This afternoon we joined Donna and John for a trip to the Spoetzl brewery for a tour of the plant and some free samples
. In the hospitality room you are given four tokens, each will provide you 7 1/2 oz. of beer and you have five of their brew to choose from. That's the equivalent of two beer! The beer is excellent and we made a trip to the local Mom and Pop grocery store to buy a case of their 'family' pack that contains four of their most popular varieties. If your lucky Scott, it will survive until we get to Phoenix!
This evening John and I made a trip into Lockhart to pick up Texas ribs for dinner. A trip to Kreuz Market was a real experience. There was even a helicopter parked in the lot! Someone had flown in for ribs! Lockhart is about the size of Carleton Place and it has four famous rib outlets. We will have to sample the others on another trip! Kreuz is set up in a casual style similar to our pancake houses with picnic tables and plastic cloths. You line up to place your order and they cut your order while you watch. There are six(?) smokers the size of some of our largest syrup evaporators at home and they burn post oak at one end with the smoke passing over the meat and out a large chimney at the furthest end. Once again, the Duncan 'Beast' was the scene for a great evening of Texan food and discussion.
I walked to the top of the 'mountain' with Donna this morning for a view of the valley. We are 'deep in the heart of Texas' in the hill country that makes up the central portion of the state. The North Gulf Coast region that we drove through yesterday didn't look a lot different from the rough country we have been driving through for the past number of days. Houston, just another big city to us, was a maze of highways, and I10 through the city proved to be a slow trip. This region is farm country, more rolling than the eastern region, with hills similar in size to those we are familiar with in Ontario. The countryside is very dry. Last year they had less than half the normal 35 inches of rainfall and the crops were a total failure. The locals will tell you this is cyclic and from the flood gages near the creek in the park and elsewhere along county roads, they may be right. When it rains I think it must really rain!