Amarillo by morning

After leaving our winter home on March 18th we travelled via Georgetown to Aubrey, Texas just north of Dallas. We all needed to get our annual medical, including Rusty. We also needed to visit the storage and leave the Christmas ‘stuff’ to make more room for our trip. Then trips to stock up on wine and other essentials followed, this is why we needed the extra space.

Amarillo was our next stop, our second visit to the Fort Amarillo RV Park, we’re here for a week – leaving for Albuquerque Good Friday – wow that’s tomorrow. One of the things we’ve discovered we enjoy is people watching, just seeing the different RVs and their owners and the many different pets they carry with them, including a few cats in harnesses!!! The RVs range from a 20 foot towable, through the fifth wheels to the million dollar Newell luxury homes, we’re not kidding – people do pay that kind of money – the 2015 models are listed at $1.9M.

Last time here we visited Palo Duro Canyon when they were having a bike rally, about 500 cyclists were in and out of the roadways, into the trails – manic, ‘share the road’ is the common phrase wish they would have shared the road with the cars. This time was much more enjoyable and relaxing, and we had a picnic lunch, even went walking on some of the trails.

Not sure if everyone has heard of the Cadillac Ranch where the owner buried 10 old Cadillacs nose down into the field, here is a shot from our 2013 trip and a picture from this trip of the RV that had the same treatment.

Another reason to revisit Amarillo (really) was to go and buy some steaks and beef jerky from Ede’s custom meats. They are absolutely amazing so we bought some tenderloin and New York strip steaks, aged beef – they vacuum seal them so we can freeze them individually. Didn’t make the same ‘mistake’ as last time when I asked for a porter house steak, they ask how thick you want it cut – so the newbie said an inch and a quarter – it weighed in at over 2 pounds, but it was good.

While leaving the canyon we spotted a sign for Happy Texas, you really have to go there even if just to say “We’ve been to Happy Texas”. Happy is not a good name for this old town, 2 railroad tracks, a volunteer fire station, post office and not much else apart from the Happy Center – not even guessing what happens there.

So that is Amarillo, on the Route 66, continuing to Albuquerque in the morning.

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