We spent last night at the RV park at Winstar Casino. It was a last minute decision, prompted by getting a "free" RV site (the nice long pull-thrus are pricey). We were intending to get a ways into Texas before calling it a day. It was a nice break, since all we've been doing this trip is driving.
Winstar gave us some "bonus money" to play with and $20 off for meals. When it came to using any of our own money for some gaming, Joan lost the exact amount I came out ahead (it's usually the other way around). This may be the last time we get to Winstar, and it was nice of them to essentially pay us to stay, eat, and play. Plus, Rufus got a nice walk last night and this morning right before we left - the first that it has been not raining so he could get out.
Up early this morning and hit the road (after Rufus's walk). The plan for the day: make it south of San Antonio. I called from the road this morning to make sure we'd get a site.
The weather weasels called for cloudy, but no rain along our route today. Big surprise: they lied. Again. The first of the rain started not long after we crossed into Texas...
We stopped at the Buc-ee's in north Fort Worth, got cheap gas, and pressed on... we didn't even go inside. The rest of the day can be summed up in two words: traffic and rain.
We expect traffic as we go through Austin; we got into stop and go several times in the Fort Worth area...
Besides the one stop for fuel, there were a couple rest area breaks, so we could answer Nature's call, give Rufus a treat or a meal, and let me do a walk-around to check both vehicles and the cargo trailer.
I was running the speed limit during most of the day. This is what it looks like when you have rain and trucks passing you on either side...
The slow-downs started in earnest around Georgetown... and then continued off and on (more on) until we got to the south end of San Antonio. Combined with the rain, and then hot and humid by the time we got to our stop for the day, it seemed like a very long day. By the time we got to Austin, we were all tired of the traffic slow-downs (and stops)... and there was another 80+ miles of it before our stop for the day.
Rufus, of course, was a good boy. As usual, he sat on my lap much of the time. At one point, he hopped up on the dash, to look around, then take a bath...
He's a good boy. Although on one particularly bumpy section of Loop 410 in San Antonio, he got in my face and hollered! It didn't last long, but he wanted me to know that he was tired of the noise and the bumps. Me, too, Rufus; me, too.
And now, taking a moment to post this and kick back before we start on the holding tanks to get the coach ready to be put away for a few weeks.
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