We have sort of settled in here at Colorado River Thousand Trails in Columbus, TX. We like the area and have been here before; previous visits were in early 2015 and early 2017. Our schedule this year puts us in this campground until after the 19th when we will finally pass into previously unexplored territory, at least by us. By the end of the month, we anticipate being in Natchez to get onto the southern end of the Natchez Trace.
We were bad again this morning. We went to Schobel’s again for breakfast. This time I was a bit more clever, only ordering enough food for one instead of getting the platoon-feeding chicken fried steak selection. We left fully sated and less than $20 poorer.
I felt great and quite smart so I chose to go on an excursion into the countryside south of Columbus. Peggy queried why I wanted to go that way and I smugly leered at her, fully anticipating a cruise through varied and pretty scenery. Unfortunately, I was wrong and there is very little interesting stuff down that way. It was only after we had gone south, run out of interest and turned west before Peggy told me I did this same route during a previous visit but she wanted to see how long it would take before dull realization took hold. It was only about 20 miles. Peggy consulted our wayfinding systems and got us headed back toward possibly interesting stuff.
Weimar was the first town we encountered on our way back. Many interesting residential structures, wood churches and cheap diesel can be found there. We got on US-90 and headed east toward home. We stopped at a drive-in liquor store (no kidding – a drive-through) and a place called Hartz Fried Chicken. They sold us a baker’s dozen of chicken pieces, a half dozen tasty rolls, a platter of french fries and 3 very well cooked chunks of corn on the cob for $20. I added a dozen chicken livers for $6, only to find out when we arrived back at our trailer that apparently a dozen is some number different than 12 in Texas because there were enough pieces to feed a small army. Quite a bit of our chicken purchase went into the fridge because we were incapable of making much of a dent in the supply.
We took a cruise past some of the gorgeous old houses in Columbus. A couple of them can be seen by clicking here