Satin Travels

Trip Start Mar 23, 2009
Trip End Apr 01, 2009

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Moon River Ranch

Flag of United States  , Texas
Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Leaving Houston immediately, we were eager to get to the Moon River Ranch for the final chapter of our road trip. As we drove on, the weather improved from the drizzly rain of the morning, clearing to a beautiful clear day. And as with the rain, we lost civilization. Increasingly the roads became smaller, and eventually reverted to a gravel track. Driving for several miles across open terrain, interjected by far off barns and houses, we finally arrived at the ranch. Not really knowing what to expect, we couldn't have been more delighted by what we found. Truly a hidden gem in the heart of Texas. Surrounded by the soft rustle of the trees, the sound of trickling water from the creek mingled with the lazy afternoon heat as we were met by our hostesses Charlie and Nicky, along with an entourage of of ranch dogs.
Showing us to our accommodations, which actually turned out to be a whole house overlooking a small lake, each twist and turn brought further rural delights and eccentric ranch paraphernalia. It is difficult to describe, but hopefully the photographs can do the place some justice. After settling into our cabin, we spent the beginning of the afternoon floating around on boats in the lake, basking in the sun and the peace of the countryside. We then walked across to the main lodge house where I took a dip in the pool and Laura settled herself into the shade.
Refreshed and changed we took our newly acquired golf cart, courtesy of Nicky, to explore the other areas of the ranch, including the vintage Airstream caravan park, Indian teepee and the various old vehicles scattered on the old ranch roads. Parking at the barn we met Mike, our host, who took us on a horseback tour around the rest of the ranch, chatting with us about their plans for the future of the ranch, the land and the ranchers way of life. Riding western style across the fields and along the banks of the Brazos River, we felt a million miles from anywhere and a world away from the bustling cities we had left behind.
With the sun setting we cleaned up and headed into nearby Waco for a mexican feast, complete with Margheritas of course. Filled with burritos and quesadillas we headed back to the ranch to pack up our things and prepare for our departure the next morning.
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