Journal 6-19-07
Today was another good day. When we left Caprock Canyons SP it was cloudy and misty, an unusual condition according to the Ranger. We doubled back to Turkey, specifically to get a picture of the “Welcome to Turkey” sign. While out taking a picture of the sign, a lady stopped her car, got out and offered to take our pictures. We quickly learned that she is 86 years old, has lived in Turkey almost all her life, and used to volunteer for the Bob Wills Festival, which is held the last weekend in April. We also learned all about her surgeries and the loss of her husband. She was a kindly soul, and you don’t often have someone stop solely to pay a kindness to a stranger. Perhaps we’re too busy and can learn a lesson from this lady.
Although we were forced to drive on Interstate 27 for about 25 miles, (our first Interstate driving since we left Hiram) we had an otherwise uneventful trip from Turkey to Canyon, TX, where we visited Palo Duro Canyon.
Palo Duro is a large eroded canyon south of Amarillo and east of Canyon. Though it is certainly not as deep as the Grand Canyon, it is nevertheless beautiful. Beautiful wildflowers were an added attraction, abundant because of recent rains. A road winds from the rim to the bottom of the canyon where there are camping sites, hiking trails, and an amphitheater where the pageant “Texas” is presented during the summer. We had a picnic lunch at a day-use area, stopped by the Visitors Center, and continued our drive west on Highway 70 through Hereford, TX, and into New Mexico. After a stop at the New Mexico Visitors’ Center, we drove on toward our accommodations for the evening, a campsite at Fort Sumter State Park. We stopped at a small grocery store in the town of Fort Sumter (claim to fame—the burial site of Billy the Kid), picked up our supper and drove on the park.
After setting up and eating supper, we’re now listening to the Braves and Red Sox on satellite radio, hearing about the rain in Atlanta and watching an approaching thunder storm here. It never rained, so Lois and I took a walk down to the lake and watched some men land a boat in a stiff wind.
Tomorrow it’s back to civilization. We’ll leave here early so that we can pick up a rent car in Albuquerque by noon before driving on to our destination at Taos, NM.
More later.
Today was another good day. When we left Caprock Canyons SP it was cloudy and misty, an unusual condition according to the Ranger. We doubled back to Turkey, specifically to get a picture of the “Welcome to Turkey” sign. While out taking a picture of the sign, a lady stopped her car, got out and offered to take our pictures. We quickly learned that she is 86 years old, has lived in Turkey almost all her life, and used to volunteer for the Bob Wills Festival, which is held the last weekend in April. We also learned all about her surgeries and the loss of her husband. She was a kindly soul, and you don’t often have someone stop solely to pay a kindness to a stranger. Perhaps we’re too busy and can learn a lesson from this lady.
Although we were forced to drive on Interstate 27 for about 25 miles, (our first Interstate driving since we left Hiram) we had an otherwise uneventful trip from Turkey to Canyon, TX, where we visited Palo Duro Canyon.
Palo Duro is a large eroded canyon south of Amarillo and east of Canyon. Though it is certainly not as deep as the Grand Canyon, it is nevertheless beautiful. Beautiful wildflowers were an added attraction, abundant because of recent rains. A road winds from the rim to the bottom of the canyon where there are camping sites, hiking trails, and an amphitheater where the pageant “Texas” is presented during the summer. We had a picnic lunch at a day-use area, stopped by the Visitors Center, and continued our drive west on Highway 70 through Hereford, TX, and into New Mexico. After a stop at the New Mexico Visitors’ Center, we drove on toward our accommodations for the evening, a campsite at Fort Sumter State Park. We stopped at a small grocery store in the town of Fort Sumter (claim to fame—the burial site of Billy the Kid), picked up our supper and drove on the park.After setting up and eating supper, we’re now listening to the Braves and Red Sox on satellite radio, hearing about the rain in Atlanta and watching an approaching thunder storm here. It never rained, so Lois and I took a walk down to the lake and watched some men land a boat in a stiff wind.
Tomorrow it’s back to civilization. We’ll leave here early so that we can pick up a rent car in Albuquerque by noon before driving on to our destination at Taos, NM.
More later.
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