
We began our day early with coffee and tea. We had a three mile hike to Devil’s Drinking Hole. It started out to be a bike trail and there were bikes on the trail. When the rock formations began, the bikes ended. The rock climbing was not bad. Good shoes are a must for traction. The older I get, the less I want to fall. I am still recovering from last weeks tumble.
The pink rock that we walked on is called Valley Spring Gneiss (pronounced "nice"). The cracks and crevices supported many different plants. Each step was interesting. How could such a dry place support any form of life? They manage to get a foot hold and with little moisture they survive. We had views into the valley and views up from the valley. People wander and make paths through out the area. 
After breakfast/lunch we walked Pecan Flats named after the pecan trees that grow in the area. There are some really nice tent camping spots on this hike. Jerry and I wander off the path and what should take an hour usually takes us two to three times as much. We walked a road for more than we would like to have walked, and finally came upon the primitive camping area. It was pretty so Jerry took several photos. The rest of the walk was on the pink rock that I am beginning to really like. This is one of the best hikes we have taken so far.
It was a big black and white cat, sitting on the rock and meowing. I meowed back and Jerry warned me about being nice to cats, they follow you home! Did not want that to happen.

After breakfast/lunch we walked Pecan Flats named after the pecan trees that grow in the area. There are some really nice tent camping spots on this hike. Jerry and I wander off the path and what should take an hour usually takes us two to three times as much. We walked a road for more than we would like to have walked, and finally came upon the primitive camping area. It was pretty so Jerry took several photos. The rest of the walk was on the pink rock that I am beginning to really like. This is one of the best hikes we have taken so far.
It was a big black and white cat, sitting on the rock and meowing. I meowed back and Jerry warned me about being nice to cats, they follow you home! Did not want that to happen.

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