Fort Davis

On the way to Fort Davis
A shop in Fort Davis

Fort Davis was a short, stunning drive from Martha. We wanted to go horseback riding, so we visited the Prude Ranch. Unfortunately their stables are closed on Sundays and Mondays, but the lady still gave Morgane a couple of apples and let her feed the horses. She liked petting the horses and they seemed to like her as well. Maybe because she smelled like apples?

Morgane and her favourite horse.
Hello you!

Since we have a national park pass, we decided to visit Fort Davis. It was well worth it! Morgane got to do the junior ranger program and she got a gold badge.

Fort Davis

Ghis finally got to climb to the top of the mountain and see the view – he’s been frustrated that all of the land in Texas seems to be private and fenced.

Where's... Ghis-o?
Morgane hits the hay in the barracks. The mattress really is hay.
The soldiers who lived here were born as slaves. These playing cards have no numbers and were made to teach them to count.

One Reply to “Fort Davis”

  1. Your travels, these days, make me think of two movies: Thelma and Louise and Paris, Texas!

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