We arrived in Corpus with some of the best gas mileage ever, almost 13 miles per gallon, needless to say we had a tailwind most of the way. If we could have put up a sail we would have arrived with more gas than we departed with….lol. With the exception of yesterday we have been blessed with the that wind.
After getting settled in the Navy campground, in the humongous sites, and getting recommendations of seafood restaurants we were off to dinner at Snoopy’s. It was okay, nothing special, but we enjoyed eating on the bay and watching the antics of all the birds. The fishermen coming in would dump their left over bait and the birds sure knew it. They were all waiting for their free hand out. The next day we were off to the beach up the coast into Rockport, actually scouted out Alice Fay’s for a late lunch, and the fish there was great. Did mention the Rockport gang to the waitress as the reason we were there, but got this blank look, so evidently she had no idea. We were on a hunt for whoppers and not sure if we found them or not as they were so far away. They were in a meadow by the '”the big tree”. The tree is estimated to be over 1000 years old. The flowers were just beautiful in that area.
It was an awesome day, could not have asked for better weather and we just put zed around being tourists. Yesterday took us to the Botanical Gardens,and the roses were fabulous, but would not put it on a bucket list.
Always said that Chuck could fall asleep on a rock, and this was very deceptive, but it is all rock.
But no, he is not asleep. Although touring the gardens was not one of the things he especially wanted to do, so thank you dear, for humoring me.
Tomorrow we will be moving to Bourne, looking forward to meeting up with friends both new and old. If you ever find yourself behind the “Damnearahouse” be sure give us a honk.