The drive from
Winnie 2: Now I’ve never been to
We spent the night at Marathon Motel and RV Park, a delightful place. We had a light dinner at the Gage Hotel which is the most noteworthy establishment in town dating back to the 1920s A step into the hotel is an experience of days gone by when all a cowboy needed to feel alive was a breath of fresh air and the magnificent night sky filled with stars. The hotel has been restored and still has the original pine flooring and woodwork, along with heavy-duty ranch-style furniture in the lobby.
The other draw to this small town was Shirley’s Burnt Biscuit Bakery. Early Monday morning that was our stop before leaving town. As we enjoyed our baked goodies and coffee, the waitress took our picture. The sign on the wall says: “If it ain’t burnt, Momma didn’t make it”
We drove Highway 90 to
As we came over a pass west of Sanderson, we drove out of clear blue skies and into the humid, low-hanging, cloudy skies indicating we were now in the area of TX where weather is influenced by the
A stop at
The last morning all three of us took a guided hike to the Fate Bell Shelter, a large cave dwelling in
It was on to
Thanksgiving morning we woke to 44-degree temps with a stiff breeze that made it even colder. With dinner reservations made for , we headed to
The part of the city we were in was much cleaner than other border towns so we were all pleasantly surprised. Since we didn’t have dinner reservations until later in the afternoon, we stopped at Crosby’s in Acuña for early Happy Hour; had some nachos and margaritas to hold us over.
Soon it was time to recross the river and get ready for our dinner. We agreed we all had a lot to be thankful for—especially to be together and to be able to enjoy the countryside in our Winnebagos.