|Clean Ursula! Gleaming in the morning sun of Ft. Stockton.|
|Yep, those are windmills.|
|Where's the nuclear plant? Oh yeah...none here EITHER.|
The low-light was definitely the amount of deer carnage on the side of the road. Wow, a lot of wasted meat. But, not to worry, plenty of venison was harvested this weekend, judging from the number of vehicles we passed with huge coolers attached. I think a lot of good deer hunting went on this weekend. Most of the little towns had signs saying “welcome hunters” on them.
This was truly lovely vacation. We rested, had fun, and visited folks in just right proportions. But we are ready to be home and see the kids, dogs, and new patio!
As for Ursula, it’s back to the shop, or maybe even shops, to figure out the mystery of the malfunctioning turn signals and slide-out. It’s always something with Ursula! But we had fun, anyway! And other than a bug-filled windshield, she’s a lot cleaner.