Pedernales Falls

Borders and I were both non-motivated to do much of anything, while at the same time wishing we could do anything! So we drive out to Pedernales Falls SP, one of my all-time fave spots in the LStar state to hang out and watch some liquid nature refold itself into a pleasant swimming hole a few miles downstream. Drove on to the overlook and parked, and then against a wicked bit of southeast wind set off toward Highway 290, some 11 miles distant and over a swarmy succession of 8 to 10% stingers overlaid with dryland cedar and scrub oaks. Borders turns back a tad early leaving me to fend off the leather-clad motorists who are way lost and the ugly gusts on the last hill to 290. Turning around I made half the time and we were happy as two paddlers on a downstream shindig. Truly - these days a chicken leg is a rare dish!