We left Alabama in late February on our way to Fredericksburg. Houston is home to many friends so we stopped there on our way.
Rudy and Carolyn live near Baytown in the South East part of the Houston area. They have a covered parking space at the corner of a 200-acre plot, part of a much larger dispersed sod farm. The sod farm is owned by a family, Mark runs the business, and he and Rudy are friends.
The sod farm has several thousand acres spread out in this area. The covered RV parking spaces in the corner of this plot are big enough for three RVs. Rudy and Carolyn are under the bigger cover and Mark’s chief mechanic and his family are under the other one. Rudy fixes Aqua Hot RV heating systems and there is plenty of room for visitors (like us) and people bringing their motorhomes in for service.
Having someone living at the field helps prevent unwanted visitors from driving on the grass field. The field is irrigated. While we were there Maggie enjoyed the wide open field, running and chasing her tennis balls.
We went to see Scott and Carol and Bill Blackmon who are all on the far north side of the Houston area. It took almost an hour and a half to get there, all on several interstate segments. Scott smoked ribs for dinner. Carol made salad and side dishes. It was a wonderful dinner and fun to see everyone. Scott and Carol have a dog named Harley. He is smaller than Maggie but weighs about the same, a solid dog. We put down Maggie’s water bowl and she shared it with Harley. But when she tried to get a sip from Harley’s water bowl he was not so willing to share. There was some barking and snarling and snapping. Maggie’s lip was bleeding a bit. She retreated to my lap for first aid. It quickly stopped bleeding and then all was OK again now that boundaries had been set.
After dinner and dessert and some chat time, we headed back to the sod farm. There is a new toll-way around the east side of Houston. We did not have a Texas Toll-Way Pass so they bill you by mail after taking your car’s photo as you drive by. It took the same time but was longer. Very little traffic, very easy. It took two months to get a toll bill in the mail.
On Saturday we went to the Monument Inn in La Porte, Texas. Rudy drove. We followed an unfathomable route (at least to me) down this road and that until things started looking familiar and there it was, right on the Houston Ship Channel, just 45 minutes away, just over there in Texas. We have been here several times. Keith and Jo joined us for dinner.
Dinner was excellent as it always is. I tried their crab-stuffed jalapenos appetizer and a bowl of wonderful seafood gumbo. The stuffed jalapenos are large and very tasty, you get 6 for $10. And the gumbo was $7. And to get rolls and cinnamon buns too. I brought 4 of the stuffed jalapenos home. We always enjoy dinner at the Monument Inn.
After dinner, we all went back to Rudy and Carolyn’s to visit more. Keith and Jo got to meet Maggie. The trip home was across the Ship Channel on the free ferry and then just 20 minutes to home. Go figure.
Rudy is driving the ferry.
We were just along for the ride.
Good friends and a nice visit with all of them.
On Sunday we headed for Fredericksburg. We had to go across the south side of the Houston metro area on I-10. It takes almost an hour and Sunday traffic is not too bad. Half of the route to Fredericksburg is state and US highways which make it a pretty nice 4-5 hr drive.
We go across the far south edges of the Austin metro area. It used to be mostly rural but is quickly changing with new residential, commercial, and industrial development. Tesla’s factory is down there somewhere, just another immense building surrounded by others. Where does the water and power come from to support all of this? This used to be a brief slowdown, but now it takes more and more time. Lots of construction, and eventually a new East-West toll road to speed things up.
Turn left at Johnson City and another half hour or so to Fredericksburg. When we first came here it was all rural ranch land. Cows liked it and someone discovered grapes do too. Ranchlands are now dozens of vineyards and wineries owned and developed by newcomers and investors. It is a huge new industry here and a big tourist attraction.
At home, it has been snowing heavily, then raining, then snowing again.
When we were kids, no one had a snow blower it was just a shovel and the snow went up on the pile next to the driveway, a snow canyon just wide enough for the family car.
It almost looked like this, for a five-year-old the piles sure seemed this high. And some winters they may have been.
We arrived, got settled in, started deploying the accessories, and checked in with Peggy, Norm, Mike, and Jackie. Springtime in Fredericksburg is quite pleasant and we are glad to be here.
The girls snuggle up for a quiet morning.
More Later, Much Love,
Roger and Susan and Maggie