Trip Start Oct 27, 2004
120Trip End Ongoing
Just beyond the western border of the Park, we stopped at the very remote but active town of Terlingua, home of the original chili cook-off, where I enjoyed a late breakfast of sausage and egg burritos, black coffee, and bloody marys at the Starlight Theatre. The Starlight is a partially renovated (you can still see daylight through various holes in the ceiling and walls) 1930s movie hose frequented by weathered old cowboys, braless hippie chicks, dusty bikers, hung over river guides, and a handful of wide-eyed tourists weary from the long drive to the edge of nowhere
With a full stomach and a Viva Terlingua! bumper sticker, Kudzu and I headed north and west as fast as possible through Alpine, Marfa, and Van Horn in a mad dash towards New Mexico. Finally, well after dark, we are out of Texas. After much deliberation, we are pleased to award Big Bend National Park and the town of Terlingua the coveted five Zoobs award.
We thought about camping at Guadalupe Mountains National Park but decided against it when we arrived to discover winds strong enough to blow galvanized trash cans across the parking plot. Instead, we continued north to stop for the night at a cheesy campground at the entrance to Carlsbad Caverns National Park. I'm too embarrassed to tell how much we paid for a small square of gravel and a shower too dilapidated and nasty to actually use.