The Art of Moseying:

Mosey: intr.v. Informal. , -seyed , -seying , -seys . To move in a leisurely, relaxed way;

Hi You-all from down Texas way. We are currently camped at a delightful Corps of Engineers park on Canyon Lake about 30 or 40 miles north of San Antonio Texas. This is the heartland of Texas and is what they call the Hill Country. If you can remember the “Texas White House,” from the LBJ days, that is where we are. In fact we stopped and took a tour of the LBJ Ranch in Stonewall Texas this morning. We had a lovely Southern gal, Cynthia, who drove the bus and gave us the tour. It was so laid back that I dozed off three times in mid sentence and still woke up in time to not miss anything.

We are studying this here art of moseying down here in Texas. I think this must be where they invented it. When you mosey, you don’t do no 300 or 400 mile days, no sir. Our average daily run since entering Texas has been 123 miles. And remember Texas is famous for its wide open spaces. We have been staying in State Parks, Corps of Engineer Parks and Municipal Parks every night. This is the off season, so we are getting our pick of sites. Many of these parks are about 10% filled.

Several days we have broken the day into two segments. One day we stopped at Midland Texas to see the Commemorative Air Force Museum, today we stopped at the LBJ Ranch. We try to avoid Interstate Highways as much as possible. The state and US highways are almost always much slower paced and we get away from most of the big 18 wheelers too. Now that I am over 65, I almost feel like it is required for me to drive with one blinker on, and we stop at several picnic areas each day.

My father’s and my Father-in-Law’s training in truck driving does help a lot driving this big RV. I am getting really good at taking four lanes to get around a corner. Every time we stop I get out and thump the tires. I can’t remember what that does, but I know real truckers always do that.

We have been bicycling and walking every day. The weather has been very nice with temperatures in the 70’s most days. That was until about two hours ago. Today we are beginning to experience some of that big storm you folks up there in the Pacific Northwest had last week. The forecast even mentions thunder storms for tonight, and snow and ice by the Christmas weekend.

While writing this I have been watching the antics of a herd of white tail deer just outside my window. The honcho is an eight point buck. There are probably a half dozen six point bucks in the herd but they give the honcho a wide berth. If they come near he chases them off. None of the fawns have spots, but you can tell them by their size, and they stick pretty close to mamma yet. They simply have no fear of the campers. People sit and walk around their rigs and they totally ignore them. I did get a real nice picture of the big buck moseying along after his favorite doe in front of the coach.

Well we will keep moseying along. Meanwhile Merry Christmas from Texas.

Love Gary and Judy

White Tail Deer, Potters Creek Camp
The Honcho and his Favorite Doe.