And still longer

Though the windshield was ordered and shipped most promptly, it didn't get too far before being delayed by weather in Oregon. It was held up in Hermiston OR. for two days!

Gillian made good use of the unexpected spare time and gave the rig a good Spring Cleaning. The weather was actually very spring like, nice warm sunny days, cold nights, clouds and showers and repeat. Though to be fair, this week we had more sun than showers.

Art took advantage of the weather to go for a ride around the area. He thought he would check out the nearby town of Elmensdorf. But first a detour north to highway 181 to see what a couple of small stores there might have on hand. The Dollar General Store was a good one, everything from rubber boots, hand lotion and dairy products--including skim, 1%, 2% and whole milk. And beer. Don;t forget the beer. The grocery store next door did not live up to the name. Snack foods and of course, beer.

Back on the Old Corpus Christi Highway he proceeded south and eventually came to what must have been Elmensdorg. The GPS (which he had borrowed from the Jeep in case he got lost) said he was there. Some houses and possibly a couple of cafes though it was hard to tell if they were open. There was a nice park, occupied by one couple enjoying each others company.

Just out of "town" was a large well kept commercial operation of some type, then it soon became apparent: It was a huge or HUGE parking lot for rail cars. No wonder trains are so numerous past the RV Park. At all hours. 


He called Gillian and said he'd be home soon. He has hardly made a dent in the battery readout so decided to push it on the way home, setting the assist to level 4, about 80 or 90 percent. On the flat and level roads he cruising at just under 30 KmH and was home in 20 minutes.

We made a few trips into San Antonio, some for shopping, some just to look around. We had planned to go to a typical Texas Barbecue, but the recommended place closed early and the next night was closed all day!Fortunately ? the windshield disaster meant that we would be around another day or two or. . . so

Texas Pride Barbecue was way out in the hinterland, 15 or so miles away. We made it Tuesday with Mark and Dianne following in their truck. (Neither of us have a vehicle that will carry more than two people.) It was an interesting experience to say the least. No dishes, not even paper plates! The meat
was served on butcher's paper, the sides in small paper bowls. Good comfort food. The theme was an old gasoline station and I'm sure we were eating on the garage floor. (Well,from tables on the garage floor). No chairs, just benches. I'll post more photos later.Especially if Dianne sends me hers!



On the way home on the very dark road we were startled by the sight of a very large and fortunately grey horse dashing across the highway in front of us. Don't know how, but Gillian managed to miss it by no more than a foot or so. At 90 Km/H !  We carried on feeling fortunate and Art dialed 911 to alert the authorities of the danger.

Back in the rig Art poured Gillian a large vermouth and helped himself to a large scotch.

Then to the internet to check the whereabouts of the windshield. In transit Denver. Hmmm. That's a long way, but it was time stamped 3:30 AM.

About 2:00 AM Art woke up, felt unable to get back to sleep so he got up and checked the tracking number again. It had arrived!