Oh, hello there. On our way to Possum Kingdom Lake (post coming up – it’s just as awesome of a place as the name makes it sound), we came across a gaggle of goats. A herd of goats? I recently heard that a group of flamingos is known as a flamboyance of flamingos. Aaannndddd I just googled it – apparently, we came across a tribe or a trip of goats (also learned that several rattlesnakes congregating together is known as a rhumba of rattlesnakes, which totally makes sense).
These goats were ridiculously funny looking, as goats tend to be.
It’s even more exciting to post these pictures now, so long after, because we have the gift of goats yelling like humans to view at the same time.
One goat was busy being pregnant and making goatbabies.
Cory put himself much too close the goats. I preferred to use the lovely zoom feature on my camera lens.
This goat had a beard:
And this baby goat was eating a leaf.
End goats.
The best parts of our road trip were the hours (and hours and hours and hours) we spent just driving. On back roads, through small towns, through deserts, cornfields, and cattle grazing pastures. That’s where we saw the United States. That’s where we felt the difference of growing up in southern California in large cities. This country is massive, and you just don’t feel that when you take a two or three hour plane ride to get somewhere. When you drive for seven hours, and still are in Texas… that’s when you actually feel the distance!
I loved just watching the sights around us as we drove through these places. One of my favorites was a little town called Turkey, Texas (fun story – I found out later that PETA petitioned the town to rename themselves Tofurkey). Here’s a few images from our drive near Turkey, Midway, and Quitaque.
We saw a real live, legitimate cowboy wrangling some steer. Hello, Texas.
This drive-in movie theater kicked off several months of Cory longing for a a drive-in experience. We finally satisfied this quest in Ohio!
I miss being out on the road every single day. The trip was tough, at times, but looking at pictures like these remind me of the pure joy of just driving through the country, watching the cows and diners and small towns flash by, stopping now and then for a photo.
We had a great hike while in Caprock Canyons State Park, but took only 4 pictures! That’s how you know it was tough. As we rumbled up the RV and hit the road, we came across a bit of a roadblock.
I came across an imposter:
But what if the bison approach you? (Don’t mind our completely dirty windshield)
And a rare shot of both of us!
I miss Texas.
xo,
Lindsay
Sure, it’s almost the end of the week. But sometimes the most important items get checked off your to-do list in the last few days of the week. I came across this quote, and find it an inspiring daily mantra. Intentions only go so far; it is the actions that define us.
via Note to Self
