Last night at the 11th Street Cowboy Bar open grill and dance I discovered a sub-cultural I never would have thought of. RV (recreational vehicle) country dancing singles. For real. They all wore red tee shirts and half the crowd was in red. Who would have thought!
I had breakfast at the OST (Old Spanish Trail). Instead of bar stools they had saddles. I guess they really mean it when they say "pony up to the bar".
Today I saw every thing four legged. Long horn steers, deer, antelope, llamas, boars, sheep, donkeys, horses, buffalo. Still no armadillos.
I passed the Lone Star Mortorcycle Museum. It look closed.
I ended my day at the Lost Maples State Park. Come to find out the maples are not lost. These maples are called bigtooth maples and because of the climate in the gulley they are in, they turn color similar to New England. Or so the Texan's think.
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