Plantation Inn on the Lake
Travel Blogs from Granbury
... for the timber", which dramatically shows a group of cowboys and vaqueros fleeing for their lives from a band of Apache warriors.
The museum also houses a great many pieces by American artists through history, and to be honest, the majority of it does nothing for me. Like I said in the title "I may not know art, but I know what I like."
... gotten around half the tables. It doesn't matter, I never saw the .303 I wanted.
We flew home to Burleson, because we had a ghost tour booked at Old Burleson, the tourist/dining precinct of the Town. The ladies at the ghost tour took us around several of the older buldings, telling us tales of gruesome deaths and depression era outlaws.
From there it was to home, to dream of vengeful spirits? Possibly, I can never remember my dreams.
... earth language and told him I was finding it hard work. It was at this moment that I spotted it!
From that point, it was pretty simple, and I emerged from the green gloom, covered in grass and leaves and tree branches, to even louder Indiana Jones music. My day could not get any better.
I was wrong.
I had forgotten what Dan had planned for us in the evening.
In the late afternoon, we went ...
... and stowed our gear in the room we had take over from their grandson. He didn't seem to mind too much and showed it by cooking us a big dinner on the BBQ.
During this time, Sam took the opportunity to make a new best friend. Dan's dog Max, an aging Labrador took a shine to her. Pretty much the only way I could get any of his attention was by bribing him with food, and that was a 50/50 proposition at best.
All in all, not a bad ...
... a half, and it took us two and a half hours. We had only given ourselves two hours in there because we needed to hit the road. When we got out of the cavern, the sky was ominous. We were concerned about rain. It stayed overcast all the way to Weatherford, Tx. Luckily no rain, but we did battle very high winds the whole way back .We wore the sidewalls off our tires. So exhausting. Wendi's final comment when we turned the ...