Carlsbad Cavern National Park

Terri and I booked a guided tour of the King’s Palace and also did a self guided tour of the Big Room. In comparison to Mammoth Cave, there was much more to see and the cave better lit. You  were also allowed to use a flash, which helped get better images. There were many more “decorations” within the cave.; more draperies, stalagmite, stalagmite, columns and bacon. Bacon is a type of wavy drape that forms. The part of the cave we were in is far dryer than Mammoth, therefore little aquatic life. Ranger Chris lead  the tour and he was very informative. What Terri and I liked the best was the story of the 16 year old Rancher named Jim White. At the turn of the Century, young Jim was out in the pasture at night and saw, what he described as, a hole of boiling bats. Jim was witnessing a nightly bat flight. As any curious 16 year old would do, he investigated. Young Jim lowered himself into the hole  with a metal coffee pot filled with lamp oil.  He discovered Carlsbad Cavern. He would explore the cavern often and attempted to get others to join him, however no one in the small town believed his stories of these magnificent findings. One day, a geologist heard of the young boys story and felt, that if any part of it was true, this could be a spectacular find. To make a long story, short, the geologist joined Jim in exploring the cave. This did not occur until the early 1920’s. Imagine this young boy exploring the cave by only a small light from  a wick of a make-shift oil lamp. After the Geologist explored the cavern , people  now believed  the young boy. In the late 1920’s , a journalist from The New York Times decided to do a story. This brought national attention to the Carlsbad Cavern. In the early 1930’s the Cavern went from being a national Monument to a National Park. This was unprecedented, as the country was in the throws of The Great Depression.

This is a gift shop and cafeteria inside the cave!

As you can tell, I took a lot of photos- this was only about half……

 

Forgot Mr. Jack Rabbit

Caught this little fella in motion headed to Big Bend the first day. I have been behind posting due to difficulties w/ internet.  Even when using my hot spot, it takes forever for pictures to upload into Word press. Next National Park is Carlsbad Cavern, New Mexico…

The Second Day At Big Bend

On the second day at Big Bend we set out to see the elusive Rio Grande as pictured in Terri’s mind. We headed to Santa Elena Canyon via Ross Maxwell scenic drive. There were a number of places to stop along the way to learn about the history and culture of the area. The first stop was the remnants of an old ranch, known as the Sam Neil Ranch. Neil and his wife ran this ranch until the turn of the century. They had a few animals and grew pecans and figs.

There was a functioning wind mill that still pumps water from the well. The water is not potable water.

The ranch also had remnants of part of an adobe structure.

This ranch is also where I got the pic of the Texas cardinal. It was a nice stroll and one of Terri’s favorite stops along the way.

The next stop was the Homer Wilson Ranch. This was, for me, a totally different experience. We got out of the truck and stood at an overlook.

From this marker, this is what we could see:

So way out there in the distance is the ranch. There was a hike to the ranch. It had not reached triple digits yet so we decided to hike down to see the ranch up close and personal.

until I saw this:

and a bear resistant storage bin with a sign that said you must cache your food AND water! Terri and I had a debate as to why they would want you to hike w/o water. I got a weird feeling and the hair on the back of my neck stood up…I did not even wait to hear Keith Morrison’s voice and I asked Terri  if we could leave…She called me a sissy and we left.

They call this drive the Ross Maxwell Scenic Drive and it did not disappoint.  As we were approaching a mountain, Terri pointed out it looked like the face of an Ape. I couldn’t see what she was seeing and then it was very noticeable.

Volcanic eruptions millions of years ago and erosion have created this beautiful area. The white in theses mountains is volcanic ash.

In these pics you can see the colorful layers that tell the story over millions of years.

Here is the view from the other side of the window:

The drive was beautiful. and serene. And then then there it was; the ever elusive Rio Grande River, as seen in the old Westerns, was within reach. It was Christmas and we were Ralphie! The Rio Grande was our Red Ryder BB Gun. The anticipation was building with every step.

As you can see, Terri was running ahead. This was her moment. and  what a moment it was.

We are standing in the riverbed of the Rio Grande! Much receded, people were portaging their canoes to the mouth of the canyon.

Skipping a stone to Mexico click on link

Thank you God for getting us there safely. There was a trail that switched back up the canyon wall but it was now 103 degrees. we opted not to do the trail.

 

 

 

Day One of Big Bend Continued

After the Lost Mine trail, we did a very short hike to see what they call  “The Window.” It was absolutely stunning.

The Window Click to retrieve video   Later I will post a view from the other side of this window.

Next Terri was on a quest to see the Rio Grande River.  She pictured the Rio Grande from the old John Wayne movies- wide and raging. So we set out to get the best view.  First was the Rio Grande overlook. I didn’t even take a photo. We pulled over and hiked 1/4 mile to see the desert!  Next we followed a map to the end of the NP to a campground. At the edge of the campground was a steep hike

there she was in all her Glory:

Terri, with hands on hips, exclaims, “THAT’S IT! Oh you gotta be kidding- That’s it?”

We met a family coming  down from the trail. The man explained that it has been so dry this spring and start of summer, the river is very low. He suggested going to Santa Elena Canyon Trail. He promised it was a much better view.  We were hoping to get there later in the day. That was our plan until I suggested seeing the Balancing Rock first.

Earlier we had stopped at a store and I saw a pic of The Balancing Rock on a key ring. I asked the clerk where the Balancing Rock was and he showed me on the NP map. Instead of heading to Santa Elena Canyon, we went to Grapevine Hills Road. Seven miles of a rutted gravel road. (Where I got the pics of the Javelinas). It took 45 minutes to drive this rutted road. I had noticed something from the distance and I thought, “Oh there it is! we only have a little bit to go.” As we got closer, it was a bulldozer!  We had 5 miles miles to go. I suggest turning around. Terri shot me a look and said “Oh Noooo. Lori wants to see a rock!”  Finally we reach the end of the road an a trail sign saying the Balancing Rock is 1.9 mile hike away. Again I suggest going back. Terri shot me another look. Her silence sent a clear message, “We are seeing this damn rock.”

The hike was 1.9 miles in the desert with no shade. Now mind you, it was 103 degrees in the dessert. I began to regret suggesting the Balancing Rock. Terri was determined to get me to what has now become  “that damn rock”. Part way through, I could hear Keith Morrison’s voice once again-

” So the two women set out to see a rock, in the middle of the desert. They had not seen a soul in miles. Armed with two bottles of water, a commando saw, thermal blankets, and a compass they had no idea how to use- they were determined to see the damn rock……After all, it was such a pretty picture on the key chain….”

We hiked what felt like, more than 1.9 miles when we came upon this:

We would now have to climb over giant boulders ahead to get a view of that Damn Rock! All this way and these boulders that have been baking in the sun. At this point, we gave up and went back to the truck. Here’s a pic from the internet.  Enjoy!

 

We went back to the Maverick Ranch RV Park after that, Will see Santa Elena canyon tomorrow.

Day One of Big Bend Excursion

As I mentioned previously, Big Bend is quite a distance from the RV Park. We drove through a very little town called Terlingua on our way to the National Park. This was the only town for a 100 miles.. People in Terlingua drive 80 miles for groceries. Like I said, Big Bend is in the middle on nowhere!  We drove to the visitor Center in Panther Junction. We told the Ranger we were interested in doing a hike, but nothing too long or strenuous as the heat was already creeping into the high 80’s at 9 am.  The Ranger suggested:

He explained it was his favorite because it was, in his opinion, the most beautiful.  What he failed to elaborate on WAS:

My heart dropped and then I think I peed a little.  Terri has made me lug a back pack with an emergency blanket, a commando saw, binoculars, whistle and bear spray. Now I thank Terri and God for the bear spray, but  not quite sure yet what to do with the  commando saw. It’s in the triple digits with the lows in the high 70’s, so why the blanket? In my backpack, there is no spray to  repel a mountain lion and I am not going to try to saw the mountain lion in two.

Ever have a moment in life when you think you are going to be the subject of an investigative report on Dateline. This was that moment for me. The show will start with a shot of the mountains of Big Bend and as the camera pans out; Keith Morrison, in his creepy voice will say, “They were on a trip of a lifetime. For all intents and purposes, well prepared …or… were they?”

I truly was afraid, but felt better when I saw other people on the trail. When it was all said and done, hiking the Lost Mine Trail with Terri was my favorite part. The Ranger was right. It was beautiful. We did not do the whole trail, but made it to the section where you can look out over a cliff and see Mexico. 

Here are some additional pics:

 

 

Indigenous friends we spotted in Big Bend NP

Jack Rabbit in motion:

Coyote. Terri saw this guy crossing the road on our way to the parkJavelinas. Again Terri caught these crossing the road with little ones in tow. They ran quickly and I missed a great photo. At first I thought they were wild bores, but Terri was  quick to point out  they were NOT pigs.

Javelinas are mistaken for pigs all the time. Feral hogs are a real problem in Texas! They destroy habitat and compete with native species and livestock. Javelina are smaller, native species that feed mostly on prickly pear cactus.

Javelina and Hog

Copied from tpwd.texas.gov  The Web can be a wonderful thing!

Longhorn Steer. Terri again notices this awesome creature. She is so observant.  I wanted a good shot so I got out of the car. Terri grabbed my orange hat and started waving it at the steer, yelling “Hey come get her…” Do you see him running toward me? I think she was getting me back for the Mariachi Music vs Disco post!

Carmen Mountains White Tail Deer- rarely seen below 4,500 feet elevation: Terri and I did a spectacular hike of the Lost Mine Trail.  We came upon this beauty. We were only 7-10 feet away the entire time. I took a short video of the deer feeding on the leaves of this tree.

We would come across these little buddies quite often.  Even though I think he’s adorable, Terri hates anything that scurries or scampers. At my age, I do neither…

I saw many of these on our hikes, I think it is a Texas millipede:

This picture is not clear because I had to zoom in a great deal, but this is a Texas cardinal. It was on the remnants of an old windmill.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Big Bend National Park

Big Bend National Park was awesome. It is one of the largest National Parks and it is located in the middle of nowhere. 

The name of the NP comes from the big bend in the Rio Grande River. The river  separates United States and Mexico. Throw a stone across the Rio Grande and you’ll hit Mexico. In fact, at the Maverick Ranch Resort they have one of the most beautiful golf courses in the U.S. One of the holes is called the international. The green is across the Rio Grande. If you get the ball across the river and on to the green it is sloped to automatically give you a hole in one. Terri and I did not get an opportunity to golf, the temperature was too hot. The National Park is so vast. I took so many photos that I have decided to split these entries up in separate posts.

HE FOUND THEM!

Bob Texted me last evening. He searched our campsite and found my trinkets. He will be mailing them to my home. Do not want to loose them again! Thank you once again, Bob!