Somebody please tell me where the truck was supposed to be going. It is not known now. However thanks to digital camera capability, it is known where the truck ended up going. Stuff was thrown into the truck for an adventure to ????? When the truck got to Padre Island National Seashore, it was a nice place to be. Estes had overcast and PINS had mostly sunshine. Good choice truck.
For the first time in my many trips here, it was noticed that the visitor center has a highly elevated observation deck. Usually my body is in a hurry for the necessities room, so meandering around in the parking lot is not going to happen. This time a glance up surprised me with the observation deck way up nearly in the clouds. From up on the deck a whole new world opens up to be photographed. Here is a picture from the deck looking down to the beach area and folks playing in the waves. It was wind blown rough today as you will see later. Go ahead Sis, wiggle your toes like you are there.
After some poking around here and yonder, the trip back to the Castle was begun. Ah but we were ambushed by Mustang Island State Park on the way back. It proved to be interesting and more adventure than planned. While we were there the rangers blocked the beach access off from vehicles since the tide was coming in and wiping out the “road”. That makes it nice for the walkers like me. Once again wind sculptures were the target. However only one sort of decent one was located. Even it was not nearly as interesting as the ones last January.
Naturally the jetties needed a visit out to the end of them. The end of them was not the place to be. The waves were breaking up onto the jetty ends. This picture, and a lot of others, was taken back a good bit from the end. Getting washed out to sea is not my kind of adventure. The rocks are about five feet high. Notice the rock on the right side. It is in the next picture with a wave over it
While taking the spray pictures, it was noticed that occasional waves would wash around the jetty to the sides and climb up toward my feet. The rocks where my feet were situated was damp but not regularly getting waves over them.
As pictures were being taken of waves washing up on the sides, this nice picture was grabbed. And then the realization hit me that that wave may be powerful enough to get to me. YIKES AND HURRY BACK!!!!! As it turned out this wave in the picture washed over the rock that used to have my feet on it, to a depth of only about six inches.
You really have to watch those waves. Also suddenly noticed, was that back on the beach the waves were occasionally washing all the way up to the sand dunes. It was time to vacate the area. There was no serious danger, but it would have meant that the trip back would have been in the beyond the dunes brush where the creepy crawlies live.
The trip back to the truck went well with having to stop a few times to let the wash from a wave come up to the dunes. Then a quick scamper onward. It was fun since there was not real danger.
While waiting for the ferry to load, the radio was turned on. OH NO weather bulletins about trouble right where we are. Possible tornados, hail and high wind to go with heavy rain. Now that sounds exciting. We did get the high winds and heavy rain. It made me glad the Castle was only about seven miles from the ferry landing. As least the salt got washed off the Castle and truck.
When we got to the Castle it was raining very heavily, so the truck seat was reclined and a nap hit me. Something woke me about twenty minutes later and that is when this picture was taken.
The rain let off a lot and zoom into the Castle. About thirty minutes later it was very bright sunshine outside and the solar panel was kicking out over five amps. NICE. This evening is nice and cool. The next couple of nights are supposed to be beautifully cool for sleeping.
This was a pretty good day for trying to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.
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