banks of the Rio Grande river (I think). Judge Roy Bean was a legend in his own time, 1883-"In Judge Beans court, when an accused was brought in, Judge Bean removed his toweling apron, hauled out his law book and notary seal, called a jury from among his customers. Occasionally, he based his ruling on his single law book, the 1879 Revised Statutes of Texas.  More often, he applied his own sense of frontier justice, backed up by the six-shooter on the table beside him."
While I was there, I met a Country Singer/Songwriter/Construction worker/biker , (can't find his card or I would tell you his name) who was with two other bikers, he didn't need a Grandma.  The lady at the desk in the visitor center gave me a wonderful packet of tourist material, called ahead to the Seminole Canyon State Park to see if they had spaces for RV parking overnight.  They did, then I found out that they had Indian Cave Paintings! What? Wow! I had always wanted to see them.  Well I got my wish!  I stayed in the campground in the park which was at the rim of a gorge that had the paintings. There was a tour at 10 AM the next morning, perfect time before it got hot.  When we gathered for the guided tour, I saw a couple that I had seen at Ft. Davis.  We started down into the gorge by steep steps, lots of climbing and manovering over rock formations to an overhang/cave that had been carved out by century's of errosion and there on the back wall and the ceiling, were the paintings, awesome!  The total hike was over a mile of up and down steep climbing.  After not having walked, hiked or swam for a long time, I think I did pretty good.  Yvonne and her husband were very helpful, giving me a hand up, when necessary.  They were adopted. 

There was another couple on the tour that were traveling by bycycle and tent camping that had cycled from San Diego, Calif.  Poppy and Peter were from England and usually went abot 50 miles a day.  They had saddle bags and a back pak that carried all their stuff.  I gave them 2 Shaklee meal bars and 2 Basic H samples to use for washing.  They were talking about the wind and in addition the RV's and Tracter Trailer Trucks going by them at high speeds, that effected their travels.  I asked them what was the proper conduct for an RV, they said to "toot, toot" as an alert that the RV was behind them, then move over at much as possible and wave a friendly wave. (they liked that).  I asked them their age, Poppy was 63 and Peter 71, and they didn't like Doctors.  The Lord sure knows how to humble me.  Every time I think I'm doing something, He shows me someone else who is doing better.  It is encouraging to see others Flourishing to the Finish too!

I drove the 3 hour drive to  to Lake Medina (7 hours via GPS).  I should have known better than to trust GPS without knowing where I am going on the map.  GPS took me on some county roads that were real "iffy".  It pays to trust God and to know He will come through.  First of all I stopped for a break in a little town and pulled up beside an automatic "Deer Corn Dispenser"  WHAT?!  You heard me right!It was about 25 feet high, as big around as the width of my RV and had a spout that dispensed the corn into bags.  The bags were free.  WHY?  I asked when I got to the RV Park, was it used for hunting?  No, just for feeding deer.  They even had gallon bags of it on sale for $4 at the welcome center.  Yes they have deer in the park, I saw 3 fawns as I drove in.  I came in definitely the "back way" but it was interesting.  More cattle crossings and poorly maintained roads, slow going and roads not wide enough for a line in the middle.  OK, maybe it was a "short cut" in GPS talk, but it took me a lot longer to get here.  The Ranger at the welcome center said, Oh, you could have stayed on hyway 90 and come right here.  "Ya right, now you tell me".  Well, I would have not had that 40 mile back road experience, thank God it was not dark!

 Should be a beautiful sunset again after a grey-warm-good-day-to-be-indoors-writing-a-blog-day.  The sun just came out, just before it sets. my next door neighbor is traveling by himself, his wife is Chilean and in Chile.  I met him last night and today we visited through the window.  He said it was good that I parked next to another RV to be safe.  He let me know he had a sawed off shotgun and he would protect me too.  He doesn't know how big my Jesus is!  Well it is  6:46 PM Central time, here in Texas, I will stay until tomorrow, couldn't reach my Nephew, he may be in another counrty.  May stay here longer, it is nice.  Thank you for hanging in there and reading this, it was truly a labor of love,(it crashed 6 times). " Patience is God's plan to get you everything."  I truly love you and appreciate you.  Thanks for being there, to tell all my troubles to. (HaHa).