Big Bend IV

As we were tired and cold, it was off to bed, for me at least.

But before I forget ... Matt had to move a tumbleweed from in front of Prada.



Tomorrow’s ride would top it off ... in a bit

Well, it was more than a bit ...

December 29, 2007

One more day and one more ride, but first a bit of breakfast ...

Cat burgers ... no photos, but I am talking about sausage biscuits.

We used a poor man microwave ... boil water to drop them in. They are serviceable. Can food be described that way?

We were heading out to Top of the World for a tour of the northern part of Terlingua Ranch. We had three trucks in tow behind us, so we played hop scotch along the route northward. We stopped at David G. Hilton’s old place for a few minutes and then motored on. For some reason, I did not shake out my camera until



Matt had a flat on Jim’s bike.

Jim has his hat on ...



Onward we rolled until we encountered some rocks that could not be moved by hand.



Bummer, that meant that this would be the end of the line for the trucks. As I had been to the top before, I sent the bikes up to the top and began the slow process of leading the trucks back out.

The photos that follow are all Matt’s.









Caleb at the end of the line

After catching back up with me, we leap frogged back into Terlingua, popping into town above the water tower.

Then it was off to take showers. This was our last night in town and we were all eating out. The canoeists opted for Tivo’s, while the motorcyclists decided on



I got my usual ...

Pork Medallions with Chipotle Raspberry Reduction Sauce, Veggie de jour and smashed taters with a glass of Cab.



Sorry, I started eating before taking the photo!

Then it was back to camp to wrap up the evening. Byron and I created a high test fire in mere moments and the mushroom was not all that large.



It settled down quickly, but it took a while for the gas on the ground to burn out.

Then we solved problems and I took photos ...

With that shot, I have come to the end of the year and the end of Big Bend IV. 2007 was full of ups and downs for me at many levels, but Big Bend continues to draw me close, to ground me, to remind me to look for beauty everywhere.

December 30, 2007

Morning arrived and we began the process of picking and packing up. Soon we were on the road to home, rolling slowly farther afield from each other and a spot in Texas that has been home in my heart for many decades now.

I will get back. I just don’t know when. I know I will be at Grassy Banks in 2008, of that I am sure.

Until next time ...

Go in peace, but wear body armor.