Earlier this summer I was fortunate enough to be able to travel to Colorado and join my friends on their family vacation. On my last day with them, we drove to the top of Pikes Peak. It was a terrifying, white-knuckle ride for me! You might ask why, well, heights scare me to death. I’m so thankful I wasn’t driving! Every time my side of the truck wasn’t mountain side I was a nervous wreck.
Once we made it to the top the views were amazing! I never knew you could be above the clouds and not in an airplane. I did my best to stay away from the edge, but did mange to find the courage to venture around to take it all in. While I am terrified of heights, I do manage to still do things. I might not remember everything about those experiences, because of my fear, but that’s why I have pictures.
It’s amazing to be so high above the clouds. The beauty of our earth is amazing and never ending!
I recently spent some time at the Amarillo Botanical Gardens. I do really enjoy taking pictures of flowers. They are so bright and cheerful. Why is that your pictures always look so much better in your gallery when you are flipping through them?
The botanical gardens in Amarillo is small and doesn’t take much time to see, but is well done.
When I first set this site up, I had good intentions. But we see how often I actually post anything. I wonder, if I will actually start using this more? I guess at the very least, I could start just posting pictures of places and things that capture my interest. I don’t know if anybody actually has read any of my posts and if you had read them in the past, you probably gave up on me actually ever posting anything again. I will make a better effort to contribute to my blog 🙂
Several of our weekends in October were spent at the beach on South Padre Island. The first weekend of the month we went to celebrate Ross’ birthday. We enjoyed a lovely brunch at Pier 19, which included plenty of vegetables in our Bloody Mary’s balanced out by chocolate birthday cake.
Next on the agenda was paddle boarding. It was Ross’ first time out paddle boarding. I had been twice before. We both manged to stay upright on our paddle boards. The current in the gulf was very swift. Our goal was to paddle towards the bridge, but as soon as we stopped to take a short break we ended up going backwards. Eventually, Ross had had enough paddling and attempted to bust out a few handstands. Considering he doesn’t practice handstands on a regular basis, he didn’t do too bad. It was very entertaining.
We were fortunate enough to catch the sand castle competition on South Padre Island at Clayton’s. Sculptors from all over the world came to participate in the competition. Seeing these sand castles made me think twice about the sand castles I’d built in the past. All kidding aside, the detail put in the sand castles was amazing. A lot of hard work and talent went into those masterpieces. Unfortunately, they didn’t last as long as they normally do, as South Padre Island felt the effects of Hurricane Michael a few days later.
The next weekend, we headed back to South Padre Island to go camping on the beach. Who knew you could drive on the beach? We drove all the way to the end of the island for what seemed like 25 miles on the beach. Once you get to the end there is a jettie composed of gigantic pieces of granite (I think). Anybody need a new counter top? It was extremely windy the entire time we out on the jettie. It was cool to see the waves crash against the all sides of the jettie. Sometimes you forget how powerful and beautiful nature can be all at the same time.
Beware that on the way to the end of the island there is a section for no tan lines if you dare.
On the way back down the beach, we found the perfect camping spot. We made shish kabobs and jalapeno poppers with our friends and enjoyed a beautiful sunset overlooking the sand dunes. Once it was time for bed, we pitched our tents. The idea of camping on the beach was really romantic, but in reality camping on the beach wasn’t all that romantic. Yes, you could hear the waves all night, but that didn’t make up for the 25 mph winds, that didn’t let up as they whipped through our tent. There is nothing peaceful about winds that strong when you are trying to sleep. If there is another opportunity to camp on a beach, I’ll be sure to check the wind speeds first before camping in a tent. However, I can now say I have camped on a beach.
It’s good to do different things every now and then. Friday night we ventured out to the Monster Truck Show at the Ector County Coliseum. The arena where the show was held was close quarters for the monster trucks.
I was a little partial to Bigfoot since it’s from St. Louis, MO. It was fun to watch Bigfoot maneuver the tight arena.
Fun fact, Bigfoot jumped a 727 airplane in 1999. It wasn’t this particular Bigfoot truck pictured.
Each of the monster trucks in the show were very different.
Between the monster truck rounds were the stock truck races which were equally as entertaining as the main event.
The driver of Wild Thing was very animated after each run. Notice the actual Wild Thing on the hood of the truck. There was an added element to the truck as the animal would stand up as the truck went over the ramps.
Then there was the little red car that could with the smoke stack. This car was definitely one of a kind! It was barely hanging on as it zipped around the track, but it did manage to kick some butt. Best yet, if you are looking to buy a car for a new driver, this one could be the one!
The night was a lot of fun! It’s good to change things up and do something different.
Last weekend (9/23/18) was all about the food. We have recently landed in Harlingen, TX. We haven’t had the chance to do much exploring, but we have sampled some tasty cuisine. On Friday evening, we headed out to The Oyster Bar. It’s not a fancy place, but the food is tasty and that’s all matters.
Dinner was the stuffed shrimp plate and the 2 skewer fish dinner with beach drinks. Fried food isn’t normally part of the daily diet and thankfully it wasn’t greasy. Despite the meal being fried, it was very tasty.
Saturday morning we headed to McAllen, TX to run a few errands. While we were out, we stopped by Rex Cafe and Bakery for breakfast. It’s local diner that’s been around since the 1940s. The place was packed, but there were two open seats at the counter. Spanish was the language of communication. Our limited skill level was put to the test when we ordered our breakfast.
The chicken migas I ordered was the best authentic Mexican meal I’ve ever had. From my research, migas means tortillas. The tortillas were homemade that morning and so good.
Being so far south means plenty of authentic Mexican food and abundant amounts of fresh seafood. I’m a happy camper!
Tonight (9/6/18) I headed to The Basque Market for a Paella dinner. The Paella is made in a huge skillet outside. It’s a beautiful dish filled with great flavor and color. I dined at a community table and made friends with the people at my table.
On the first Thursday of the month art galleries and shops are open late. It was a pleasant evening to be out and about in downtown Boise.
On a side note, I went to the Basque Museum a few weeks ago in Boise. It’s an interesting museum that gives you a great overview of the Basque culture. The Basque Country is a community in northern Spain and southern France, near the Pyrenees.