Friday, February 13, 2026

High as a Kite

This morning when the sun rose, it wasn’t foggy.  Still some sort of light mist in the air but not socked in like yesterday.  So I actually got to see the sun come up.  It popped out of the clouds on the horizon and immediately started warming the day.


We took a long bike ride on the beach earlier today to beat the tide.  This time we made it all the way to Mustang Island State Park, ten miles south of here.  In the morning, the beach wasn’t so crowded with vehicles and fishermen with their lines stretched across the beach, however, the ride was made a little less pleasant by the large road graders grooming the sand and pushing it towards the water.  Anywhere the graders had been was unsuitable for bike riding as the sand was disturbed.  On the way back, at least three areas had been completely groomed all the way to the water’s edge, and we were forced to ride in the surf to keep on firm sand.  It made a real mess out of the bikes.


We’ve noticed that the wind always seems to be blowing here.  And on a warm day it helps keep things cool in the RV when all the windows are open.  Even late into the night, the wind is blowing, this steady offshore breeze that enhances sleep at night.

We’ve noticed another thing this wind is good for: kite flying.  A steady wind is ideal for kites and there have been some flying every day we’ve been here.  Today there were a LOT of them, most of them flying all day long, strung out and tied to stakes in the sand.  When we were on a walk this evening, we walked by some of the larger ones, and there was a trailer parked there with a logo that said ​Kites in the Field over Texas.​  In it were lots of packed up kites and accessories. They didn’t appear to be selling anything and when we looked them up later on, their Facebook page said ​Kites in the Field over Texas main goal is to promote the enjoyment of flying kites.  It’s a great activity and makes for a beautiful picture on the beach.

After lunch we biked into town to check out some more of the 8 Wonders of Port-A.  The Farley Boat Works was closed, so we couldn’t see boat-building in action. The Chapel on the Dunes is a tiny chapel and sits on one of the highest points on the island (which isn’t saying much).  It is often used for weddings--very small weddings--as it will only fit 22 with some standing.  The inside of this chapel is painted with murals that depict the Old Testament on one side and the New Testament on the other side.



And, lastly, the Tarpon Inn is the oldest surviving structure on Mustang Island, built in 1886 using lumber from Civil War barracks.

Having seen these we returned to the RV and made dinner.  It only took about six miles on the bikes to see them all.

Dinner was hamburgers using Wagyu beef that we found at H-E-B.  It has a higher fat content than ordinary ground beef, which made a real mess of the grill, but, it was oh so good.  This is more expensive than regular ground beef--this package was seven dollars for two patties but it was immensely enjoyable.  We’ll have to pick up more of these on the way home.


Add to this the Texas grapefruits and we have been eating well.  We love coming here during grapefruit season and enjoying a half grapefruit at nearly every meal.  We found a couple particularly large ones at the last H-E-B we were at, grapefruits nearly the size of a small beach ball and so tasty.  We’ll be sad to leave that behind once we turn towards home.

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