Leaving behind a five-star RV resort with all the amenities, we have moved to a state park on the other end of the Rio Grande: Falcon Lake.
We chose Falcon Lake because: a) we were so impressed with Estero, and b) we heard there is good birding here. Only a two hour drive from Mercedes, we arrived just after noon so we could set up shop and tour around a bit.
Whereas Llano Grande had palm trees lining well executed streets and rows of generous concrete pads for parking, Falcon Lake is rugged terrain and half-moon asphalt camping sites. This is a first for us, so you can imagine our surprise when a local showed up to welcome us with six of his family members in tow:
It has been a hot day, and I am still under the weather, so we rested for a bit before exploring. Apart from an egret down by the water and a road runner who dashed under cover, we have not seen any other wildlife here yet, although as I type this coyotes are howling not far away.
We did manage to find a spectacular birding spot nearby, but the wi-fi is iffy here and I haven’t had time to process the pictures, so it will have to wait till next time.
Meantime tomorrow is forecasting rain and then freezing temperatures. Looks like we might be hunkering in here for a bit before conditions clear for take off.
Just us and the javelinas.
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