This small West Texas town may be worth a second visit someday to investigate it’s art venues and to find out more about the Marfa Lights (google that).įlying over southern California where the fires were (are) still burning. That was a good excuse to get out of the truck and stretch. We entered the town of Marfa and Matt found on Trip Advisor that visitors could check out the dome of the city hall. We left the park and were on our way to El Paso where we would spend the night and Matt and I would take an early flight home the next morning. This isn’t distorted like the pano shots on the phone. Matt showed me how to do photos with my camera that you can later turn into panoramas. Hoodoos refers to these eroded formations. That slot in the shadow is the entrance to this incredible canyon. You wouldn’t want to walk here in the flash flood season. The map shows that it is a relatively short way to the river. If you’re a mountain goat you can try to go farther … or if you want to get wet. You can walk in about 7/10 of a mile before you can’t go farther. ![]() This is a canyon that leads to the Rio Grande.Ībsolutely stunning! The photos don’t do it justice. We looked at the map to see where we might hike in this park and found Closed Canyon. That green speck in the middle is the truck. This is the view back to the camping area. Logs and rocks in the river were enough to create the sound of rapids that we heard from camp. I was also glad when Matt showed up with the same idea (early morning photography) in mind. So I made plenty of noise, but I also decided to move to higher ground where there was no cover. After all the signs at the previous day’s stops I did start thinking about mountain lions as I walked along deer trails though those willows and brush to reach the river. We had heard rapids but couldn’t see the river from the campground. I got up when I saw the sunrise to explore near the river. We figured that we would find something in Big Bend Ranch State Park, west of and adjacent to the National Park along the Rio Grande, and get in another day of hiking before Matt and I left the next morning from El Paso. There were “campgrounds” outside of the park but those turned out to be RV parking lots. We left Big Bend NP (last post) about an hour before dusk without a real plan for where we’d stay that night. Once Kasen was out of the stroller than I was more involved in keeping him out of trouble than playing with my camera. I’m just going to enjoy the photos and maybe use Katie’s wildflower book next time I’m there. Unfortunately I didn’t ID any of these while I was there and I just spent some time on-line looking for them, but I gave up. That entertained Kasen, but I was more entertained by the diversity of flowers there and on the way back–so many more than I expected in September. We spent over a half hour parked on a bank overlooking the main road and watching cars and trucks go by. The day Kasen stayed home with me while everyone else went to work or school we walked up the road. It seems lame to go back to “old news” but I like some of these photos and, after all, this is my scrapbook blog, so I’m going to include them. ![]() Eventually I figured that out but the photos have been waiting for me to review and edit them. I thought I was missing some but things were too hectic back then for me to think straight. I didn’t realize until later that I hadn’t yet downloaded the photos from my camera. I took a trip to Texas in late September and wrote about that here.
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