One of the pleasures of getting older is watching and participating as Scott takes the lead on adventures outdoors. This past fall, winter and spring, Scott has invited me to join him in fishing and kayaking adventures. Although my legs are not as strong as they used to be, I always accept the invitation even when I anticipate hiking will be difficult. I simply don't want to miss a chance to be with him, just the two of us. He always checks on his old man to make sure I am ok. I will share some of the kayak trips in later episodes. He has recorded several videos on YouTube under Scott's Lale-land Adventures.
This trip to Devil's River was our last this spring. Scott researched the area and had me pack for hiking and fishing and cool weather. We started heading west of San Antonio on US 90 which parallels the US-Mexico border across Texas. The trip was supposed to take 3 1/2 hours. Our first stop was in Castroville for coffee and doughnuts. We had a great breakfast from a Magnolia Bakery in a converted gas station. As we continued west we made another pit stop at the Walmart in Uvalde. I snapped this picture of the names of children and teachers murdered at school less than a year ago.
After a long wait behind traffic accident we finally reached the border town Del Rio Texas and turned north for 40 miles. We then exited the "hard road" for an hour drive down gravel roads to the park containing access to the Devil's River. The river flows from the aquifers in the Texas hill country and flows through the hill country to the Rio Grande.
From the park headquarters, it's another five miles down a gravel road to the parking lot which is another mile hike to the river. Fortunately Scott had us well prepared for this.
As we hiked the cliffs of blackened limestone came into view. The blackened limestone was highlighted by the still older limestone visible where recent rockslides have occurred.
The hike was long, but the cool wind kept us from overheating in this arid climate. The dry stream beds looked to filled with man made pavers, but they are the natural effect of rapidly flowing water, now gone. 
Finally we could see the river .
It was a four hour drive back to San Antonio an it was nightfall by the time we returned home. It was a great day together and I hope we can continue with more adventures in the fall.
We found a couple of places to fish and caught a few small bass. The river was really clear but there were not many access locations. Maybe waders are needed there. We fished several spots and hiked along he river until the path became unpassable. We stopped for some selfies before heading back up the trail.
