All we wanted was a greasy spoon type of breakfast, but ya think we could find it? No way. We ended up at a place in town where the only eggs (and they weren’t real eggs) they served were scrambled and part of a buffet. The bacon was excellent and the home made toast was very good while the rest of the buffet was almost average. Oh well, I guess we are all getting a little tired of eating out and becoming more critical.
After “brek-fest” we visited the
Cibolo Nature Center where we discovered some actual real live honest to goodness dinosaur tracks.
And we were able to snap a picture of this guy who was just waiting for us to move on so he could get back to the bird feeder.
Mike, Peggy, Judy, and I walked the 22 mile Wilderness Trail. Thar ya go Gene and Judi; the four of us actually went hiking and here are some pictures to prove it.
While stomping through the woodland we rustled up a small herd of deer; a buck, a doe, and four yearlings. Later we startled a huge doe who literally threw herself right through a big fence. This fence is eight to ten feet high with a strand of barbed wire and then a smooth wire alternating every six to eight inches all the way up to the top. Some how she managed to squeeze herself through that fence with the fur flying. We hope she wasn’t badly hurt.
Speaking of things alternating, the rain began alternating again (as in on again, off again). So that put the kibosh to any further outside activities for awhile. Later in the afternoon we did make a trip to a meat store in town where we picked up some super good looking sirloin steaks for grilling (that’ll be this afternoon’s meal). While we were at it, we stopped at DQ for some dessert – we hadn’t had dinner, but figured, what ta heck, “life is short so eat dessert first”.
So, Eat Dessert First and May God Bless - - - - - - - - -
Dang! I should have told you about our favorite greasy spoon breakfast place: Hunter House in Ingram. No powdered eggs in that place. Friendly service and great locals, too. (Yes, we DID eat our way around Hill Country!) Have fun!ReplyDelete
Don't you just love hiking and the best part is the ice cream afterwards. 22 miles equals 2 blizzards.ReplyDelete