Exploring Mustang Island

While in the neighborhood we explored Mustang Island a bit to kill some time and have a look around.   Much has changed since I was last here as a kid.  The long stretches of wetlands, sand and dunes have all become colorful pastel beach houses and fancy hotels.    All of these houses, no two painted the same color, remind me of pictures of some port towns I’ve seen in New England, Iceland and the Mediterranean pretty neat.

This is just for my friend Kody, it’s not too often we see anyone who’s name is spelled this way.

Well we had an unfortunate mishap during all of this after getting back to Port Aransas in the dark…

One of my auxiliary lights mounts sheared off from the many thousands of miles of vibrations and got caught between the front tire and fender.   With a loud crunching noise it spit out the front of the fender but not before mangling both the light and my fender!  The fender ended up with a pronounced crease down the whole length with cracked paint on the edges.  These edges are now rusted with most of the paint flaked off.