The weather turned gray and the rain threatened. The small trailer was closing in for the kill. But I reigned supreme and took off on a ride around. For some reason the truck headed for the Lakehouse for more catfish for me.
On the way down, a mobile home subdivision attracted my attention. A nice lady that works in the park here, lives in the subdivision. It is a very nice place with great views of the valleys around this area. It would be easy for someone to like living there just outside of town, but not far from the medical and shopping facilities of Kerrville. If I ever have to stop the rv lifestyle, this could be a good place to stop.
As I was gathering information at a campground outside of Kerrville, a lady behind the counter struck up some conversation. She is Cap of Billandcap blog. We had a nice visit and when I checked their site, they have been to many of the same places I have been to lately. That was the third blogger of the rv world I have met now.
Back in Kerrville, there is a Texas Parks and Wildlife boat ramp that needed checking out. It is on the Guadalupe River where the river is dammed up to make a lake. As I viewed it for kayaking adventures, the body of a deceased beaver came floating by. Beaver are not common down here. I have only seen one other in my life down in this area. Back in the PNW they were plentiful. The lake looks like it will provide some nice kayaking for me in the future.
As my path wandered back to the truck, some commotion in the sky attracted my attention. A squirrel was trying to get from the highway power pole to the pole near the water by way of the power lines. The problem for the squirrel is the wind was playing heck with him keeping his balance on the slack wire. After several serious acrobatics the squirrel finally got close to where two wires get close together. At that point he did the splits and stayed more stable for the rest of his adventure. When he got close to the target pole he gave a mighty leap and hung tightly to the top of the pole resting. The poor things chest was heaving as bad as the old fat man climbing a steep hill.
It has been about 20 years since I went to the Kerrville golf course, so I went to see it on the way home. The head pro was on duty and a very nice fellow he was. We watched the last few minutes of the Texas/Miami basketball game with another fellow. This course looks nice and is reasonably priced. A round there may be in my future.
After fixing supper, a walk was in order. My path went around the perimeter of the park and slightly into the golf course then back through the nature trail, up the hill and back through the rv park. From the map it looks like a little under three miles.
Tomorrow is the last of the local spring break and most of the tents and kids are already gone from the park. Perhaps something really exciting will happen as I try to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.