A few days of posts...

Saturday gloomy weather

Boy howdy, what the hell is a go'n on in Del Rio? Ya see, I were sit'n there on the couch read'n a book bout the old west, outlaws, shoot'n, fist fights, git'n drunk, wimmins scream'n...stuff like that, when all a sudden like, the wind start shak'n "da house". Wind blow'n cold air in through the open winders. It's winter....that what it is. That all happen before the OFM Barney hook up his little trailer and head south, what I done tole you bout.....gone....pooof, just like that. Now the old Billy Bob is sit'n here all by hisself. Ain't got no internet. Ain't got nuttin to do.

Last night while I were sit'n there on the couch I got to think'n bout the time a stranger asked the old farmer..."ya think it's ever gonna stop rain'n"? The old farmer look that stranger right dead in the eye an' says, "it always has". The sunshine is out this morn'n, ain't no wind, temp is climb'n to comfortable (60 degs) and the fish is bit'n.....I betcha. Oops, there went the sunshine behind a big ol' cloud.

Remember I were talk'n bout chang'n my internet service? Well, I'm still think'n bout that. I been us'n a Verizon air card for over two years and the only place it don't work is in Del Rio, Texas. That where I am ya know....catch'n fish an' stuff. Anyhows, I done decided it might be best to just keep Verizon and do the best I can. We'll see.

Just 'cause my name is Billy Bob don't mean I was brung up in the backwoods of Kentucy, or somewheres like that, an' don't know nuttin. I went to skool ya know. Learnt how to read books and stuff. Got me a PHD in spell'n....an' arithmetic. So, the next time ya wanna say the old Billy Bob is wrong an' don't know nuttin, do some research first.
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Sunday beautiful weather

Well shoot, here I were think'n I was gonna freeze to death when I see the temp was down to 45 degs overnight. But low and behold, the sun comes out an' it turned into a beautiful day. So beautiful, I decided me an' Sadie Mae would take us a ride in "that jeep". My first thought was to head off to town and do some shop'n at Walmart. What we didn't do.

Ya see, I been think'n bout driv'n over to another campground, Rough Canyon, and check out the fish'n possibilities. A short drive of 14 mile brung us to the waters edge. Well, not ecactly. The water was way down a hill an' below some rock clifts bout 300 yards from where we park "that jeep". "How the hell ya gonna git down there Billy Bob"?
Cross'n a field of brush and brambles (weeds and cactus) we come to a rock cliff over look'n 50 feets of crystal clear water. There a big ol' bass in there I betcha. Being the cautious feller what I am, I took my time find'n the safest route down. There weren't none. Slip'n an' slid'n over big ol' rocks and bolders, the last 20 feet was scoot'n on my ass till I reached my destination. Two big bolders over hanged the waters edge...a straight drop off into bass haven. One jump clean out the water. Holy crap, that were a big 'un.

Choos'n my bestest fish'n lure, I begins to sling it out there where that fish jump. Bout a hunnert times an' no fish. Maybe if'n I throws something to attract his attention....like a spinner bait. Yeah, I'll try that. A couple tosses t'wards that tree stump thingy stick'n out the water....and BA BAAM. I done hook me up a big ol' two dinner bass fish. I tosses him back think'n I got me a big ol' pot of homebrew chili to eat up back at "da house". Have a good day big ol' bass fish.



Chang'n lures, I hook me up another bass fish. Not big like the first one, but he could have made a good breakfast side with some fried taters and 3 or 4 over easies. Toss him back too. He were one happy fish when he found out I weren't gonna murder him and yank his head slap off. I learn't that trick many years ago when I were out in the woods starv'n to death an' didn't have no knife.

The fish done quit chas'n my fish'n lures, so's I pack 'em up. Got me a cliff to climb. I looks at it and says...."how the hell I get down here in the first place"? I eyeballs a escape route an' on hands an' knees make my assent to the top. Over there bout a hunnert yards is where me an' OFM Barney was catch'n up bass fish last year. Can I make it that far? Just barely, I were out of breath....huff'n an' puff'n. I sits down and start get'n scared. I can't get enough air....I'm gonna die right here. That what I was think'n anyhows. I lights up a smoke, still gasp'n for air and fore I knows it, I'm suck'n in air just like I suppoed to. I'm gonna live....yee haa!
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Monday cold morn'n

Boy howdy, were it cold or what when I waked up. It were 39 degs out there.....two burner morning. By 10:30 the temp is up to 61 degs.....an' i can hear big ol' bass fish call'n my name...."hey Billy Bob, over here....hurry". Now I have a decision to make. Do I go down the road a half mile to the bridge, over to the same fish'n place I were at yesterday, or do I head off to Walmart for a few eat'em ups I'm out of? Sadie Mae is all excitis 'cause she knows I'm think'n. She knows something is up, an' she is ready to "go". Don't ya just hate decisions like this???

The next decision I got to make is, how long am I gonna stay in Del Rio. My rent is paid up till Wed. afternoon, but I'm hav'n fun. Catch'n me up a few fish. The weather is look'n better. Lots of sunshine an' warm days (upper 60's to lower 70's). What more can I ask for? Life is good.

 A bit later.....

Yup, the old Billy Bob went down there and stand on the bridge for a hour or more. Ain't catched a thing, But I did have a few pretty nice bumps. "Learn to set the hook Billy Bob". It were still too cold for a sissy like me to be stand'n out in the wind and cold, so me an' Sadie Mae loaded up an' went to town. Ever time I do that, I end up spend'n a hunnert dollar at Walmart. End up with "junk food". But junk food is good for ya....grow hairs on yer chest an' stuff like that.   

Another day in paradise

"What you talk'n bout Billy Bob, this ain't paradise....it's Del Rio, Texas". Well it could be paradise if'n the wind weren't blow'n an would cool down a few degrees. But as far as that goes, anywheres you feel comfortable, that's paradise. Since me and OFM Barney moved to this campground, I been a whole lot more comfortable. And I can see water from right here from my camp'n site.....way down the hill bout half a mile or so.

Ok, here's the deal. A great blue norther blowed in last night. Got down to a disgusting 59 degrees. Wind blow'n a hunnert mile a hour....or something like that. The redneck blue tarp what was used for a sun shade and wind breaker done blowed down. Got the heat blast'n full bore.....one stove burner. "Now what ya gonna do Billy Bob"? Well, I'm gonna sit here an' "do nuttin"....that what I'm gonna do.

Did I mention all the fish I catched up yesterday? I was down there on that fish'n bridge an' I hook me up a goodern. Musta weigh somewheres close to a pound or something like that. Breakfast size. Then in the late afternoon I goes back down there and hook me up a great ol' big 'un. Bout 2 pound worth. They git'n bigger as I go.

Barney done make a decision to head his way back south. I were think'n bout do'n the same thing a couple hours ago, but the old Billy Bob is gonna stick out this storm for a few more days. Still got a couple things I want to do here before head'n south. Storms don't last forever ya know.

Ok, I need tyo get this computer back to it's rightfull owner before he forgets where he left it. Have a safe trip Barney. See ya down the road a piece.

277n bordom

Ain't got nuttin to say what would interest anybody this morn'n. That is unless you might be interested in boredom.

Ya see, old Billy Bob can be quite boring from time to time. 'Specially when he don't do nutting. But I got to think'n bout that. I don't have to do nuttin. I'm retired an' I gonna do as I damn well please....even if'n it's sit'n back sip'n up a cup an' do'n some think'n. I enjoy my life. I enjoy be'n free. I especially like "do'n nuttin" whenever the mood strikes me. As of late, that mood strikes me a lot.

Yesterday afternoon I throwed my old dawg Sadie Mae in "that jeep" an' we headed off down the road a piece to go catches us up some fish. I chunk that lure out there bout a hunnert times an' ain't got a bite yet. What the hell?, I see fish jump'n all over the place....bout 2 of 'em. The OFM Barney ain't did no better. But, I'm figger'n we left too early for the big'uns to come in to eat.

Went down town to the internet sell'n places yesterday, Sprint, an' AT&T. Gonne get me a brand spank'n new air card. Or so I was think'n. Nice lady at Sprint made me a pretty good deal, but couldn't answer all my questions of coverage areas. Almost same thing happen when I go to AT&T. I'm think'n all they care bout is sell'n me a telephone....what I already got one. So I'm on Barney's computer do'n some researce. He has a Sprint air card and it works super good in Del Rio. But....will it work in the other places I have on my travel agenda???

The other night I throwed a old over ripe bananna out there in the yard think'n some critter would come by an' eat it up. Well, that diodn't happen. But Sadie Mae fount it, sniffed it and then began roll'n in that bananna. Oh my god....look at you Sadie Mae, you got over ripe bananna all over you. Sure were glad she didn't find a old dead critter to roll in.

Poor old Barney is fit to be tied. With his truck in the shop get'n a brand spank'n new alternator, he been walk'n round the campground look'n for something excit'n to do.

Ok.....got thing's to do. Laters.  

Change campgrounds....

I feel really privileged this morn'n with all the cool air blow'n in "da house" and I got a computer to make a post. It ain't my computer, but the OFM Barney brung his over for me to use while he is off to town get'n "the truck" fixed. Seems the alternator done bit the dust...or something like that. More news on that later.

Anthows, yesterday, me and Barney done figger out we was gonna pull out of here to a new campground bout a hunnert twenty mile to the north. South Llano State park at Junction, Texas on Interstate 10. We run into town to grab us up a hamburger, then decide to drop by a couple campgrounds just to take look see before we make any drastic decisions. Well shoot, the 277 campground look'n pretty good. Got a big ol' road, what used to be under water, for bike riding and fish'n off the bridge, what used to be under water and bout a hunnert places to launch a "bubba boat".....what used to be under water. Why don't we move out here? And that what we did.....pooof, just like that.

Now I have one more really important decision to make. What am I gonna do bout a internet connection in Del Rio. Since I visit this area maybe twicst a year, I need something that will work here. Verizon don't. Sprint do. It may seem like a simple decision, but it ain't. There are places I visit where Verizon do and Sprint don't. ....why don't MsB have a Sprint air card?

Barney just rolled back into the campground from go'n the the alternator fix'n place. Appointment for tomorrow morn'n at 8am. Probly gonna cost him a good arm an' a leg, but that's the way the tree falls. Auto repair shops see ya com'n a mile away. Boy howdy, I hope they don't see me com'n any time soon.

Got the "bubba boat" battery all charge up full of energy for a jaunt around the lake.....gonna go catch me up some them big ol' bass fishes. Maybe even catch up something that I can eat. I'm a good fish cooker ya know.

Ok, got things to do.   

Me an' OFM Barney camp'n.

I'll not bore ya this morn'n with all the activity what's been go'n on in my adventurous life. I'll just tell ya like it is....I ain't done nuttin what could be considered excit'n.

The decision to visit Del Rio and Lake Amistad was made long before I arrived here. I like it here and it's on my way to where ever I'm go'n. But.....did I make another bad decision? Well, kind of. Ya already know there ain't no water in the lake. There ain't no easy place to launch the "bubba boat". So I rekon I made a bad decision. But wait a minute. There's other options.
Ya see, I were sit'n out there under my tree, sip'n up a cup ya know, an' do'n a little think'n. Here come old OFM Barney mumbl'n something bout "up the road a piece". Maybe we will just do that....go up the road a piece.

I case you didn't know, Barney sneeked in on me the other day. I hears this big ol' truck grind'n gears, motor rac'n, crash'n through the sage brush an' weeds, and I says to myself...."that sounds like the OFM Barney". It were. He sets up camp right across the road from "Sally da house"....so we neighbors. Barney's a good guy ya know.

Well anyhows, it's boring here at Lake Amistad. Did I mention there ain't no water. That means no fish'n. No "bubba boat". No swimm'n. No nuttin like that. I breaks out the "billy bike" and do some riding around the campground, unlike Barney what rode his bike across the lake. Serves him right if'n he has to stay in bed all day recover'n. We got the entire campground to ourselves....do anything we want.

Sit'n here with the wind blow'n a hunnert mile a hour, I'm bout ready to move on. Just up the road a piece, accord'n to Barney, is a nice little camp'n place on the south Llano river. Then, on the other side of there is Inks Lake, where I stayed a couple weeks last year. Since it's a constant level lake, I'm think'n that's the place to be if'n I want to do some "bubba" boat'n an' fish'n. Might could be a tad cooler too.

Ok, that's bout all I have to say this time. Maybe see ya up the road a piece....who knows?
No internet sucks ya know. 


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I are here...yippy ki yah

Wednesday 10-16-12 Del Rio, Texas

Boy howdy, is old Billy Bob got a new problem or what. Ya see, I fired up this laptop this morn'n to do some writ'n for my blog. What the hell???? The keypad ain't work'n like what it suppose to do. So's I hooks up a freak'n mouse.....now it work'n. I betcha a dollar I gonna be look'n for a new laptop here pretty soon....what ya yhink?

No I don't have a internet connection in Del Rio. Sucks sucks sucks. There's a RV park just down the road a piece what I can steal me some WIFI from....an' that what I'm gonna do. Not now, but later when I goes to town.

Anyhows, arrived in Del Rio right bout 3pm yesterday. Pull into San Pedro campground, put the slides out and lay back on the couch. Yee ha, I'm here....but where the water in the lake? It's gone....ain't none to be seen from my camp.

Ok, ya wanna know why there ain't no water? Ya see, when I cross the Rio Grande river back there in New mexico, the river was dry....just a little creek flow'n to the south. There weren't no torrencial rain falls this year, the monsoons, in Colorado or NM, so there ain't no water in Lake Amistad. Not where I'm camped anyhows. 

Out there where there used to be a lake is plumb dry. Grow'n up in weeds an' stuff. But the fish'n for big ol' bass is supposed to be excellent. Go figger on that one.

It were a hard decision this morn'n how long I gonna stay in Del Rio. Stay or go down the road a piece? Well, I decided to try for 5 days....rain or shine. If all fails, I can always move to another campground just up the road a piece.


Thursday 10-17-12 San Pedro campground Del Rio, Texas

Boy howdy were it ever hot or what yesterday. By mid afternoon, it was too hot to stay in "da house" and almost as bad out under the tree. 94 degs it were. Sweat beads was roll'n off'n my head down to my chin whiskers. Only the slightest of a breeze ever once in a while. Damn!!!
When ya ain't got no AC, it gets downright miserable.

Took a trip around to the other campgrounds. Me and one other old fart is all that has the nerve to camp at Lake Amistad National Recrecional Area. When I pulled into the 277 campground, there he was. Same old feller what was here last year with his homemade 5th wheel trailer. He has a boat this year, but no wheres to launch it.

Went on around to the Rough Canyon campground. Both boat ramps are open, but there weren't no boats. Well, there was one pontoon boat at the fish clean'n station. He had just come in with a load of bass....cutt'n their heads off and stuff like that. This campground is the only site I see any chance of wet'n a hook. And it don't look good neither.

Now I ain't say'n I made a terrible mistake by com'n to Del Rio in mid October, but it sure weren't the best decision I ever made. Since I ain't gonna be able to launch the "bubba boat" an' probly ain't gonna do no fish'n, I been rid'n the "billy bike" around the campground. I suppose I should go to town today. Do some shop'n an' stuff like that. 

Day two Texas bound...updated

Did ya ever wake up an' wonder where the hell you at? When I got up this morn'n, I look over to Wayne's house to see if'n he was out'a bed yet. Holy crap, his house was gone....moved out over night. Gone....poooof, just like that.

By the time I finally went to bed last night, there was a nice breeze a blow'n. Blowed all night long, shak'n "da house". Now I done told ya before, I don't like driv'n in wind. Gets me all tense an' stuff like that try'n to stay between the white lines. But today the winds will be behind me. That helps tension, stress, cuss'n and gas mileage.

"Sally da house" has been run'n perfect. I was skeered since I was hav'n trouble back in Deming and on the last leg of the Georgia trip. When ya get older, you'll understand what I'm talk'n bout. The biggest fear of a RV'er is fire. Second is that ditch over there on the right and the last is walk'n to town. Today I have no fear.

Will update as the day passes me by......laters.
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Ok, yeah boy howdy....we in Sanderson, Texas. Com'n through that canyon back there on State route 285, kept me slap on my toes all the way. There was cross winds blow'n in all directions....the old Billy Bob hold'n on tight to that steer'n wheel. Now we on highway 90 go'n east. Won't be long....Del Rio here we come.  Right bout 120 more miles.

Speak'n of Del Rio, Verizon don't work there. I got to go steal me some WIFI somewheres. So, if'n ya don't hear from me in a while, ya know why.