Wednesday was another hot day that felt like you were stepping into an oven when you opened the door to go outside. We kept the shades pulled all day because it keeps RH much cooler. We had both AC's cranking all day. I spent the morning researching our next campground in Austin, TX. It is about 80 miles from San Antonio heading in a north east direction. It is also the state capital of Texas, for those of you that didn't know. We are scheduled to leave San Antonio and arrive in Austin this Friday. The scary thing has been to watch the weather forecast the last few days. We have had some pretty bad storms that generate tornado's come through this area. For some reason when ever they show a tornado disaster they always show a RV or trailer. These things are magnets for tornado's. So, you can understand our concern about driving into tornado prone area's. 
Two nights ago bad storms just passed north of us and last night they passed just south. We dodged two bullets and lets hope our luck continues to be in our favor. I pulled the map above off the internet this morning. Can you see the red box? That is what came through here last night. Today they are calling for more of the same.
It was here where I started talking to a local fisherman about the area. The following conversation took place and I will try to recreate exactly what I heard from him.
Road Hazard: You like this area?
Local Spanish Fisherman: O jess. Berry nice.
Road Hazard: Is the fishing good and how is the water for swimming?
Local Spanish Fisherman: De fich'en es good, jew know. We get many fiches an cook'ed ten here en de park. But de water es two es-strong to go es-swimming. It take jew far down.
Hope you get the idea. On the ride back we couldn't help but try and imitate the words like he had spoken them. Now, don't get me wrong about laughing at the fisherman's accent. My father also speaks Spang-lish. A little Spanish and English in every pharse. I still get a kick out of it.
When we arrived back in camp we were dripping wet from the hot, humid day. We dropped the bikes off and headed right to the pool where the cool water was waiting for us.
Thursday we are planning on visiting the city to the west of the Alamo. There should be some interesting places and another fun bus ride to get there.
Two nights ago bad storms just passed north of us and last night they passed just south. We dodged two bullets and lets hope our luck continues to be in our favor. I pulled the map above off the internet this morning. Can you see the red box? That is what came through here last night. Today they are calling for more of the same.
It was here where I started talking to a local fisherman about the area. The following conversation took place and I will try to recreate exactly what I heard from him.
Road Hazard: You like this area?
Local Spanish Fisherman: O jess. Berry nice.
Road Hazard: Is the fishing good and how is the water for swimming?
Local Spanish Fisherman: De fich'en es good, jew know. We get many fiches an cook'ed ten here en de park. But de water es two es-strong to go es-swimming. It take jew far down.
Hope you get the idea. On the ride back we couldn't help but try and imitate the words like he had spoken them. Now, don't get me wrong about laughing at the fisherman's accent. My father also speaks Spang-lish. A little Spanish and English in every pharse. I still get a kick out of it.
When we arrived back in camp we were dripping wet from the hot, humid day. We dropped the bikes off and headed right to the pool where the cool water was waiting for us.
Thursday we are planning on visiting the city to the west of the Alamo. There should be some interesting places and another fun bus ride to get there.
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