Wander some back roads, and small towns. In some cases, an objective in mind, but, usually, just “bein’ nosey”.
Near Lewisville, chase out to find Lucia Falls Park, and, except for a young man and his Lab, across the river, have the place to myself.
In Amboy, a little white church converted to Historical Museum catches my attention. It’s pretty typical, but a barn full of farming equipment is a challenge to memories of Dresher/PA days as “barefoot boy with cheeks of tan”.
A bit “phreaqued out” about where my debit cards are, pause at their tiny Territorial Park to “strip the van bare”. A caretaker couple, originally from Tucumcari/NM stop by to remind me camping is not allowed, and we chat about “this and that” till late afternoon sun deepens toward dusk.
Find a power company campground between Amboy and Prairie, and am a bit surprised when lady taking my money suggests “oh, you’re a Gallagher”. There seems to be a lot of confusion about finding an appropriate campsite. Once settled in, wander around and notice a series of campsites have been allocated to a Gallagher clan and they’ve put me close by imagining me to be one of this group. This clan is from Longview/WA, but seem “sure” they have relatives in California.
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