Here we are in Terlingua, TX. We have caught up with the hot weather, for it was 94 when we arrived. After checking in we got our coach set up and got the awnings out, along with the front window covers to keep the solar heat down. Then it was Miller time! Or in our case, Amstel Light time. You make due.
On the way here we took I-10 from El Paso to Van Horn and turned south to Alpine, Texas. Once we left Alpine we were in mountainous terrain and went miles and miles without seeing anyone. Thankfully there was very little traffic since some hills brought us down to about 35 MPH briefly. It was a little over five hours getting here, and it really seems like the middle of nowhere, but there are plenty of tourists. Not as many as you might think with this being spring break season and all, but it was a welcome sight to see some civilization. As we checked in a group of sun-bleached middle-aged motorcyclists came in. One look at those guys and I was very happy to have arrived in the motorhome.
Terlingua is a small town. That is it down the road in the above picture. We plan to visit tomorrow since they bill themselves as a ghost town. They are the gateway to Big Bend NP, so I am sure that while there may well be ghosts they are the type that hungers for tourist dollars.
Our RV park is owned by the same folks that have two adjacent motels. They appear “right sized” for the traffic, although there are plenty of RV spots open.
We should start our first trip into the park tomorrow. Between the park and downtown Terlingua we should be able to get a picture of Barbara so you can see that I am not on this trip alone. The adult supervision she provides has been invaluable.
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