Texas Isn't All Bad...

Okay. So. We went to Texas. In October 2011, we loaded our cameras and Mountain Dew into the new baby car and drove it like we stole it from Maryland to Texas in less than two days. The goal, as usual, was to photograph lighthouses and whatever else we found. Above, the car refuses to set foot in Texas. She relented. Eventually. Texas.

Heading southwest from the brief nightmare that was Houston, this Kansas City Southern train paced us for a while along US Rt. 59. We were quickly losing daylight, so it's not my best railfan work, but it is my first train shot in Texas. Texas.

Car. Growling at the Texas cotton fields. Texas.

Thunderheads are bigger in Texas. Texas.

Cow with horns! Texas.

This one's mostly for Mom, who dearly misses Rehoboth Beach's Purple Parrot. We're in Port Isabel, not far from the Texas-Mexico border on the Gulf. Texas.

Boom. Our first light. Point/Port Isabel. Not easy to shoot with all the people climbing all over it, and we could do without the streamers and signage advertising some town festival-y thing, but it is beautifully-restored and kept. Texas.

Still shooting film, too! Black & White, even. Texas.

Gulf-bound oil tanker passing Port Isabel. Texas.

The Queen Isabel Causeway, linking Port Isabel with the southern end of South Padre Island. Texas.

Much more to come. We followed the Gulf Coast north and east through Texas (Texas.), Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama and the Florida panhandle. Come with us! Texas.