Red River, etc.

It was raining when we arrived in Red River, the first they’d had for a while. It was more than an afternoon mountain shower and I was concerned there would be more during our stay. Fortunately, the days were clear until we left on Friday. It is the last time Kaylee and Rebecca will be able to fish in the 12-and-under pond but they seemed to get enough on Tuesday. Sophia and Vivian fished Tuesday and Wednesday and, while they had nibbles, Vivian caught the only two. One of them was the biggest (over 15 inches) fish I’ve seen in that pond while the second one was the size (less than 10 inches) we normally catch. With the big one, there was enough fish for anyone who wanted it on Thursday evening. Aside from the big fish, it was an uneventful week, just the way we like it.  Abigail was Aaron’s guest when his folks took them to  the Broadmore Hotel in Colorado Springs to celebrate Aaron’s graduation.  She wanted to reciprocate so Aaron came with us to Red River but had to stay in the old folks condo.  There was plenty of room and he claimed to have had a good time, even sent us thankyou note for letting come along, but Abigail took a big chance subjecting him to me for four days.

Keeters in Red River
Rebecca, Kaylee and Sophia take a load off.

SA was as hot and dry as we left it when we got home Friday. The weekend held the possibility of rain but the latest radar showed the storm missing Amarillo Friday night. It was wrong. It started raining about 10 o’clock that evening, continued through the night and noon Saturday for a total of 1.71 inches plus another .03 Saturday night. It was mostly a slow soaker, just what we needed. The powers that be called a rain-out for our 4th of July get- together on SA and moved it to the San Jacinto academy cafeteria. Terry Lopez works there and pulled some strings. As it turned out, we probably could have managed on SA because the sun was shinning all afternoon.

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Red River 2018

  • Red River 2018


As the Red River Fourth of July parade shuffled by, I was sitting in my lawn chair surrounded by wife, daughters and granddaughters, all of us arrayed in our Homegrown Keeter Produce t-shirts.  I was minding my own business and taking it all in when the Citizens Against Violence (CAV) float came along.  It was really just a pickup with some bunting draped on it and there were several women in the bed waving to the crowd lining the route.  As the float drew even with us one of the women leveled her water gun at me with gleeful malice. Continue reading “Red River 2018”

Red River

daughters and granddaughtersWe enjoyed our 10th (+/-?) annual trip to Red River, at least this we did.  There were the usual activities; fishing, hiking, swimming, movies and ice cream.  We did not bother the fish, though not for lack of trying.  The ladies were disappointed at not getting a single nibble but that’s the way it goes sometimes.  They gave it a pretty good effort and, when that failed, they took it out on the swimming pool.  Vivian did her best but finally had to bail on the hike along the nature trail that winds around and up and down the side of the mountains along the river.  It’s a bit much for a five-year old.  Kaylee didn’t go because her tummy was unsettled but Sophia and Rebecca stuck it out and now can lay claim to having conquered the infamous Red River nature trail. Continue reading “Red River”