First evening in the Hill Country and what do I get but an intense (and beautiful) thunderstorm.  The rain beat down hard for the better part of an hour, and then tapered off… ushered out by a nice, cool breeze that swept the clean air through my camper.  If that doesn’t put you to sleep, nothing will!

This morning I woke to rolling thunder getting closer.  In minutes I was up closing windows as the rain came pouring down again!

This is a drought?

OK, seriously, it’ll take a lot more than this to break the drought that’s laying over the Texas Hill Country, but from the sight of the blasted landscape as I drove down highway 83 yesterday, every drop is much appreciated.  Last night’s storms had to be good for everything from the “cedar” to the wildlife.  (And more is coming as I type this… pattering on the camper roof.)

So there ya go… I’m back down in Texas (obviously), and I’m looking for a new home with a few acres, lots of critters to hunt and to watch, and a break from the insanity that is the city life.  Besides property, I don’t think I’ll be hunting anything on this trip, although one never knows.  I did bring the bow and the Savage… just in case.

More to come!

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