Summer's Here and the Flying Scotsman is Loose!

 

On the 13th of April we unhooked the roving machine from its mooring in Carrollton and headed south; eventually to arrive in Canada on the 1st of May. Below is the Bandit as we are moving at 70MPH through Dallas. Once the bus starts to move he moves into his safe house between the captains chairs up front and will sleep until the banging, roaring, bumping machine comes to a halt for the mid-morning potty break ... cool cat!

 

After a Camping World stop in Burleson and 190 miles later we landed in Bryan again and hooked up with our Aggieland owner/friend Chuck. In Bryan we enjoyed a couple of days with Bruce's mom and Rich and Kerry. It was great to see Mom and enjoy as much time with her as possible as we will be gone to the norhland until October.

On the 17th we left Bryan and headed southwest for 145 miles on highway 21 toward New Braunfels where we had lived for almost 8 years until retiring from the Air Force in 2007. We have stayed at the Hill Country resort many times so we chose it again. The feeling for the place is that they have really gone into the park model cabins and are discouraging the RV business. The sites are old and not maintained at all; sad in this time of many folks looking for a first class RV park in this heavily tourist area.

While in the area we decided to go out to the Canyon Lake and Sattler area to see our old friends Pat and Harvey Hueter at their gorgeous piece of property on the Guadalupe. We enjoyed a drink on the back porch overlooking a quarter mile of Guadalupe river frontage and also shared our drinks with a couple of deer which had come up to the house to feed.

Bruce and Harvey had been helicopter pilots at the same time in Vietnam and Pat and Jo-Anne are old buddies dating back to high school days in Canada in the military. Super memories and a lot of great talk!

The next morning we had to partake in what was a weekend ritual when we lived in the area; eggs Benedicts at Able's Diner in Schertz. For many years the diner was in a small store front of white cinder block but about two years ago they moved to new digs just down I-35.

We are always fearful of change to the old stuff we remember but were rewarded with the same ambiance and super bennies that have continued to make the place famous ... I mean, look at these things!

Tonight we'll go out with more old friends and then off down the road tomorrow for places known and unknown.