Ten minutes down the road we had to pull into a convenient rest stop because the tow bar hadn't locked out properly and poor old Toad was wobbling all over the place! But after a medicinal squirt of WD40 and a wipe down with a rag all was well and we were once more on our way. There were a couple of other hiccups - firstly, we were stopped at Border Control and had our passports checked; we have been very aware of the presence of border guards really since we left El Passo. In fact there was one instance when their vehicle tore past us on the highway and then we saw it a few miles further on, pulled over, doors open and a guard obviously 'detaining' someone.
But it does beg the question - 'How on earth can you police the border between here and Mexico' we don't think a wall is the answer. Then I had a lapse of memory and navigated us onto the wrong interstate! The I-35 instead of the I-37 doesn't seem like it would make much difference does it? Well it would have if we hadn't got off it...
However we eventually reached Corpus Christi, managing to avoid the remnants of a coffee table strewn over the highway! The once useful item now had only 2 legs, though how long it managed to keep them is anyone's guess! The sun was out and we were looking forward to a cuppa after 300 miles or so. The city was bigger than I expected and as it came into view the chimneys and chemical plants didn't invite!
Our route took us 'around' the city to the east, past all the 'box stores, several Wal-Marts, Best Buys etc.etc. All the while travelling at about 60 along fairly busy multi lanes for 15 miles or so. We had no hint of the 'islands' before us as we're now down to 5 or 6 ' above sea level and couldn't see them...what a come down from the 6-7000' that has dominated much of our travels this time. A long causeway carried us over the first stretch of sparkling blue water, one of those bridges I love so much, carried us high over the next.
As we drew nearer the more we began to relax, sunshine and palm trees heralded the approach of the Gulf of Mexico.
Once over the intercoastal waters, we drove along the one road that runs the length of this 26 mile island, well sand spit really, which is at best only about ½ mile wide! Now settled in our campsite only yards from the beach, we are getting used to the warm temperatures - and the humidity! There are 500 hundred pads on this site, though it is set out really well and the facilities are great, we'll put down temporary roots here for Xmas beside the great many 'Winter Texans' who call this home for a while too.
Here's something... we met a couple here also from the UK who are doing the same as us, and when we swapped notes about driving and journeys etc etc it transpired that they had arrived shortly before us, having travelled the same route into Corpus Christi - when they passed that table it still had all four legs!
We left Fort Clark Springs early, in the fog and didn't get very far!