Westward Ho!...

   The parking lot at the Walmart in Boerne, Texas has several separate parking areas, and we had parked for the night near the Visitor's Center, far from the store entrances, (where we have actually parked overnight on another trip), leaving the handicapped parking space in front of us and a few spots behind the car we tow behind our motor home.  

So many empty sites even before nightfall last evening...

But an oddball wanted to park really close...

   With the parking lots almost empty when I went to bed, I was more than a little surprised when I looked out the bedroom window to see a car pulled only partially into the spot directly behind our car several feet short of pulling up to the curb.  George took the dogs out about 20 minutes later and confirmed that the parking areas were mostly empty and there was a lady inside using her computer.  I was taught to respect people's personal space whenever possible.  Apparently many people were not provided that information.  

    We packed things up and moved around the lot to the fuel pumps, where we felt we got a fairly good deal on diesel at $3.50.  I walked across the parking lot to Walmart where I ordered breakfast in McDonalds and went to purchase more cough drops.  I went back to pick up our order and returned to the coach with much needed coffee and food just as George finished filling the Mandalay, and we returned to I-10 Westbound.  

The fog is creeping in!

   Driving in foggy conditions is not something we recommend, and although it did not start out that way, we slowed when we began to encounter first light fog and then a fine mist rain.  Texas Hill Country was beautiful, with lots of bright orange sumac.  There were numerous deer carcasses along the highway to remind us of that threat.

Colorful contrast to the foggy grey morning

   We stopped for lunch and I took the wheel while George napped after carrying the dogs individually to the one green spot at the rest area surrounded by millions of goat's-head thorns.  An ounce of prevention in this regard, I've learned is worth a world of cure.  They will need to again adapt over the next few days to going potty in the rocks.

Less green and more and more rock

   Time and miles passed quickly as we listened intently to Glenn Beck's thriller, The Overton Window, on audiobook.  At some point the skies cleared and we realized we had left the foliage and entered the desert.  

   After 400 miles we decided to stop at the KOA campground in Van Horn, Texas.  We have a long pull thru site with a view of the mountains outside the window at my desk.  There's a grassy off-leash area for the dogs and they serve meals.  As KOA's go, it's not real expensive with our discount at $34 per night.

The view from my desk window at the KOA in Van Horn, Texas is just gorgeous!

   We are taking full advantage of full hook ups tonight with long showers and a load of laundry.  The Sleep Number bed has over-inflated as we've climbed to around 4500 feet elevation.  The harvest moon is spectacular and the stars are brilliant.  We're looking forward to trying out the park's breakfast and hitting the road for another 400 miles tomorrow if all goes as planned.