Well, I did it again. Another screen shot of the iPhone – this time trying to make a call. Now I know how I did it. With the iPhone unlocked and ready to use (for example, trying to make a call), I press both buttons, there’s the sound of the camera shutter clicking, and Voila! I have taken a screenshot…
Don’t even ask why I was pushing both buttons while driving! (OK – I was trying to use voice commands, but don’t remember how to get them to work.) If only I had Siri to help me…
When we left Abilene this morning, it was overcast and cold. Heading west on I-20, I saw a sign for Noodle Dome Road, but it would turn out not to be the most unusual sign I saw today. More to come on that…
As we drove through the rangelands, seeing scrubby piñon, sagebrush, prickly pear cactus, and flat mesas off to our left, I was struck by the lack of herds of cattle. Maybe the drought that Texas had experienced put a crimp in the ranching game. Or maybe this particular area wasn’t really big cattle country.
Here’s what I think will be the future of ranching out here in West Texas:
I noted the mileage on the odometer when we started seeing these turbines – because I could see that they went on for many miles. I was shocked to rack up thirty-four miles from one end to the other! Roscoe to Snyder, Texas.
They got me thinking about black gold – Texas tea – OIL, that is. We’ve been seeing those little oil derricks pumping the black stuff out of the ground. What I was thinking was how these turbines were changing not just the face of West Texas, but also the output of energy from the range out there.
As we continued beyond the wind ranch, we started seeing fields of oil derricks working away, pumping, bobbing up and down like some sort of alien creatures.
Do you remember the little glass bird that you could set up to “drink” from a glass of water? The derricks, as they bob up and down, remind me of that little bird.
We stopped at a “picnic area“ for a pee and lunch break.…
I can’t get photos of every funny sign, but I do try to remember them so I can list them here. How about STINK CREEK ROAD?? Another place I wouldn’t want to call home.
One of the things I liked on our trip last year was seeing mile long freight trains. This train was passing close to the road we were traveling, and I wanted to snap a picture of some of my favorite containers.
I’m still wishing I could build a container house, and if I did I’d love to use a couple of CHINA SHIPPING containers – love the color, and the Chinese characters on the left end. I also like ITALIA and EVERGREEN containers. How cool would that be?!
And finally, I saw a sign for Belly Acres, then a sign saying “Paint and Quarter Horses, Performing Halter Horses.” That reminded me of being in Costa Rica a few years ago, where they have dancing horses known as Paso Fino horses. Here’s a link to a Youtube video of one dancing.
Rufus and I were walking on a country road near our lodge when we came upon a man on horseback – and the horse was dancing and prancing along the side of the road! It was absolutely stunning.
And once we got to Lubbock and checked in, I took Mr. Max for a walk around the neighborhood. He was really bouncy and prancy – a lot more perky than yesterday. At one point, I accidentally kicked an acorn and he pounced on it! Then, a little further on, he began the same crazy antics that got him free of his collar and hit by the truck back in St. Augustine.
While it was nice to see him frisking around, it brought those horrific moments back in a big way and I made him settle down and walk with me. I knew he couldn’t slip his collar, and I knew that we were on a very quiet side street, but those awful memories just took over.
He was OK with settling down, and we headed back to our hotel room where he’s peacefully napping.
Tomorrow, we head across into New Mexico and a return to Roswell. Not that we are aliens and need to re-visit there… We couldn’t book a room in Hobbs, NM because there are no rooms available. I tried Googling to see what’s going on, but it seems that there is NOTHING going on in Hobbs right now! Go figure.
So a little re-routing and there you have it – back to Roswell…