A javelina gets a whiff of my lens as I stand against the wind2010-03-04:
Today we moved from Terlingua RV park to Cottonwood Camp.
Cottonwood is a boondocking camp, no hookups and no generators allowed. For this very reason, it is super nice, quiet, and almost all the spaces are under the shade of huge Cottonwood trees. The Rio Grande river is just a spit away form the camp.
The Silver Whale at Cottonwood campHere we came across a new threat: Javelinas.
Parks along the Rockies have pesky Bears. Warnings about not leaving anything remotely resembling food out are all over in every park, because the Bears will get it. Here in Big Bend, Javelinas are the number one threat to your Twinkies and Doritos. I need to write Steven Colbert and ask him to include Javelinas in his “Threat Down” list of things destroying America.
Around 5pm in the camp, we got the Javelina Rush Hour. They come across the campground looking for fresh grass, and they do not seem to mind the campers. The only thing that seems to rial them up is pets...dogs, cats.
Javelina rush hour at Cottonwood
Beware of Javelina!
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4 comments:
Cottonwood looks beautiful. We drove past it on our way to Santa Elena Canyon. It's also the area we saw the only javelinas during our time at Big Bend. Wonder if it's the same crew that went through your campground!
That is funny! Maybe those Javelinas are regulars at the camp!
Here's a poem from my first trip to Big Bend Park in November 2004
The moon's rising high over the chisos.
My fingers once broken now crack*.
I eat my supper of beans and doritos.
While the javalinas make slow moving tracks.
*Earlier in the year I broke my fingers while trail running at Walnut Creek park, and I had finally gotten the pins removed (ouch) and was able to crack my knuckles again :)
Nice poem! It rimes and speaks to the Big Bend experience.
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