Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Red Dirt, Pine Trees, and long flat A's

Howdy Folks,

Yep, you might have guessed our first stop is the piney woods of deep East Texas. We are about 15 miles north of a little town named Jasper, or Jaaaasper if you are from around these parts. Yes your memory is serving you correctly that this was the town that created a national stir when three white men did what I cannot even imagine or write down on this blog to a black man. That was not one of the town's best moments.

However, in the midst of all that there are some fine, friendly folks, that live here and just happen to be my relatives. I thought Ms Charlotte ought to meet my mother's side of the family, also known as the Mustian Clan. They ended up in these parts after getting off the boat from France in New Orleans over 150 years ago. They were indeed French gypsies that lived off the land and also rounded up wild horses and trained them to be ridden. So west Texas was a perfect place for them to settle down, near the town of Winters which is about three beers south of Abilene and four north of San Angelo. They eventually spread out from New Mexico to Jasper over the years.

I knew we had arrived in this part of Texas when we were running along a dirt road this morning and a fellow stepped off the porch of his double wide to inform us his beagle dog was prone to Yapping, which is East Texas speak for barking and when we offered to take the dog off his hands he replied "you'd be brangin' im real shortl.  He's a pistol. Nor sure exactly what that means down here, but I didn't ask.

When you leave the friendly confines of Interstate 30 just outside of Texarkana, Ark/Tex you begin to notice quickly the changing topography. The hills get a little flatter, the dirt is the color of Tang, and they sell Frio Beer at the Beer Bait and BarBQ store. And the speed limit is 75 MPH on state roads!

It will take us a few weeks of setting up and taking down the camper when we stop at parks to regain the rhythm we had developed last summer on the road. But it will come back to us as we meander our way across the lower part of Texas over the next few weeks.

It is my intention to describe our travels in a way that creates more inspiration than envy as you read.
Just keep asking yourself, "what is keeping me back from doing exactly what you really want to do?"
C'mon, get off the couch and get out there in the world and see what is waiting for you to discover about yourself.

Life is either a grand adventure or nothing at all. You get to choose.

Fair Winds,

Capt Coy, Ms Charlotte, and JoJo the pretty good dog.










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