We didn’t make much distance before we found an interesting little town named Gonzales that we wanted to explore. Looks to be only one other RV in this whole campground…and they are out of holler’n range.
Well, we WOULD be exploring if Rick could get me out of my chair overlooking the river! This campsite has huge old trees with vines hanging off them. It lacks only small boys giving Tarzan yells and swinging on the vines, out over the river. The river itself is broad, lazy moving, khaki colored and peaceful. What is it about moving water that is so hypnotizing?
Hummm…..I think tomorrow is soon enough to bestir myself. Earlier, a fellow in a passing boat tipped his hat to me and I was forced to raise a hand to wave… enough already!