Sunday, April 28, 2013

Return to Tilden TX

We're back in Tilden at the same post we had before taking our break on Mustang Island. Yes, it's somewhat remote, clearly off-the-grid, but a pleasant place to be. We'll be here for the next 8 months.

One last look at the Gulf of Mexico from Mustang Island beach. Won't be back here until Jan. 2014.

Fresh seaweed on the beach. Our gnome saying farewell to the beach.

Pat and our gnome.

 Our summer garden at Tilden. It's all containerized and/or raised bed and went from seeds to sprouts in only 3 days. The tomatoes are pre-starts.
 
Molly and Annie usually get along this well.

Wild turkeys are in abundance, as they were last year. This Tom is "hunting".

This guy visits us most nights. So far he's been very well-behaved.

Cardinals, Green Jays, Roadrunners, Doves, are the most prevelant birds at this site. I'm working at getting a photo of a Green Jay. Have you ever seen one?
 
 
It's mostly work for us at this time, and work pretty much means being here. There are no heavy, physical duties. Just logging trucks in and out. As you may recall, we can't ever leave the site together as one of us has to be at the gate at all times. If nothing else, this job has finally gotten Pat to drive our one-ton dually. Not that she likes doing it, but she can and does make a laundry/Wal-Mart run a couple times a month. I'm still trying, with no success, to get her to tow the 5th wheel. I'm not holding my breath until she does.

Monday, April 15, 2013

Time's up - So-long Mustang Island; Hello back-to-work

Can't believe we've been on Mustang Island for over 2-1/2 months, but that's the case. On Wednesday (4-17) we say farewell to Port Aransas and the Gulf of Mexico and head inland to Tilden, and back to work.
These photos reflect some of the more recent highlights of our stay in Port Aransas, Texas.

Annie and Molly sniffing a visitor to our yard at Pioneer Park.

Our visitor was a shy little thing.

Our daughter, Angel and her friend Pete Mogren came to the island to visit for a week. Here they are all fitted out for an outing on the National Seashore of North Padre Island, just south of Mustang Island.

Angel and Pete at the Texas State Aquarium

One of the woodcarvings I did while at Pioneer Park. I call this "possum in the headlights".

Another woodcarving completed while at Pioneer Park. Woodcarving (for Dave) and jewelry/yarn/quilting crafts (for Pat) comprise the main reason for us to stay in this park.

There is a pond/wetland right in the middle of Pioneer Park. Lots of birds visit here daily, and some live here all the time.

Just a few days before leaving Mustang Island we had a cleaning team stop by to wash and wax our RV. Some days there is a salty fog from the Gulf that makes its way over the dunes and engulfs the park. A wash and wax takes care of that stuff.

Some of the woodcarvers at work (play?) in the rec hall at Pioneer Park.

Some weeks earlier we made a couple of trips to Progreso, Mexico for shopping.

At the Grand Opry in Refugio, Texas. It's country music, for sure, but this is where the idea for the 'possum in the headlights came from. Refugio is pronounced Refurrio. Go figure, and good luck learning the language. Near as we can figure there are NO rules.
 
 
That's all for now. We're in packing mode and will be on the road, once again, on Wednesday.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

More Island Fun

In our travels, I have from time to time mentioned that there are Belt Sander Races in Port Aransas (Mustang Island) TX. Sometimes I think my comment is not believed. Well, here is picture proof of it.
 
 
The race circuit is in the back yard of The Gaff, a bar and pizza joint on Beach Street in Port Aransas. The track is 75' long and has two lanes for side by side racing of competitor's belt sanders. See, you can't make stuff like this up out of thin air. I'm guessing there were 200 to 300 spectators.

When the race official activates the light bar, it goes from red to yellow, to green. On green, the belt sanders are sent on their way to the finish line.

This is great redneck-type fun and some participants really get into it.

The guy in blue is the driver for Team Viagra 2. Their motto is "Go Hard, Or Go Home". Note that these belt sanders are not exactly like your father's belt sander.

And with all the spring winds we've had on Mustang Island the kite fliers have been out in big numbers. Like the belt sanders, these kites are not your cheapie throw-aways. It's said the difference between boys and men is the price of the mens' toys. So true.

The big crush of spring break visitors is now over. This is a view of the beach at Pioneer Park, where we are staying, on Saturday at the end of the first week of spring break. Traffic was moving slowly, to say the least.
 
We'll be leaving Mustang Island on/about April 7.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Still Enjoying Mustang Island

Our two months on Mustang Island is now down to about two weeks. It's been a great time, in spite of February being less than stellar weather. Lots of wind, some rain, and some cloudy days, but still t-shirt and shorts weather for the most part and far better than spending winter just about anyplace else in the country. One of the wonderful things about the island is that there is always something going on. I'll post a number of photos from some of the events we have attended while here.

Mardi Gras parade in Port Aransas. A good excuse for people to act crazy (and drink too much).

That's not your ordinary kind of hood ornament. It's one of the souped-up  Belt Sander  Racers. This event takes place every two weeks in one of the local drinking/eating establishments. You have to see it to believe it. Stuff like this you can't just make up.

Would you, or would you let your daughter, ride in a parade like this?

More of the same.

I don't know what it is with the bead necklaces, but it seems to be an important part of Mardi Gras.

Pat adding to her collection of beads.

And this is not all of them. Pat says our Grandgirls will ultimately get all the beads.

Son Steve came for a week. One of our day trips was to the USS Lexington in Corpus Christi.

Pat making her way through one of the passageways on the Lexington.

Steve playing tourist.

A nutria, swimming below the boardwalk at the Birding/Wildlife Refuge.

Part of the Oysterfest Parade in Fulton TX.

After the parade, we went to Charlotte Plummer's for lunch.

Pat's arm stamp at Oysterfest.

One of the vendors at Oysterfest. This is Jimmie N. Luckey, who specializes in fishing jewelry. He has an Ebay store, if you are interested. Jimmies Fishing Jewelry.

We are suckers for the funnel cake. Oil oozes out of our pores for days afterwards.

Molly, Pat, and Annie on the beach at Port Aransas.

Our house sign had faded and peeled so I repainted it and added extra signs for Molly and Annie.

Our last big event is Spring Break. It's still on-going, so I'll do another post about that later.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Mustang Island, for TWO months!

We're taking a break from gate-guarding and spending it in Port Aransas, Texas - on Mustang Island. We've spent two entire winters here previously, and like the area and, usually, the weather. Even at its worst, the weather here is far better than just about any you'll find "up north".

Mustang Island is one of the barrier islands along the Texas Gulf Coast, about half-way down the Texas side of the gulf. It's long been a fishing haven and winter warm spot for snowbirds.

This area is about 4 miles south of Port Aransas, looking south.

Each winter we see these large man-o-war type jelly fish.

Not all fishing is done from boats. A lot of people have good luck just casting from shore.

No, that's not his bait. It's a thow-back bait stealer.

Pat having an encounter with a Brown Pelican.

Brown Pelican on the jetty. They will watch you!

Casting a net for bait fish.

White Ibis on jetty.

White Ibis, catching a wave.

At Market Day in Goliad, Texas. Open air market the second Saturday of each month, year around.

Looking the goods over in Goliad.

 
Our travel companions in Goliad: Al & Donna Rich, Tom & Ann Bowers, and us, Pat & Dave. The Rich's are from Colorado; the Bowers from Iowa. We were companions the two previous winters we spent in Port Aransas and have resumed our relationship after being in California the past two winters.
 
Watch this space for future postings from Mustang Island.