If God Blessed Texas, Why is it hot as H---?

Let's say we relaxed and took our time getting going this morning but in truth, the Admiral slept in. I think he was a little tired from all the driving and stress of finding a place to view the game, which did not work out as planned. When you have the responsibility of those that you are guiding it is easy to be overtaken sometimes.  Some bright Texas sunshine, and a quick cup of coffee and we all were finally ready to ride

We left El Paso around 11:30 AM and headed off on the next leg of the Texas adventure. We are going to be staying with Bob’s brother Henry over the weekend plus. (Plus however long he can stand us visiting before the game on October 1st when we need to be in Dallas.)

Bob drove, and drove, and drove, and yes we were still in Texas! We went through a border patrol checkpoint and we thought we had taken a wrong turn and were in Mexico. All we had to do was stop quickly and answer one question. Are you US Citizens? Being the pasty white Washingtonian Dutch heritage folk that we, are it was easy for them to believe our responses and they quickly passed us through. No, we were not in Mexico, but we were close enough to the border that it was important to ask.

Just outside of Van Horn, TX tracking along on highway 10, through the more hilly and mountainous (Texas mountainous not Cascades mountainous) area around Saragosa we started to see the scenery and awesome skies above.  Large patches of Cumulus clouds gathered in herds like sheep roaming the skies. They soon took on a darker hue and Bob started seeing flashes of lightning in and around them. We thought they would pass.

True Seattleites, our hearts pounded in anticipation of rain. When it seemed the clouds were passing to the south, we grieved. A few miles later we were blessed with more threatening and ominous clouds and some decent Texas rain! It was glorious. God indeed showered it down on these muggy travelers. The temp went from 97 degrees outside to 79 which is a good respectable hot summer day for us. The sound inside the RV was so cool.

Hard rain and that fresh, dustless smell of clean air! At the end of it, 10 minutes down the road, we were blessed with a full arch rainbow, and then the double one as we faded out of the storm back into the blazing Texas sun.

The Admiral jumped to the front of the rig to celebrate the promise of the rainbow. Inside he was dancing, I know it.

We reached Fort Stockton around dinner time and stopped at the  Sagebrush Cafe and Gifts restaurant where we had Southern Fried Chicken with gravy and mac and cheese for Bob and fish and chips for me with Hush Puppies! Hush Puppies were the delicacy, fish in Texas was….ok.

We were directed to a giant Roadrunner where we would turn and find old Fort Stockton. The sun was setting and the clouds were impressive. The Admiral wanted to try his hand at a covered wagon used by the ‘Duke’ in his movies. Bob took him over to give him a sit on the interesting relic.

They had a nice long talk about the next leg of the journey and why the heck doesn't the wife drive, too, to help.

As the sun set, we found some happy shots and a reason to move along the highway to Sonora.

We are at a ‘Restaria’ enjoying some quiet and looking again at the expansive southern sky thanking God that since he blessed Texas, he also blessed those rugged souls that could live here.

Bob's quiz question of the day.

What song did June Hershey and Don Swander write?

Accurate lyrics about this great state.