Drive to Lost Maples state park. Winding roads reminds me why the guys like to ride here on motorcycles. Saw only three. It’s overcast and cool.
We are here long after fall color so the lost maples are truly lost. But an occasional oak manages to shine.
At the park store Elaine gets a walking stick. Good thing as we walk along gravel trail in the park.
We get to see the low water crossings closer.
I head back to the car. Elaine is tough and continues on with Dave and Clare.
Lots to see, ball moss nearly covers some trees. Its even on the power lines back in town. The cedars (juniper) are immune. Texas mountain laurel is so green.
Bird song and nothing else till people come round the corner. Its surprisingly busy with hikers today.
On to Leakey TX. Population 425. Not leak-y but lake-y.
Tho our waitress says its been leak-ey the last few days. Leaky in lake-y. 🙂
Lunch is chicken fried steaks for all three of us. Dinner. Not lunch. Good salad bar. Dave points out I won’t have room for pie. Yes. That’s the price I pay.
Elaine says: Did anyone see the vegetable plate on the menu?
Me: I heard ‘chicken fried steak’ and my mind went blank.
Outside there is a beeeg Tonka truck.