Old Peeple drives

I realize this post is going to classify Rick and me quite quickly as old peeple. Here it is: We like to go for drives and see the countryside. But lest you assign this as old peeple ways, we have always enjoyed doing this. Illinois, Indiana, didn't get to do it much because we were always busy doing kid stuff on Sat mornings, afternoons, and evenings, the times that we now go for drives (along with various Sunday times).

In North Carolina we saw our first tobacco plants (they are huge) and cotton. In PA, we saw stuff, historical, scenery, parks, rivers, etc. Here in Texas we see - Historical Marker signs. First we see the sign saying a historical marker is one mile ahead. Then we see the Historical Marker. So we started stopping and reading the markers. They tell us stuff like on this river/creek, the first settlers used a natural limestone bridge just below the water, then they built a concrete bridge, then a real bridge over a period of 100 years or so. Oh. Then we drive across the old bridge (no sides). On a 5-10 mile section we came across 4 Historical Markers. Texas has to do everything bigger than anyone else, that includes having more Historical Markers than any other state.

Rick has been searching for a body of water in which to launch the sail boat, a place that is not too crowded, doesn't necessary flow downstream (like Lake Travis on the Colorado River, at least I don't want a river that flows down, for how will we get a sail boat back up?), and that doesn't cost mucho dinero (little Spanish lingo). Enter Lake Granger. We came across this lake on one of our drives. It is on the San Gabriel River, but really does seem more lake-like and not river-like. The attendant at the guard shack told us Texas only has one natural lake; all the rest are man made, mostly by the Army Corps (corpse if you are Obama) of Engineers for water shed and flood prevention. Lake Granger will cost $30 for a year pass and wasn't crowded at all, but then it had been raining all morning. So maybe the little sailboat will see more water than the swimming pool here in Texas.

We saw quite a few buzzard hawks sitting and flying around. Looking for carrion, I suppose.