We're parked right on the Eagle River. In the Eagle Valley. Right
downstream from the town of Eagle. And guess what we saw flying up and down
the valley today? That's right! Magpies!
Magpies! And a few eagles too.
McKee gave us an eagle story as well. A bald eagle comes to roost in the
same tree every night in Louisville just a couple blocks from her house.
That's unusual.
Oh! And our victory. On the way out of Texas, we faced the San Antonio
Challenge and emerged victorious. Right in the middle of the day on our
drive home, we made the connection from northbound Interstate 37 to
westbound Interstate 10. That's it. You would think it would be simple.
One road goes north. The other road goes west. How hard could it be?
The process involves turns. You would think one turn would do it. A left
turn. But no. I don't recall how many turns there are, but there are a
lot. They are all freeway intersections. It's not like you have to get off
the freeway and drive through traffic lights. And there are signs. This
way to Interstate 10. This way to El Paso. Signs like that. You'd think
it would be easy. And it is easy. For a while. But then the turn and lane
changes get closer and closer together. You make the first exit, follow it
for a few miles then make the next turn, then the next, then the next. They
are not all right lane exits. They are not all single lane exits. After
the first five or six changes, they get so close together, you have to be
set up in the correct lane for the next exit while you're still in the one
before it, or you've already lost.
Fifteen years now, we've been driving back and forth to the Texas coast, and
most of those trips we drive through San Antonio. Never once, in all those
years, have we made the connection between these two interstates without
making at least one wrong turn and having to explore other parts of San
Antonio in our motorhome.
Of course, we didn't accomplish this victory without help. We had the GPS
navigator. But know what? The navigator didn't help at all. It missed the
first turn and was going to direct us another way. So without the help of
the GPS navigator, how did we find our way......?
Luck.
Could we do it again.....?
Not likely.
