South Texas in a day

El Rancho Abraham RV Resort & Goat Farm
Sinton, Texas

Holy Crap, what the hell is all that noise? I'm camped 1/2 mile from a major Texas hiway and all I heared is big trucks all night long. Trains go'n through town blow'n their horns. Dogs bark'n to all hours. Damn, this ain't nuttin like peace an' quiet.

Ok, I pull into the yard yesterday even'n an' here come that damn goat before I could unhook "that jeep" and park "Sally da house". He remembered me from bout 8 months ago and come up pok'n me with his head for a good scratch'n. Then he jump slap up the steps into "da house" to check out the brand spank'n new floor. Goats don't belong in a motorhome no matter how ya look at it.

And then, me and Sadie Mae, we was walk'n round the ranch, an' here come 4 freak'n burros out of nowheres to investigate the new arrivals. Sadie Mae ain't never see a burro before, so she take off lickity split for "da house". She don't want nuttin to do with no miniature mules.

Waked up this morn'n to "cold". This ain't right. I should be far enough south that cold should never reach this far. Although, 47 degs ain't really that cold. It could be worse ya know.

Don't know where to start on blog catch up. Bout all I can say is that I thoroughly enjoyed my visit to Del Rio and Lake Amistad. I had all the comforts of home ya might say. Didn't take long to get used to no internet. But now that I got it again, I'll probly spend way too much time sit'n here "surf'n" an' stuff. Got lots of things I need to research. Post some pics of all the bass fish I done catched up. Critter cam pics....stuff like that. Don't have much ex'cit'n stuff to write about, but that's been a way of life lately. So in the mean time I'll just talk some nonsense to keep the ball roll'n.