The drive Monday 3/29 from Las Cruces to Stillwater RV park was through bleak west Texas scrub country, at first on I 10, then on an almost perfectly straight ribbon of asphalt called Texas state road 90. The park was full so we chose to stay at Stillwater RV park and general store. The office/store is the converted living room of a house. Hallie Stillwater’s Hall of Fame Museum is next door, free admission but you have to get them to unlock it. The landscape was monotonous the entire drive, just west Texas desert; flat rock and gravel strewn land with occasional butte or mesa, at times high enough to qualify as a mountain. The park campgrounds are full and Stillwater RV is the closest to the entrance, plus its only $20. Here we are at our luxurious campsite…..
It’s basically a place scraped level in the desert. The store, the owner’s home really, and restroom is about 3 city blocks away. No cell phone or internet. The best part was the intense quiet, and the beautiful night sky.
New life birds here were Scaled Quail, Say’s Phoebe and Crissal’s Thrasher.
- * A line from a movie that kept going though my mind as I drove 6 hours across that God awful Gene Autry country. Hat tip to anyone who knows the movie. I can’t remember it.
Roses 1.0 Van Life 