Robbers Roost and Midland/Odessa

Saturday, Mar 2nd: I had a pretty vivid dream that I owned a tricked out yellow jeep and it got towed. There was far too much detail in the dream, I had years of history and memories with the Jeep (along side the FJ too) and I was quite upset at the thought of it being towed. Even when I woke, I was still fuming about my jeep being towed. Strange how the mind does stuff like that to you.

Another random thing is that a previous camper left some half eaten food items in the Bear Box. It was a pot with some rice concoction and a spork. It was intentional because it was wrapped in a plastic bag. Why the fuck couldn’t you just pack it out? Assholes…we packed out.

We cooked a bigger than usual breakfast of eggs, bacon and hashbrowns. Nothing like a whole pack of crispy bacon. Furi even got a few slices.

We hung around and relaxed mostly. Another camper came from the Twisted Shoe camp ground in his converted 4WD Fed Ex Van and wanted to check out my Roof Top Tent. I get this a lot. He said he was renewing his permit, which doesn’t work like that. You get one permit Somehow or another, we got talking with this man about sailing and then the U.S.S. Constitution and the USCG Barque Eagle came up. He said he saw the Navy teaching the Coasties how to sail once. I told him that he was wrong, I have a few friends that were stationed on the Eagle, it was the other way around and the only thing the U.S.S. Constitution does is turn around in its slip. He didn’t seem convinced. Why argue with idiots?

Later on we hiked to Twisted Shoe campground. It was a bit hot and Furi and myself weren’t really into it but Jon was motivated. Why not? I think whoever made the distances on the map for the park were incorrect, everything seemed longer. Furi would walk a bit, find some shade, lay down, get up, walk again, find some shade and repeat. She would also pant like she was in the desert for a week without water, which is not the case. When I hiked in the Chisos Mountains last summer, she did the same thing and made me look like the worst owner in the world to other hikers. She plays to the crowd to get sympathy sometimes. I almost quit myself but we made it to the campsite. I gave Furi my remaining water and we hiked back.

On our return to our camp, we ran into one of these things. I had seen it earier in the week when I was out in Telephone Canyon. The licence plate was from the Netherlands. Europeans love these things. They asked us how far the camp was and we actually gave them an accurate assessment, of course in statute miles! We made jokes that they had a French Chef in the back that was being bounced around and getting irritated at the trips progress. Boredom produces some strange entertainment. We also wondered if they could turn it around by the Campsite. I’m sure they were fine.

That night we cooked some Chorizo, vegetables and rice with of course, tortillas. It was one of the better meals.

We packed up all the non-essential gear before we went to bed and made plans to wake up at 6AM to get underway at 7AM. We finally threw out the spare Whataburger and fries stored in the freezer since Tuesday. Sad to see it go to waste.

Sun, Mar. 3rd: I think we both slept like shit but still awoke at 6AM. We made pretty good progress and hit our time goals and ate on the run. We made it to Midland/Odessa in good time and we even had time to spare, so we went to another Whataburger. IOur luck, it was kind of a shit hole and busy. The restroom was closed and I had to piss like a racehorse. Eventually it opened back up but the floor was still wet. Looked like the urinal overflowed. Nasty! The food wasn’t as good as the previous Whataburger.

It was sad seeing Jon go. We had a blast camping together and it’s always great to have company like that. I enjoyed it immensely. Furi looked a bit bummed as well but she got to sit in the front seat again.

Finally, it was cold. Like 40 degrees. We just left 80 degrees 4 hours ago…..I wasn’t prepped clothes wise, I was wearing shorts and Sanuks and was freezing my ass off while getting fuel! People looked at me at the gas station like I was crazy. The weather got even colder…I wasn’t sure what I was going to do next.

Junction, Tx next…