Rockport, TX...

I took a drive down to Rockport about a month ago, and am just getting around to posting on it. Rockport is right on the coast and sits about 30 miles northeast of Corpus Christi and about 200 miles southwest of Galveston...and is about 170 miles from where I live. I've been to Galveston and Corpus...as well as South Padre Island...so I figured it was time to check out something new. Before I get to that, I passed a farm of these along the way...

(By the way, that's sorghum in the field below.) I think wind turbines are pretty cool, and will never forget the time I was visiting a friend in San Francisco, and we drove over a hill and there were literally thousands of these things blanketing the countryside. It was a pretty awesome sight. There weren't nearly as many off Highway 181 in Texas, but they were still impressive. I got outside of my car to take the above picture, and could only hear the "swoosh-swoosh" as the fins circled around in the wind. While impressive at a distance, they're pretty overwhelming when you're standing close to one. And you can appreciate their size when you see one of the fins being transported by truck like in this picture I took on a trip back from Corpus.

Okay, so on to Rockport. As I approached the coast, I saw this little area where people were stopping to fish, so I stopped to check it out.

Did you ever wonder where sea gulls would sit if there weren't posts in the water?

Here's a view of the very long bridge you have to go over to get into Rockport. Actually, you get to Fulton first...it's kind of a hyphenated Rockport-Fulton deal because the two towns are right next to each other.

So here I am looking at that sand (actually, more like coarse rock) bar out there and I'm thinking I'll walk over there through the water.

Between where I parked my car and the above picture, this is what I found along the way. Eeewww...

Double eeewwww...

Oh, wow...major eeewww! (I can't look at one of these anymore without thinking of Steve Irwin...sad.) I'm digressing.

But, you know me...I'm always ready for a little adventure and have trekked across rocky beaches in Akumal infested with flesh-eating vines (well, I'm not absolutely sure they were flesh-eating). So, here I am with my toes in the sand (coarse rock), wading out to the sand (coarse rock) bar. The whole time, I am scanning the area for jellyfish and stingrays.

Well, I didn't make it out to the sand bar because it took about a foot-and-a-half dip right at the end and I didn't want to get my pants all wet. Call me a woos, but I hadn't brought along a change of clothing.

So, here I am back on the road driving towards Rockport. They have these long piers all along this drive...obviously a big boating area.

Close-up of the above picture...

The houses were cute and of course I liked the colors...


Then you have the pricier ones that sit alongside the water...

These were some cute condos that sat right across the road from the water. One was for sale and the information sheet on the sign said it was around $250,000.

Speaking of home prices, here are some others for sale. A steal-of-a-deal at $595,000...AND it has room for my horses...

A little pricier at $2,250,000...and it's not even on the water. I'd rather be on the water than on the golf course.

And, finally...a Texas ranch with 2,747 acres. You, too, can own a little part of Texas for only $9,632,200.

So, I'm driving around and I see this sign to a little community of homes. "Bahia" is the Spanish word for "bay". So, would this be like "Bay Bay"? Kind of redundant, if you ask me.

Do you think the trees are affected by the coastal winds here? Just asking...


I was really surprised when I actually arrived in Rockport to find that it's a quaint little town without the large hotel chains and restaurants. It has more of a "New England" feeling with the fishing boats and smaller hotels. There are some places along the docks where you can get fresh shrimp and bait...



I walked out on this very lengthy pier...

Here's looking back the other way...

Whoa! I suddenly felt like I was in Mexico!

Rockport has a little downtown area that consists of the typical gift shops and galleries...

They never want you to take photographs in these places, but I always manage to take a few on the sly. Strange...not really my style.

Okay...nice colors. You'd probably find these in the $595,000 house for sale previously mentioned with the horse features.

And photography. Oh, look! They've used the "catching the sun" feature. I've never seen that before...haha! I DO like the colorful sun over the photographs, however.

One of the things I liked best about Rockport was the fact that 90% of the hotels were just little "mom and pop" places you'd find along roads like Route 66. (Sidebar: One bad thing about that is that some of them looked like probably hadn't been updated since they were built back in the 1950s.) Anyway, there was definitely a nostalgia about it, and considering that all of these places had "No Vacancy" signs out front, they were obviously still popular.




This was one of the more upscale hotels which was right on the water and runs over $200 a night.

And a pretty posh little resort. The sign says, "You Deserve Some R&R." I googled the place and couldn't find anything on it other than that it's for sale. Maybe someone is trying to turn it into a kind of spa. And even though I always think I could use some R&R, I think I'd rather spend it in Mexico.

When I'm on the coast, I always try to look for a restaurant that overlooks the water. This is not easy in Texas. Between Galveston, Corpus, South Padre Island and now Rockport, almost NO restaurants sit close enough so that you can look out on the Gulf of Mexico. To me, that is part of the charm of a coastal town. This is the only one I could find while I was in Rockport.

And here was my view. Kind of a generic canal view, but definitely better than nothing.

My Dos Equis...as I wait for my...

...shrimp. When I asked, the waitress said they were humongous (her actual words), but when they came, I wasn't impressed.

As a close-up, they look a little more humongous.

So, that was Rockport, Texas. I'd definitely go back to spend a few days in one of those cute little motels. They do have a beach area where you have to pay $4 a day, but I didn't check it out.

On my way back, I saw this sign in someone's yard. I guess whoever lives there decided nothing else needed to be said?

ROAD TRIP!! Galveston...

First off, I'm not going to go into great detail about the end of the insurance saga, except for the fact that we won. I do want to thank everyone who sent comments, suggestions and personal e-mails. Even though the other driver was adamant about her innocence, the police report and proof of damage to Jon's vehicle said otherwise, and her insurance company accepted liability. It wasn't so much about the money for me...it was more about the justice. So the result was semi-satisfying considering that it took a month. It was a very weary-ing experience to say the least. Now we have the overwhelmingly fun job of looking for another inexpensive vehicle for Jon. Personally, I think I'd rather have a sharp stick in my eye.

One good thing is that the insurance company did finally give me this little sporty job to tool around in for a week.

Since I've been house-bound for the past four weekends because I let Jon use my car to get to his jobs, I decided to take advantage of the unlimited miles and go down to Galveston to check it out. I've never been there and since I love the ocean, I grabbed my camera and took to the road. Mapquest said it would take about 3-1/2 hours to get there. They didn't take into account stopping and taking pictures every 20 miles or so, however. (Those will be posted on another blog post.) I didn't get there until about 3:00, so I drove around to familiarize myself with the area.

Here is the big hotel zone there. Most of the hotels are across the road from the beach. The walkway you see here stretches for quite a few miles along the southern coast. It's nice...kind of reminds me of the walkway in Corpus Christi, only longer. It was a little chilly, so no one was in the water. I don't even know if you can actually swim here.

Several statues along the walk.

This is what it looks like across the road from the walkway. There are many large motels along the road...I'm sure they do a bustling business in the summer.

There was a guy playing the bongos for money.

I love these guys because they're all facing the same way and look they're ready to go for a jog down the beach.

I wanted to see what other parts of Galveston offered so I turned inland and found these beauties. Now this is real southern charm, grandeur and history.

Here's one with a widow's walk. You don't see those anymore.

There's such incredible detail in these places.

Okay, so now on to the not-so-good. Hurricane Ike hit Galveston in early September. After driving around, you would have thought it hit last week. There is still MUCH devastation even after five months. The buildings on the beach obviously sufffered the most damage.

A lot of these establishments are closed and don't look like they're even being repaired. These places are along the walkway.

Damaged homes were abundant.

This one doesn't look damaged, but I had to include it because it reminded me of...

...this place on Isla...

This one probably left the biggest impression on me. It's on the far western side of the walkway in a community of similar homes. How crazy is it that the winds tore the roof and wall off this house, but the furniture, TV and bed linens are still in tact?

Many large apartment complexes were deserted.

And big piles of scrap and debris were all over the island.

As were boats. I don't know if these boats were where the wind happened to blow them, or whether they were put there. But they definitely didn't belong there.

I ended up staying overnight because I got there so late and was way too tired to drive back. All of the inland hotels I checked were full, but I managed to get a room at the La Quinta for a very reasonable price considering it was across the street from the beach. So this was my view on my walk the next morning.

When I visited Corpus Christi last year, I was really turned off by the brown water with lots of "stuff" in it. The water here seemed much cleaner and not so brown. Though it wasn't "Isla blue," it was still the Gulf of Mexico.

I walked further west on the walkway and saw a pier that was no more.

This is what that same pier looked like near the shore. From a distance, I could see the truck (you can barely see it in the picture on the far right) and thought that maybe someone was working there on the repairs.

As I got closer, I could see that that truck wasn't going anywhere soon.

Going even further west, I came along a community that was obviously a little more well off. These places looked like they had no damage whatsoever. My guess is that they had the money to make any necessary repairs right away, as opposed to many people who didn't.

You're supposed to be able to cross a long tollbridge at the west end of the island onto the mainland. I got to the bridge, but the toll booth was closed...although the bridge was open. I drove across the bridge and came to a "Road Closed" sign at the other side. You could drive around the sign and I saw other people driving around, so I continued on. As I drove down the road, I saw signs that said, "Continue at your own risk," then saw this...

The double yellow lines are supposed to be the middle of the road...which is falling away. Needless to say, I turned around and went back. I don't think Enterprise would have been very understanding if I had lost their car to a crumbling highway...at my own risk.

All in all, it was a pretty depressing trip. I wish I could have seen it before Ike. Now it's like there's a pall over the island with a feel of imminent death. There are MANY business places that are closed and empty with the probability that they won't be back. There's also a quietness about the place which is heavy. You drive by deserted homes with curtains blowing in the breeze through broken windows, and gutted office buildings with the remains of furniture strewn about. None of these places look like they're going to be repaired any time soon...especially with today's economy. There are many billboards advertising help with insurance problems...and lots of hand-drawn signs advertising construction and repair work.

Who would not want to wake up with a beautiful ocean view every morning?

But these people have paid a huge price by doing so...and many will obviously not recover what they have lost. How sad.