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Thursday, February 11, 2016

A River Tour and an Epic Gathering

At Llano Grande RV Resort, Mercedes, Texas...

Our time is growing short here in the Rio Grande Valley. The weather has been beautiful, and we've had the company of good friends much of the time. I'm a bit nervous about leaving this land of warm weather, blue skies and palm trees. If we had not already made plans to attend a rally in Marble Falls, we might just hang around for a while longer.

We opted for a boat tour of the Rio Grande River near the Bentsen Palms RV park out side Mission, Texas. Our friends Bob and Janet were co-captains on the boat as part of their workamping gig, and we really enjoyed the tour. The Rio Grande was not at all what we expected. It was quite wide above the dam, with lots of border patrol boats plying the calm water. We even saw a mama alligator with her brood of 13.

Steve, Jackie, Sandy and I had a fine time.
Bob drives the boat while Janet tells him how to drive the boat.
The Anzalduas Dam Across the Rio Grande
We saw several boats patrolling the river for illegals. (The boats belonging to the Texas HP were much larger than the U. S. Border Patrol boats, as they should be. This is Texas after all.)
After the boat tour, we all gathered outside Ed and Marilyn's coach to shoot the breeze. It was a fun time with everyone finally getting acquainted with these fine friends.

From left: Cathy, Marilyn, Janet (barely visible), Marian, Ginger, Janet, Bob (behind Janet), Mike and Ed.
From right: Sandy, Jackie, Bobbie Jo, Steve, John, Eddie (looking down), Steve, Jesse, Ed
The camaraderie among RVers has always been fascinating to me. Perhaps among no other group of people can you find so many gregarious souls, many of whom become good friends as they cross each others' paths. We certainly are thankful for this part of fulltiming!

Thank you, Lord, for this wonderful life; please forgive me if I don't appreciate it enough each day.


  1. My dear Mr. Mills, the proper term is "pilot." The Captain pilots the boat or the ship. You don't drive an airplane, do you? Well, Bob doesn't drive the boat either - Janet tells him how to pilot it.

    1. Oh no! I did write "drive," didn't I? Having someone like you going back and doing a postmortem on my old posts is giving me the heebie jeebies. I think I'm going to ask my doctor for some Xanex.


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