An abandoned campsite on top of a small mesa overlooking the Rio Grande River. As remote as this was, we could only imagine who used this site.
A peaceful section of the Rio Grand River is viewed from a one-lane dirt road. Across the river is Mexico. Around the bend came our surprise. There were several pickup trucks blocking the road and rowboats on the river bank, with men loading the trucks. They appeared surprised to see us, and we felt the same about them. They ran to the far side of the front truck and ducked down. I put our truck into reserve gear and went as fast as we could go backward. Time to go home.
On the way home, we saw this sign to Chinati Hot Springs, so we decided to take a little detour. Heck, it's only seven miles out of our way.
Now it only six miles.
Getting closer – only three miles.
We arrived and they let us look around, well sort of. We just had to avoid the areas with paying guests. It all appeared very rustic, but actually, the rooms were very nicely furnished. The hot spring looked much as we expected.