Started this morning in a jacket for warmth and needed it all day. This wet cold wind cuts you like an razor made of dry ice. It will chap any exposed skin in just a few minutes. Coupled with the bright sunshine, skin burn is easily very severe and painful. Normally a good coat of sunscreen works wonders. However some old fat fools forget the sunscreen until it is toooooooooooo late. OUCH, PAIN AND AGONY ON ME.
Since more Christmas presents are needed, a shopping trip to Corpus Christi was taken. After a couple of hours of shopping, my stomach was making a lot of misery about being empty. OK I thought, let us finish the day with some touring the area. Off we went in the direction of Padre Island. Along the way a stop was made at another Whataburger store for lunch. This has been a food stop several times in my life, but this time attention was paid to the back area of the store.
Out back is a patio area on one of the canals for the townhouse folks who have boats. When the weather is good, it is nice to sit outside and have your meal while watching the activities. There were several folks fishing down below the handrail. They were out of the wind and in the sun. Very nice in my opinion.
Onward to Padre Island we went. A quick tour of an rv park at the foot of a fishing pier side tracked me for a few minutes. It is a parking lot with water and electricity just a few feet from the beach and pier. It might be good for a couple of nights of adventure.
Padre Island National Seashore (PINS) was still about fifteen miles away. At the entrance is this nice view.
Then it is still about four miles to the main visitor center. However a lot of touring was done before going to the visitor center. First was a stop at the North beach. It can be a bit of special fun going from the pavement, through the loose sand to get to the wet sand that will hold your vehicle easily.
One of the first pieces of washed up trash that came into view is the remnants of a fish net. Since there are about seventy miles of beach on this end of Padre Island, it is an immense chore to keep the trash cleaned up. If you stroll the beach early in the morning, many things both normal and odd will likely be seen like this destroyed net.
My beach nut sister was promised a picture of me with my toes in the sand. NOT when it is 52 degrees! So she will have to make do with this shot of my shoes making ripples in the sand.
Many adventures were had today. There were way too many things to talk about to get it all done tonight and it is late already. These tales will therefore continue in the future, but the day was not finished with me yet.
We arrived back at Comfort Castle and my legs explained in no uncertain terms that they needed to walk for a bit. We took off along the golf course fence. Suddenly a noise was heard and lo and behold it was Luella, the wonderful park manager, chasing after me.
Now we digress a little to explain something. This park is normally sold out from about Thanksgiving until into late March for the next year. In fact some spots are fundamentally sold out until death do us part. The way Comfort Castle was able to get the spot we did is a person sold their trailer and moved elsewhere which left a very temporary opening. Long term openings for Thanksgiving through March are seldom available without traumatic circumstances causing an opening. So it was very fortunate that we got in for the winter stay.
Back to Luella chasing me. It seems that a long time resident finished a project he was on and the company he works for is moving him away to a new project. Luella offered me first refusal on the soon to be available spot. One look at it and it was mine. It will be a lot less public and will be considerably quieter than the one near the clubhouse, not that that one is actually bad. Comfort Castle must be a good luck charm.
So moving Comfort Castle first thing in the morning will be the way trying to have tooooo much fun will get started tomorrow. TheOFM