We had the good fortune to arrive in West Texas just when the Texas Cowboy Poetry Festival was getting going in Alpine.
Alpine is a pretty little town with a college campus that was buzzing with dozens of singing cowboys, yodelers and, of course, the best of cowboy poetry and wit.
We heard stories about branding cattle, loving cattle, driving cattle on the old Chisolm trail. We also got to hear some songs, like this ode to a fallen cowboy.
Downtown Alpine was folksy. Like this shop window.
Or this one, where perennial local favorite Kinky Friedman is still running for office.
We spent our first night in the area at an RV Park next to this Motel in Marathon.
Then we moved to the amazing Davis Mountains State Park where the grass valley spread out before us, offering soft sunset views followed by a sky full of stars.
See you on down the road!
Listen as Johnny Cash & Lynn Anderson tear it up.
Where we are today.