so long summer. even though we are still hitting those triple digit temperatures here in texas the nights are getting cooler and the fall winds are beginning to blow.
we set our sights west to the us/mexico border, with plans of kayaking and camping. driving along the desolate border are where the rio grande splits the two countries we spent the day surveying every entry point we could find off the highway. after finding the perfect spot we packed up our gear and hit the water.
spending several hours exploring and swimming we found the perfect spot to set up camp for the night. paddling through the canyon bends a patch of lush green grass presented itself in the distance, an oasis of color in a limestone filled area.
just as we were about to set up our tent we noticed some very ominous clouds in the distance, accompanied by a nonstop barrage of lighting strikes. this being texas, we assumed the storm would dissipate before it reached us, but when the winds picked up we knew it was headed right for us.
a quick decision to pack it up and head back to the launching point was made. paddling furiously we reached the shore just as the skies began to open up, dumping more rain and lighting on us than we've seen in a long time. a reminder that the seasons are about to change.