On to Henrietta

We left Clarendon this morning and continued along US 287 towards Wichita Falls, on our way to a city park in Henrietta, TX. As we drove through endless flat Texas plains, I said, "It's about time we should be seeing some oil wells." About five miles later, the first one appeared.

We already knew we were in Texas from the stifling heat and humidity! We're so glad we have at least 30 amp electric here--otherwise we might have drowned in the humid air. Hapgood Park features four ball fields in addition to the RV park--another sign we're back in Texas. It's a really good deal with full hookups at $7 a night. We have only two neighbors in a park that has a dozen spaces, and we haven't seen either of them (they're hiding in their a/c, no doubt).

When we stopped for lunch, we discovered that despite our request that the Blue Beacon washers be gentle on our decals, the decal that came loose last time was flapping in the breeze again. Worse, so was the Eterna-bond tape between the front of the rubber roof and the end cap. We already paid to have that tape replaced once, darn it!