Tex Miller Burgers

David, Mark and I headed out to Cameron, Texas last Saturday for burgers at Tex Miller, and then some pie at the Downtown Cafe in Thorndale.

Route to Cameron

It was about 160 miles round trip. The ride out we did a series of Farm to Market roads – nice high-speed two lane roads – so we made pretty good time.

Old Store in San Gabriel

We stopped for a break in San Gabriel, just across the San Gabriel river. This was a pretty good sized community at one time – there is an old school. There were some Spanish missions in this area in the 1700’s – and the community had two schools early in the 20th century – but all there is now is this closed store and the abandoned school building.

Tex Miller

Just a block from the courthouse, no sign, no number, – you better know where you’re going – this is Tex Miller’s.

Is it open?

Tex Miller’s opened in 1932. Tex retired from the business in 1989, and he died in the early nineties. It’s never closed, though, despite appearances.

The Dining Room

Tex Miller’s is a shotgun building – you sit along the bench on the right – note the rolls of paper towels every few seats.

The Kitchen

The kitchen is across from the bench – so when you walk in – man – the smell of grilled cow is luscious and thick.  Everything is right there – you don’t have to wonder how your burger’s being made. Check out the pile of crispy bacon on the corner of the grill.

The New Grill

The gal running the place told us that the guy who had built this grill had bee in the week before – and talked about putting it it. It’s the “new” grill – it was installed in 1956. I like the spatula – which is a cut down broad trowel.

Hundred Mile Burger

This is a hundred mile burger. It’s smashed on the grill, the bun gets the top and bottom grease, everything is right there in front of you. Fresh beef, well seasoned. The only thing I would do different is get a double – with bacon.

Downtown Cafe, Thorndale, Texas

But we weren’t quite done. We shot down Hwy190, and HWY79 to Thorndale to the Downtown Cafe.

Coconut Pie

Because you’re not done until you’ve had pie. This was David’s Coconut Pie – I had Buttermilk Chess – excellent pie. Excellent burger. Excellent day.

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National Rally Day

Well – I’ve been organizing a rally for (mostly) Ural riders for the last couple of years – and this past Saturday was the 2012 Rally – National Rally Day 2012. Dave and David and I rode out to Kendalia for burgers and then Hit the Blanco Bowling Club for  pie on the way  back.

National Rally Day Route to Kendalia

We rode out Creek Road, then made a loop up through Johnson City, and back through Hye, and down Crabapple Road to Kendalia. A front had blown through, and it was cooled off from the 104 we had here on Friday – which was a relief.

Bonny ready for the rally

My Ural is in the back getting the timing gears replaced (along with a top -end – and whatever else I find that needs to be fixed – so I’ve got a new ride. A 2006 Bonny with a Texas sidecar. Really different from the Ural – I’ve only had it 2 weeks.  It is a pretty machine.

Stop for Pics

Dave was on his 07 Patrol, and David was on his Ducati – so we were a real Euro-mixed bag.

Blue skies and white lines

After the front it was blue skies – about 70 when he took off – haven’t seen many days like this for riding this summer.

Hard to beat cool temps and a good view

We made a loop up through Sandy and then cut down towards Hye.

Pedernales Crossing

There was even some water in the Pedernales – which was nice to see.

We rolled into Kendalia right before the lunch rush –

Open for business

And they were open and the grill was hot.

Choices, choices

David tries to decide if he wants a drink or a new radiator hose.

Kendalia Burger

But the only real choice is the Kendalia Burger – tasted mighty good after a hundred miles of Hill Country roads.

Pie bound

The only thing to do after a Kendalia Burger is go find some pie – so we rode up Old Blanco Road.

Blanco Bowling Club

To the Blanco Bowling Club – you can’t pass Pie in a Bowling Alley – especially an old 9-Pin alley like this one.

Coconut Pie

And the pie rolls a 300 here  –

Good day

It was a 267km run – excellent weather, excellent friends, and excellent pie. Can’t ask for more than that.

If you’d like to see the scores from the Rally – check them out on the Rally Scorecard

Go Ride!

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Deadman’s Creek

I headed down to the Devil’s River this past weekend to visit my buddy Steve Black at his archaeological field school at Deadman’s Creek.

It’s about 280 miles  out there –

Route to Comstock, Texas

I left right as the sun was coming up in order to beat the heat.

Sunflowers near Stonewall, Texas

Caught these sunflowers along 290 as they were waking up and facing East.

Breakfast der meister

Just so I could stop at the Old German Bakery for German pancakes, house-made sausage, and an egg. Damn good eating.

No kidding warning sign

After breakfast I planned to run up Loudon Road and make a little loop into Harper before continuing Southwest towards the Rio Grande. But, as I stopped to check my map I noticed the alternator light was on. A check with the meter – sure enough – not charging. So I disconnected the headlight, and calculated I had enough juice in the battery to make it back to Austin.

16 kilometers short

Turns out I had 104km of juice, and 120 km of road, so we took a ride on AAA’s dime for the last 16kms and I picked up my jeep and headed out again.

Pulling into the ranch

I pulled into the ranch just as the sun was setting.

Experimental Earth Oven

The sites they’re working on out here are known as Burned Rock Middens (BRM). Basically they are the remnants of ovens that the Indians created in the soil to cook plants like sotol and lechuguilla. Over dozens, even hundreds or thousands of uses, the areas accumulate large piles of burned rocks which are visible on the landscape today. The students have built this earth oven and are using it to cook sotol so they can collect data on the process and record what’s left after use.

Lechuguia

This is lechugilla – for both this and sotol you collect the crown at the top of the roots where the leaves come out. They contain complex carbs which get converted to simple sugars once cooked. After it’s cooked the crowns are very soft and sticky – Indians would sometimes dry it out like fruit leather. It’s really pretty tasty.

The Deadman’s Creek Area

This part of Texas is right at the margin of the Chihuahan Desert – gorgeous, quiet and friggin hot.

Rancid Cactus

This is the Rancid Cactus site. There is a Burned Rock Midden (BRM) where the two trenches are – and the center of it is right about where they cross. The students are excavating the trenches and also collecting data on the burned rock in several columns.

The screen

They made me screen since I wasn’t much good for anything else. At least the soil screened easily.

TDS overlooks the site

This instrument is a Total Data Station – they’re used to collect accurate position (X, Y and Z) on artifacts, unit corners, etc. Twenty years ago Steve and and I (and a lot of others) excavated a site without screening any matrix, and used a TDS to shoot in the location of everything found in the excavation area – people thought we were nuts.

The road from Rancid Cactus

As far as roads go, this is a true winner. Really made me wish my scooter wasn’t sitting in Austin with no alternator.

The Devil’s River

Just East of where we were staying is the Canyon of the Devil’s River. The crew goes down here every afternoon to cool off in the gin clear water.

Road to the river

Now this road, down the canyon to the river, made me glad I didn’t have my scooter there. I would have had to ride it – and it would have scared me spitless. These are all private ranch roads – not public roads.

Little Sotol

Here’s another site that the field school worked on this year. A shallow rock shelter – they excavated the section you see dug out in front.

From the bottom of the Canyon

Even the view from the bottom of the canyons is amazing.

Tractor

Here’s another burned rock midden site they were working this season – named – of course – Tractor.

Burned Rocks

You can see in this trench that it’s solid burned rock down more than a meter – and this is just a medium sized midden site. Kind of gives you an idea how intensely these sites were used – and how important they must have people to the people that used them.

Dead Juniper

To give you an idea how dry it is down here – these Mountain Junipers died during the drought of 1950-1957.

Headed up the slope

We climbed up the back of this canyon to visit this rockshelter site. The area that was occupied is back near the notch at the very back of the canyon.

Along the canyon

Notice the flat area back were the trees are – that’s the occupation area.

Units in the Rockshelter

And what’s in this rockshelter? A burned rock midden. The crew was just getting ready backfill these units so we got there at the right time.

Floating Arm

And something you don’t find everyday with a burned rock midden – rock art. The hairy looking thing in the left center is called a Floating Arm – the heavy red vertical stick in the center is an atlatl, and you can see the fletching on a spear that is being thrown through an anthropomorphic figure on the right. Pretty neat stuff.

Pecos River Style

This Bison head is probably the oldest rock art at this site – up to 6,000 years old. There are 3 different styles of rock art present spanning 6,000 to about 1,000 years old.

Rain of spears

This panel of spears is really neat. You can see the fletching and the nocks on the end.  One really interesting thing that is going to be done here is they will be radiocarbon dating the panels and getting radiocarbon dates from the burned rock midden. There are no dates in the Lower Pecos for both rock art and other activities from the same shelter.

View from the Shelter

Here’s the view from this shelter. Easy to see why someone would plant themselves here.

Red and Yellow Kill a Fellow

But you gotta watch exactly where you put your butt, while we were talking this coral snake crawled across the back dirt pile.

The road home

Headed back out of the canyon.

Last morning

Excellent trip. Now I have to go fix my alternator.

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2012 Coleman Toast Campout

This past weekend was the 2012 Ivan Coleman Davenport Annual Toast and Hoohah at Krause Springs in Spicewood, Texas.

Weather was as perfect as you could ask for.

Riding in to Spicewood

I rolled in with the leading elements on Thursday to secure our favorite spot.

First rule, your tent should be in the shade in the morning

On Friday Mark rode monkey and we took a ride out through Cypress Mill, Click, and Castell to Mason for gorditas at Santo Taqueria.

The route to Mason

This was a nice mix of two lane blacktops and well graded dirt – with about a half dozen creek crossings along the way.  just over 200 miles round trip. We were on the road about 7 hours all told.

Mark prays before the ride

We loaded up and got onto the roads right before 8 am. Not a cloud in the sky.

Flowers!

After the drought last year (and 80-odd days over 100), we had a wet winter and it’s nice to see the wildflowers still making a show.

Click Road

Click Road makes a nice loop out through the Sandy Creek drainage south of HWY71. It’s all dirt all the time – well graded – with five crossings of Sandy Creek along the way.

The Sandy Creek Algae farm

This was the longest crossing – cement – with a nice slick crop of algae – and a drop off on the downstream side. Mark un-shoed and surveyed the crossing – and off we went.

Made it!

Just kept it steady – no problems at all – except before we crossed the started crapped out – but that’s why the Ural has a kick start – one kick and we were on our way.

More flowers on County Road 308

It was too gorgeous not to stop and enjoy the quiet.

Llano County Courthouse

We made a stop at the square in Llano to check out a rock shop – right across from the county courthouse.

Santos Taqueria

We made Mason about 12:30 –  Santos Taqueria is a nice spot – and I was hungry for some Gordidtas.

Gorditas

My mouth got ahead of my camera again – so slightly mauled Gorditas before we headed back down the road to Krause Springs.

Breakfast

The next morning it was hot tea and oatmeal – which the Jetboil does pretty dang well – even if it does sounds like a B-52 taking off.

Mark and Glen figure out how long we'd been drinking beers.

Then it was down to the hard work of telling lies and drinking beers.

Stan knows exactly how long.

These big old cypress trees are fed from springs running just a couple of feet away.

This guy spotted something

Plenty of squirrels running around in the mulberry we were sitting under.

Oh, that's what he spotted

And when you drink – well – it’s the circle of life – or something

Is that how long we've been drinking?

And we can count on Rob to feed us as well – out come the brats.

Brats and Beers

Not much better than sausages and tire flaps sitting out under the trees with a bunch of buddies.

Darrell and Glen pitch in - with advice

Excellent day.

fini

Excellent trip.

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East Texas Sidecar Spring

The twice-yearly gathering of Urals and other asymmetric moto machines was convened May 4-6 at the Brookeland, Texas KOA – between Lakes Sam Rayburn and Toledo Bend.

I rode out through Bryan, and down to New Waverly, then around the lower end of Lakes Livingston and San Rayburn to the KOA.  It was about 280 miles – weather was nice the whole way.

St Joseph's Church, New Waverly, TX

This church was kind of interesting  – it has a clock in the steeple – apparently it’s some kind of west coast church since the clock said 10:00am and it was noon when I stopped by.

San Houston National Forest

I ran out Texas 150 from New Waverly through the Sam Houston National Forest – I wasn’t the only one thinking it was a nice day for a ride.

Lake Sam Rayburn

In the heart of the Piney Woods of East Texas, Lake Sam Rayburn is a huge impoundment – with excellent bass and crappie fishing.

KOA Kabin

Had a Kabin at the KOA – which had AC and a sit down toilet – sheer luxury.

Fine Kabin Craftsmanship

Measure once, cut three times.

Route to Nachitoches

Being just about a hundred miles from Nachitoches I could smell meat pies – so I had to run over there on Friday for a taste. I ran out through Anacoco and then up LA117 and cut across on LA438 – then ran back down LA6 and FM83.  It was a nice 200 mile loop – and not too many pulp wood trucks (not too few either).

Foggy East Texas Morning

I took out about 7:30 or so – and it was nice and foggy. No traffic, plenty of visibility, just nice a quiet ride cutting through the pines.

Recreation Road 255

I ran down R255  from Highway 96 to the Louisiana border at the Sabine River. These Recreation Roads are a lot like Farm to Market roads – without the Farms and without the Markets.  Nice little two laner.

LA 117

LA 117 is a nice road that cuts through the Kistachie National Forest – lots of logging going on out here so you need to watch for trucks.

The church at Ft Jean Baptiste

I made good time – so I stopped for a visit at Ft. Jean Baptiste. This was the first permanent French settlement in Louisiana. The Fort (and settlement that followed – which became Nachitoches  –  pronounced “nack-a-tish”) was at this spot because there was a huge raft (actually hundreds of smaller rafts) of driftwood which blocked the Red River from navigation upstream. This Great Raft was up to 165 miles long. Fort Jean Baptiste is a recreation of the original fort. No clock in this steeple.

Inside the church

Nice and simple. Notice that the walls are made from vertical boards.

Hand forged gate hinge

Hand forged gate hinge

All the hardware used in the reconstruction was hand forged. I like how the hand-cut nails are bent over to secure the hinge.

Officer's House

The walls of the buildings are finished with mud daub. Kind of like a KOA Kabin – but no sit down toilets here.

Loop Hole in the pallisade

I watched for a while at this loop hole and all I saw was a bus load of fifth graders.

Lasyones

So it was down the street to 2nd and Church for Lasyone’s.

Meat Pie Dinner

And to tuck into a Meat Pie Dinner – beef and pork pie, dirty rice, brown gravy and corn. That’s a hundred mile pie right there.

Winding down

Go Ride

Kevo

 

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Birthday Ride of Shame

So, my bride, Karen, has been after me to take her on a BBQ run, and with her birthday coming up I thought it would be a good time to run out west and try some BBQ in Sisterdale.

Karen gets settled for a nice ride out for BBQ

We loaded up and headed west.

We ran out 290 to Dripping Springs, and then along Creek Road/CR190 which is a nice road along Onion Creek. At FM 165 I decided to take her down McCaul Road which is a really nice gravel county road with some great scenery.

Karen along McCaul Road

It was a gorgeous day, a little wind, but in the 60’s and hardly a cloud in the sky.

Looking south on McCaul Road

We stopped for pictures here along this ridge, this is a well graded road, no washboard at all.  We fired up the scooter, and zoomed up to the top of the next hill . . .

Dead in the water

And rolled down the other side, dead as a doornail.  Hall sensor (or maybe the whole ignition) fried – no spark – nada – nothing.

Karen enjoyed the sun

While Karen made the best of it off the side of the road I talked to the folks at AAA who failed their map reading class.

 

Dead

At least it was nice and quiet where we were stuck. Three cars came by in the four hours or so we were sitting there.

Watching for the tow

So I mostly just sat on the bike watching for the tow truck show up.

The Ride of Shame

Which it did. AAA finally found a nice guy in Fredericksburg (50 miles away) who could read a map. So we loaded up and hauled back to Austin where I’m waiting on parts.

And I still owe my bride some BBQ.

Go Ride

Kevo

 

 

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