Well ... it's too late to back out now. It's all titled, tagged, insured, assigned it's very own Wal*Mart gas card, and I've already burned up a quarter of a tank of fuel just futzing around town and Lamar County.
We got bored and adventurous Sunday afternoon, so with the War Department riding shotgun, we found a county road and followed it until we got stopped at a washed out bridge.
We discovered the tiny towns of Glory, Bairdstown, Broadway, Midway
and the Junction of highways 19
. Between them, we found a lot of just plain old northeastern Texas.
But all in all, it was a pleasant afternoon drive, and I even made a couple of new friends on the trip.
The one on the left was quite sociable. If I'd had a halter and a saddle blanket with me, I think we'd have gone for a little ride. Sadly I didn't, so we chatted a while, I fed her several clumps of succulent green grass (just out of reach on the road side of the fence) then gave her a head rub and a good scratching under the jaw, and we parted company.
Next weekend ... a full tank of fuel ... and another obscure county road.