|Our home at the Oakwood RV Resort|
Tomorrow morning Betty, Bailey, and I leave Fredericksburg and the Texas Hill Country after six fabulous days. If the area wasn't 1,000 miles from family we might consider a move here for at least part of the year. The town and area have captured our affections and fit our satisfying retirement lifestyle very well.
Founded in 1846 by German immigrants, Fredericksburg is charming, welcoming, and pretty. While I imagine summer weekends are swarming with tourists, this time of year is quiet and unhurried. The main street is lined with almost 4 miles of restaurants, historic buildings, museums, art galleries, antiques stores, public gardens, and an unhurried lifestyle. The Chamber of Commerce folks claim there 350 places to stay, 70 restaurants, and hundreds of stores are here to keep you entertained. Literally dozens of wineries and wine testing rooms call the area home, too.
|Pioneer Museum grounds|
The town library, churches, and most important buildings are beautiful stone structures, many made from white granite.
Quite surprisingly, the National Museum of the Pacific War, a huge block long structure is located just steps north of Main Street. Why a Pacific War museum in the middle of Texas? Admiral Chester Nimitz, one of the major players in the Pacific Theater during World War ll, is a Fredericksburg native.
Concerts by known country artists happened almost every weekend, while every day of the week finds a local musician performing for free inside the eclectic general store.
|LBJ's Texas White House|
A free, CD-guided tour around the stunning grounds made it quite obvious why President Johnson loved his ranch and hill country so much. He actually spent 25% of his presidency at the ranch.
|A tiny corner of Wildseed Farm|
On the way back into town we stumbled on an absolute gem: Wildseed Farms. Hundreds of acres of wild flowers, buildings and grounds with every conceivable yard and garden ornaments, waterfalls, and lily pads bask in the sun.
Even on a weekday afternoon hundreds of folks wandered around, snapping photos and dreaming of backyard improvements. As you might imagine Betty felt like she had died and gone to heaven. After an hour I think I saw smoke coming from the back of her camera. We bought a few unique pieces for our back yard that will travel home somewhere underneath R.T.
An hour or so north of town are lakes and state parks galore. Betty, Bailey, and I spent an afternoon at the beautiful Inks Lake State Park. Tent sites, RV spots nestled in the woods overlooking the water, and a section of mini cabins were mostly full of families enjoying themselves. Swimming, kayaking, fishing, miles of hiking trails, and photo opportunities galore made for a perfect time for us.
I could go on for several hundred more words about this fascinating part of Texas, but instead here are a few more of Betty's photos. Within the next week or so, look for more photos of our Texas adventure at the top of the blog under the Betty's Photos heading.
|Part of the display outside the Pacific War Museum|
|Typical Fredericksburg storefront|
|More of the Pioneer Museum|
|More of Inks Lake State Park|
|Two old chairs destined for our back yard|
|Entrance to fascinating store|
|Inside The Luckenbach General Store|
|How many towns still have a working 5 and dime?|
|Kayaking at Inks Lake|
|Fields of wildflowers all in full bloom|
|Where should be go next?|