In the early 1960s, I celebrated New Year's Eve with my
parents at the Devil's Backbone Tavern between Wimberly and Blanco. My Mom and
Dad would spend the evening dancing the Texas Two Step, and I would play table
shuffleboard with the other "orphans" in the bar. My older brother
was in High School and would be on a date. My Dad would not waste money on a
babysitter for his 10-year-old boy. But I didn’t mind. It was a lot of fun. I
remember sitting and sipping a Dr. Pepper, watching my Mom and Dad work their
way around the dance floor, swaying to the music of Hank Williams and Bob
Wills. At the time, I didn't know what a two-step was. It was just country
dancing. It is part of the genetics of being a Texan.
In the last 21 months, I have discovered that this Texan has been swaying across the country with our own version of the Texas Two-Step. With one foot, we do what we want. With the other, we do what is possible. But this isn't a waltz across Texas. It may not be as graceful as my parents' gliding across the dance floor, but it does make for an enjoyable journey.
The Wanderer’s Two-Step means that when we land in a spot for a few days, we have a list of things we want to do. Then, the possibilities step in and shape our itinerary. Like the Texas Two-Step, we sometimes add a little sidestep shuffle to keep things interesting. But most of the time, we are gliding (or, for me, stumbling) through our time doing what we want and/or what we can. In time, we get into a nice rhythm and hit our stride with the music of the road. This week would include a little sidestep since we needed to take Koko in for his slide replacement, so we joined hands and started dancing!
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The Jim Hogg Birthplace Replica |
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A Syrup-making Vat |
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A Cane Press |
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Wisteria and Swallowtail |
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Wiseteria and an Angel |
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Dogwood |
We drove to Pilot Point on Sunday to stay at the Lone Star Lodge at Lake Ray Roberts State Park. We booked the room for five nights to cover the time Koko would be in the shop in Aubrey. The drive was beautiful as we crossed the gently rolling hills where the Pineywoods yield to the farmland of North Central Texas. We avoided Dallas and enjoyed a drive through an area where I did my Student Ministry while in Seminary (Melissa, Texas.) Unfortunately, Dallas has expanded north, and we encountered heavy traffic, poorly timed stop lights, and high winds. But, upon arrival, we found a welcoming, comfortable place to wait out Koko’s repairs.
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The owners and staff |
On Tuesday, after a drive through the State Park, I spent a long night worrying about the site we booked. It was beautiful and right on the lake with a gorgeous sunset view. Unfortunately, it was too short, and the pad was slanted more than Koko could handle. On Tuesday, I found a new place to stay. The Sharktooth RV Ranch was just down the road. I reserved a site online and canceled the State Park site with only a loss of the registration fee. "Want to" met "the possible" and they played well together. (It does not always work out this easily.) The staff at the RV Service Center called and said the slide was done, and we could pick up the rig on Wednesday!
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A New Rail for the slide |
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An Old Bank on the Square |
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The General Store |
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Lake Ray Roberts |
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The Easter Bunny |
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Springtime on the lake. |
On Thursday, we received word that Koko would be ready for pickup later that day. They spent two days tearing off the old roof that had developed a leak and replacing it with a maintenance-free, permanent roof. RV Roofs are usually made of a rubber seal stretched and glued down over plywood. All the vents, A/Cs, Antennae, etc., have to cut through this seal, which must then be re-sealed with a rubber material (dicor) that becomes brittle and contracts when exposed to UV light. This makes the roof the number one maintenance problem for RVs. Replacing a roof after 5 years is not uncommon. Once water gets into the RV's roof or walls, the wood breaks down and mold begins to grow. I had been thinking about replacing the roof. The people at Patriot’s RV Services had the skills and materials to offer a permanent solution. It also means that Marlene does not have to climb on the roof to inspect it. (Yep, she climbs the ladders!) This work increases our possibilities for the long term and should keep us on the road for as long as we desire. Here are a few pics of the work we had done. Koko is good to go for another 5+ years!
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The New Slide Rails |
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The seal under the slide. |
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A New Fan |
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Shower Skylight with spray |
On Friday, we settled into life in Koko. It really does feel like coming home. It was a chores day to do some work on Koko and restock our fridge. We enjoyed Halal BBQ at Yearby’s Barbecue and Waterice. Halal are the consumption requirements for followers of Islam. Among other things, it demands the humane treatment of animals. The slaughtering process needs to be painless. The brisket was good. It had a clean taste and texture. I don't know if this is due to Halal, but it is worth investigating. (BTW, Waterice is the Philadelphia name for granita.)
We walked around the RV Park and found a herd of Belted Galloway Cattle. This breed is from Scotland and has the heavy coat of highland cows. They are also called Oreo Cows. Farmers raise them for milk, beef, and pasture conservation. There was also a caravan of camels (Yep, that is the collective noun). They are part of the neighboring zoo. We walked a nice trail through the woods. It was a good evening saunter to begin our holiday weekend. Here are a few photos.
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The Welcoming Committee |
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This Cow liked the Camera |
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An Ewok Calf |
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Is that adorable or what? |
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Looks like an Oreo to me! |
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I told you she liked the camera! |
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Camel Ham! |
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Now that's a pretty face! |
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They are sharing a special moment. |
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A jealous camel! |
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Uh oh, here comes trouble! |
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Yep, I am pretty! |
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Time for my profile! |
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"Please, I'm eating if you don't mind!" |
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A camera, a camera! |
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A pond on the trail |
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We rely on serendipity to add the wow factor to our wandering. Those little surprises fill the road ahead with hope and expectation. But that serendipity depends on us taking the wandering two-step seriously. We must keep our “want to” in line with the possibilities of each day. Those serendipitous moments arrive on the wave of possibilities if we keep our eyes and minds open to things beyond our wants. We planned on staying at the lake. We wanted the sunset views afforded by that particular site. We could have forced our way into the site, blocked Koko, and left Nakai in remote parking. Instead, we looked at other possibilities and found Sharktooth RV Ranch. And that change allowed us to see Oreo Cows and a most curious caravan of camels. The Wanderer's Two-Step seldom fails to bring delight and joy as we dance through the USA.
I am glad you are riding along and sharing in our dance. I hope you find your own version of a dance that fills your life with joy.
Enjoy the road!
Bob