Yesterday was all driving, 9:30 am to 9pm. We started in bayous, with watery views out our windows most of the morning. By afternoon, it just seemed to be flat. Traffic in Houston extended the drive, but we made it to San Antonio by bedtime. After a nice morning swim, we have set off again. Quickly we see that western Texas is a different landscape with rolling hills and roads cut through rocks. It is also much emptier here with scrubby bushes and small trees, even some cactus. We are about half way through the explication of the shootout at the OK Corral. Wyatt Erp turns out to be a tough but socially inept petty thief and blackmailer, and the shootout is still a few hours away.
We stopped in Junction, Tx for lunch supplies. What I noticed says as much about me as about Junction. No recycling, UHT milk, dried fruit, kombucha, or mango juice. But they did have a whole camping/hunting aisle with things I have never seen before including the urine of various animals, a huge selection of feeders to attract game, a blow-up doe, and a set of ropes and hooks for getting your bow into a tree or hunting blind. I could make fun of hog urine in a grocery store, but really, the need for kombucha is weirder and sillier. There was a surfeit of processed food there, but I have a lot of respect for hunters who understand the sacrifice that eating meat involves. The people were also extraordinarily friendly.
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