Remember the Alamo

Friday was a glorious day, high maybe around 80, sunny. We rode into San Antonio to check out the touristy things.

First stop was the Alamo, of course. What a piece of history. I never really knew a lot about it before - I wasn't exactly "into" history in school. I had assumed we (the U.S.) won the battle at the Alamo. We didn't! Mexico won. But then "Remember the Alamo" became the rallying battle cry, and we eventually won the Mexican War. Mexico conceded to the U.S. territory that eventually became Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, California, Nevada and Utah. WOW!

I thought the contrast between the buildings was fascinating - a major piece of American history, right in the middle of a "new" downtown area.

Then we headed to the Riverwalk. San Antonio is famous for their Riverwalk, and it has become a model for many other cities. It was great - we took a riverboat tour, saw cute shops and restaurants, saw some park area, and had a fun tour guide to boot! The Riverwalk is already quite long, and they plan to lengthen it even more, with more parkland.
Our last stop in town was at the Spanish Governor's Palace. It shows how the wealthy lived in the late 1700s. Not so nice, I have to say. Although for the time, I'm sure the place was considered huge, especially in the wild west. The furnishings are not original to the house; it had been stripped clean by prior owners, so everything in the mansion has been donated. I do not know if there would have been more or less decoration IRL (in real life). Some of the detailed wood pieces were amazing!
Saturday we had a nice long ride lined up through another part of Texas Hill Country. We were on some twisty turny roads, and we were on some that follow the ridge tops. However, it was quite chilly, and threatening rain, so I cut our ride short. I spent the afternoon relaxing and enjoying some time reading - that's what camping is about!
The picture below shows, if you can see it (click on the picture for a bigger view), a spot in the road where floodwaters cross. There is a marker (the white stick) on the right showing how high the flooding is. These flood crossings were all over. Good thing for us it's been dry, or we'd have been in trouble trying to ride the bike through rushing flooding water.

No, this pose isn't exactly common for Greg. He drives the lion's share. But this photo was taken during one of those times when I took my turn at driving. ... oops, who took the picture?!
Today, Sunday, we drove the big rig over to the western part of Texas, to Fort Davis. That's our home base for the next two nights. The day is beautiful, around 65 and sunny. However - there's a wind warning again. Winds 25-40mph, gusts up to 60. ACK!! I'm sitting in our MH (motorhome) right now (parked at our new home), and it feels like it's going to tip right over, and it's really noisy!

Near Alpine and Fort Davis, it became quite beautiful. The scenery was not really what Greg or I expected. What state do you think it reminds us of? Hint - it's one of my favorite states, if not top dog.

No guesses?? Utah. Love Utah!

Enjoy your day - Life's a trip!