Traveling full time takes me to places I have never been and introduces me to people I normally would have never met - everyone has a story. One evening, I crossed paths with another man and we struck up a conversation. When you drive an AEV Prospector with a Four Wheel Camper in the bed many are curious to know what I am doing, where I am going, where I have been, etc. I always enjoy telling a story or two but what I really love is to hear the stories others have to share.
When I meet a man I always enjoy hearing about what sort of work they have been associated with over the years. In this particular case the gentleman worked in the control room of a power plant and I had all sorts of questions. After some time he asked if I had a few minutes and since I am a free man who is 100% in control of his own schedule, I replied with a firm yes! He made a quick phone call and said to follow him - we drove out to a location, parked, and he escorted me into a building. A few more secure doors, some long hallways, and here is where we arrived. It felt as if I was on the bridge of intergalactic spaceship - all the information displays which included gauges, controls, etc. This was a very cool place to explore!!!
This man took over an hour to walk me through and explain the significance of the major sections in the control room - keep in mind that the picture below shows maybe 25-30% of the room. We spent much time in the emergency shut-down section and he walked me through various scenarios and how a team of operators must respond. This was a very complex system and I have much respect for the people performing the operations.
Note: this tour took place a very long time ago and is not associated with any of my recent travels.
Possum Kingdom Lake may have a funny name but I am really enjoying camping, relaxing, and exploring this beautiful part of Texas. I planned on staying for a few days but ended up staying a full week. This is how man has lived for nearly all of his existence - outdoors, exposed to the environment, in touch with the natural world. Living in a congested area inside of tall steel and concrete buildings, or even in linear neighborhoods inside of "sticks and bricks," is unnatural.
The
Brazos River Authority has several lakeside parks with covered pavilions, picnic tables, cooking grills, fire rings, boat ramps, and public restrooms; some with showers. There are also many hiking and biking trails ranging from one to five miles in length with most offering a spectacular view of the lake.
All the people I have met in this clean and orderly area have been very nice. If you are looking for a great place to spend a long weekend or more with the family, the PK area would be tops on my list!
Quick tip: when using your navigation program, search for
"BRA area" to quickly locate parks, campgrounds, boat ramps, etc.
At the eastern end of the reservoir is a 2,700-foot-long and 190-foot-high dam structure called the Morris Sheppard Dam which holds back 540,000 acre-feet of water. Keep in mind that 1 acre-foot equals 325,851 gallons so we have 175,959,540,000 gallons of water ready to flow should the nearly century old dam burst. With that in mind I figured camping at the base of the dam would seem logical. I sent the picture below to my loving mother so she would know where I was spending the night
If you have never slept near a dam I would suggest you give it a shot - the sights and sounds are unlike any other. And there is a massive amount of potential energy stored behind that cement wall. What this picture does not show are the hundred or so vultures circling and riding the updraft above the face of the dam. There was a good strong wind so again, there was much energy in the air and the vultures were taking full advantage of it. I sat on a large warm rock at the edge of the river with the wind at my back just watching, and smiling, and enjoying the aerial acrobatics and occasional play between the birds.
It was a free show, entirely unrehearsed, and so mesmerizing. Birds are truly masters of the air...
Eventually it was time to depart Possum Kingdom so I pointed my AEV Prospector in a northeasterly direction and traveled around eighty miles to
Lyndon B. Johnson National Grasslands. One of my goals over the past six or so months was to slow down and shorten my travels to a reasonable degree. With my primary expenses being gasoline and food I make an effort to control both. Gasoline is easy if I decide to stay in one place by I love to travel and explore so my compromise involves remaining in an area for several days and then only driving a few hours to the next location.
Food is best controlled by preparing all of my meals and only eating when hungry. It does seem we are programmed to perform exactly the opposite of that by eating a minimum of three times per day while most meals are outside the home and prepared by others. That's super expensive! Anyway, there is not much public land in Texas but just north of Dallas and Fort Worth there are national grasslands. These are not huge areas but 20,000 acres each with dirt roads, dispersed camping, etc. I'm there!
For several nights I slept under the stars within the
Cross Timbers Unit. This specific county has the dubious distinction of having more people killed and horses stolen by Indians than any other place in Texas. Caddo Indians were here first, they were pushed out by more aggressive Apache and Comanche tribes. Those tribes were then pushed out by white settlers. Now these United States and Europe are being attacked by globalists who wish to replace and erase all of western civilization.
Despite this, I sleep peacefully each and every night resting assured that this will not happen. Men, approximately 3% of the male population, will not permit this to happen. My message to other men is to focus on correcting issues at the local level. The high-ranking government officials in the news serve only to distract us. We the people have all the power and they are terrified knowing that. Keep your powder dry...
Watching the sun fall asleep just a few hours outside of Dallas and Fort Worth aside a lake in the grasslands. There are three formal campgrounds along with much disbursed camping. These grasslands also contain seventy-five miles of multi-use trails for horseback riding, mountain biking, and hiking. Hunting and fishing are also available along with wildlife viewing and photography.
My last sunset in Texas, for now. I woke up in the morning to the sound of cows mooing and birds chirping. Soon I will be crossing into
Indian Country and exploring nations within a nation. There is
so much to learn about where I am going...