I went down to take a look.
|The first 13 miles were paved|
You have to want to be there but if you want it Terlingua is there.
|3 miles didn't seem too far until I started on the washboard|
I took the drive out to the Terlingua Ranch lodge, the tar road was fine but 100 feet down the washboard dirt road I knew that this RV was not a VW bus and this road was not the place for it! We turned around and headed back.
In that drive saw all shapes, sizes & type of shelters. Shade shelters, water tanks & Texas flags were prevalent.
The whole area was great, it reminded me of something, somewhere, some 'when' I'd seen before. Probably Sonoma county California back in the early 70's, not the physical country but the feeling I got from it.
We stopped at the Terlingua Trading Company & walked thru the graveyard, we stopped at Bobby's Blues and BBQ for some good eats. We walked out and looked at the stone house remains that were built by the miners at the turn of the 'last' century and we looked down the mine shaft. We enjoyed the warm but not hot weather. We watched a truck delivering a cabin almost not make it up a hill. We took pictures and did tourist things then we headed for Big Bend National Park.
Terlingua didn't jump out and grab me but it's been on my mind since our visit.
|End of the paved road, it was tough on the RV|
|A cabin being delivered|
|A home from the early 1900's|
|Down the mine shaft, Quicksilver is what they mined|
|Terlingua Trading Company|
|Bobby's Smoker = Good Eats!|