water stops (when water could be found) for Walter.
Only 10 miles to Waurika. Hwy 81 quiet on a Sunday, huge wide flat
grassy shoulders.
There.s a vet clinic in Waurika and Walter needs a current health
certificate to travel (we snuck in over the bridge). Decided to cut
the day short; have lunch at a real sit-down cafe and find the night's
mule lodgings.
At cafe, found seat by window, ran back out to unpack Walter & loosen
his cinch, came in, sat down & ordered. There were a few other follks
at tables who barely looked up when I came in.
Turns out one of those couples had anonymously paid for my lunch...
its always hard being a stranger in a strange town, and that sure
heartened my day! I didnt feel so alone.
The workers/owners at the cafe got on the phone and found me and
Walter a good camp tonite. Me in tent in RV park and Walter next to me
with horse for company in 2-acre pasture.
Peaceful evening, off to Sonic for a chocolate milkshake now...
tent is little red dot to left of tree Walter's pasture is right behind it |
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