Dedicated to avoiding the afternoon heat, we left la caravana before 9:00 & drove into the national park. We had our eyes on a 14-mile dirt road to the Santa Elena Canyon trail that passes through Terlingua Creek badlands. It was a wide road with lots of pot holes, dry creek crossings & a constant washboard feeling. Totally fun for the first half but Edward was longing for pavement the last 8 miles.
Luna’s Jacal was incredible. Gilberto Luna lived in this small four ft high dwelling made of rocks, earth & plants until he died in 1947 at 108! He had several wives & reportedly fathered between 40 – 80 children. Go figure how they cycled through that place.
Santa Elena Canyon is a popular river trip because of its 1500 ft high walls, really spectacular. The trail was amazing, ascending the bluff then falling down to the river’s edge before ending abruptly at canyon walls. The river is low now; we are hoping for rain before we book our trip.
We picnicked at the turn of the century community of Castolon that finally gave up the ghost in 1961. Several adobe buildings with exhibits were fun. We learned a lot about the Texas Rangers & border patrol. The 1912 – 1920 revolution drove many Mexican families north seeking safety.
Driving home on the Ross Maxwell scenic drive was smooth sailing, a pleasure to the driver! We had fun viewing the remnants of several ranches & the spectacular remains of ancient volcanic activity. The shade created by our dear trailer is always a welcome spot at the end of the day.