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The first rays of the sun on the visitors center. >> 

We loved the sunrise from the trail at the top of the canyon. You are allowed to hike to the top of the canyon without a guide, just not into it. The sunrise was beautiful.

  

And sure enough, the first rays of the sun lit up the interior of the cave.

After the sunrise, we walked along the Windmill Trail to the spring.  This spring is one of the main attractions to this location, both for the ancient peoples and the more recent ones.  The railroad company installed a windmill here to pump water up to the top of the canyon for their horses. We watched for birds here for a while.

Then it was on to Ft. Davis and Davis Mountains State Park.  

 

Downtown Ft. Davis looks like it could be a set for a western. Except for the cars out front, the bars on the upper windows and the facade of the Fort Davis Bank give it that old western bank look, just waiting to ward off a famous bank robber. >> 

 

The town hall and Hotel Limpia add to the charm. 

      

    

Here we pull into the mouth of the valley where the campsites are located.  There are miles of hiking & horse trails, wildlife viewing areas, and Indian Lodge.  We spent several days here.

 

Here is our campsite with plenty of sun exposure for the panels. The whole camping area is located on a valley floor and this flood gauge would let park officials know how high the river gets. At this point it's a xeric zero.

  

We biked from our campsite to the wildlife viewing area. Dean sneaks up on the wildlife browsing around the area--a doe and fawn mule deer. Very cute!

 

 

<< We also saw wild boars or javelinas and lots of birds at the viewing area. The boars scared off the birds while they got a drink and ate some of the birdseed.

We did see the rare Montezuma quail, but they blend so well with the tan backdrop that we never got a good photo of them.

   

There was wildlife everywhere.  The lined skink patrolled our campsite; the vultures gathered in an oak tree to warm their wings; and a mule deer helped herself to some birdseed near the rangers' station at the park entrance. (For Star Wars fans, we thought she could have been the inspiration for Jar Jar Binks.)

 

Above left, an acorn woodpecker next to our campsite.  Barn swallows inhabit the rafters of the Indian Lodge.

Indian Lodge, a carefully-crafted stucco hotel and restaurant in a beautiful setting at the back of this valley, was built by the CCC in the 30s. Very picturesque--we had a hard time choosing only a few photos for this page...

The CCC crews used locally available materials. For instance, they harvested cane from the shores of the Rio Grande, which they used to finish the ceiling between the beams. They also built the furniture with local wood.  Dean looked for his dad in the photos of the workers posted on the wall--he had worked for the CCC as a young man in Texas.  He didn't see him.

 

We registered with the ranger to hike a trail (for people and horses). We hiked about five miles up over a hill and back.  Just gorgeous, and we had the whole place to ourselves. 

    

We loved the surprise of finding wildflowers amongst the dried grasses. The one on the left is a milkweed; the others are beautiful mysteries.

  

The blue agave with its purple spines is perfectly arranged on the hillside.

   

The trail was marked by a few signs, but mostly by piles of rocks located at turns like this one shown in the above left photo.  Don't you think the cholla cactus in the middle photo looks like a little cowboy?  

On Sunday, we were relaxing in the lobby of the Indian Lodge when we got word that a prairie fire had started in Marfa, but was still a long ways away. I took this photo from the lodge porch. To us this didn't look far away. >> 

 

We left the lodge and headed back to our campsite, but in order to see for ourselves, we climbed the hill in front of our site.  The fire was not far away at all--the photo below is the view from the top of the hill. It was extremely windy up there.

We hurried down the hill and started packing. Soon thereafter, the rangers drove through the camping area with their loudspeaker saying, "Get out now! Get out now!"

 

As we left, I shot these photos of the fire coming over the hill into the park's valley.  You may have noticed how brown and dry the vegetation was.  Scary!

     

The RVs and car campers head out in a long line past the McDonald Observatory.  We had planned to go to their open house that evening, but it was not to be.  The smoke became thicker as we drove away and the sun set.  

 

It was after six in the evening when we were evacuated and it was a slow, single-file trip out of the mountains.  There were no nearby parks where we could stay, so we spent the night at a Flying J gas station in Pecos with a number of other RVs. You can see the smoke in the air behind the Pecos sign.  

Later we read that the fire had swept through Ft. Davis and many homes had been destroyed there.  We also heard that the Town Hall and the Limpia Hotel were okay. While the fire obviously came through the park, the Indian Lodge and the other structures were fine. The park remained closed for many days and was used to house firefighters.

 We headed northward to Lake Abilene State Park.

On to Lake Abilene State Park >>

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