Got up and at um this morning.
Maybe you were wondering what was next. We headed north, sucka.
Some typical dirt of the area.
And some inevitable pavement.
We got back on some dirt, and it was getting better and better.
Rolled a bit of wheelie passing the powerful weestrom.
The road was deteriorating beautifully but I knew that probably meant we had just kissed a frog but didn’t know it yet. Sure enough. Oh well, it happens. Rolled back to some pavement and ran into town.
I was just going to buzz in/out of the next town….but something caught my eye when making the route. Hmmm, sniff sniff. I smell something that needs lookin at.
Presidio San Saba was built in 1757 by Don Diego Ortiz Parrilla…..If memory serves I think this is what Don Diego looked like:
Presidio San Saba is quite a bit older than the typical “settlement” forts I have checked out from the 1800s. But this wasn’t us, it was put here to protect Spanish interests in the region of the Southern Plains in the mid 1700s. This was the largest physically of its kind at the time in the Texas region and was manned with 300 soldiers.
This was a prison/fort subsidized by the Spanish Crown for three reasons….to protect nearby Mission Santa Cruz de San Saba (there to convert Apaches), to verify reports of sliver deposits and to protect the Spanish border from risks of Indian attacks. The mission was burned down in 1758 by a large group of 1500 “northerners” comprised of Comanche/Wichita/Kitsai/Caddo tribes….riding Spanish horses and armed with French guns. They thought the Apaches were there, which they weren’t cause they didn’t like the mission. So they just burned the place down and killed the people that were there….2 priests, 4 soldiers and two mission residents.
This was the only mission that was destroyed by Native Americans. The Comanche considered it a great victory, the Spanish not so much. In 1759 in retaliation the Spanish government authorized Don Diego to attack the Comanche, I think he put on his black suit for that. Over 600 soldiers from as far away as San Luis Potosi/Coahuila/Sierra Gorda, along with Apache allies, killed 55 warriors and took 150 prisoners. The Spanish were eventually pushed back when they attacked a heavily fortified Wichita village along the Red River. The Spanish suffered 19 dead and the troops retreated leaving two cannons in the hands of the Comanche. Eventually the Presidio was abandoned by the Viceroy of New Spain in 1772 due to the lack of silver riches. Seems locals used the rocks from the presidio for their construction in town and cowboys used the rocks to make fences along the San Saba River for Great Western Trail cattle drives a hundred years later. In 1936 the Texas Centennial Commission paid to have the fort reconstructed. The ruins you see are from that era reconstruction, built on historic footings/wall sections.
Sorry to ramble….just some cool history that went down here that I wouldn’t know anything about if it weren’t for this little rando ride today. Thought others might enjoy it. Not often I get into the 1700s with my history lessons around these parts. And another place Jim Bowie hung out.
With Indians and Spaniards on the brain doing patrols in this area once upon a time……I was patrolling new to me dirt with the Super Enduro. That always feels good. The FM road turned to dirt, little later dead end sign. I figured that was for Corollas and KLRs. Or the old bridge is out trick. Have to try right?
I poked through some barricade looking stuff and then parked the bike to walk it. It was precarious but yet inviting?
Come on boys, we got this.
Maybe? Think positive thoughts….I think floods washed out the old county road gravel. Guessed my way……
…….across to where the county road picked back up again. We made it. Happy happy!
Next piece of dirt was heading north towards Eden. We got pretty far into it and then the road started getting crappy (good) and I figured we were about to french kiss another frog.
Sure enough, frogged. We backtracked and might have scouted a work around, but we guessed at fuel range and we wouldn’t make it. We headed for a gas pump. First we had a cattle guard jump competition. The winner is based on overall sexiness. You be the judge…..but……
Thinking back, I wish we had setup a camera for Bmullex casing the wee….would have been cool! But we rolled into town and gassed up, then headed east, tried to start back south and kissed another dang frog, right on the ribbit.
Enough, just grabbed some slab. I’ve come to learn Jim Bowie was an active feller. I think I’m going to do some deeper dives on him.
Crossed back over the San Saba and back in semi-familiar territory. My Aunt grew up in Hext in the 50s and 60s farming and ranching. While the world sure has changed a lot in that span of time, Hext hasn’t much. The community was originally called Moringo when it was settled in the 1870s. When they went to establish a post office in 1895, that name was already taken so they went with one of the original settlers, Joseph Hext. The town peaked around 1914 when it had 125 residents, two general stores, a hotel, cotton gin and a Church of Christ organized in 1904. I didn’t see any hotels. We stopped at the little cafe and talked to the older lady, Pat, that runs runs the place, super nice people. We just drank some cold gatorades but the cheeseburger she made for another customer looked pretty good. Future stop will be made.
We head south and stop in London. I like this little town. About the size that agrees with me. Maybe there is some mental stimulation to be had here.
Starts off decent, London Town materialized around 1880 when a former Union officer named Len Lewis moved to the area to trade horses. Post office opened in 1892. By 1930 population was up to 360 (take that Hext!)….but dang depression knocked it back by half. Present day 180. Former Texas governor from 1941-1947 Coke Stevenson lived here as a child. I was starting to get historically warmed up. Led me down a jaguar hole, you heard me. The below jaguar was killed in London Texas in 1909. Worth the read.
https://wildtexashistory.com/london-texas-jaguar-1909/
We just got some ice cream and moved on. After I drooled over the Willys truck.
Last bit of dirt….we were headed for the barn.
Next up, Yates Crossing. Yates began as a crossing for cattle herds on the Llano River. Joseph Yates applied for a post office which was granted in 1907. The ford was called the Beef Trail Crossing and was part of a feeder trail to the Western Trail used by ranchers from Bandera, Edwards, Kerr, Kimble, Medina, Real and Uvalde counties. Huge herds of cattle made the crossing from the 1860s through 1880s. The town’s anchor was a store and gas station (private property now). The population of Yates peaked with 51 residents in the 1930s. Go Hext!
LlanoMano seems pleased and reporting good things from the T7. It has my eye, I think it is a good modern platform for an adventurer looking for actual adventure. But…..what about that Super Enduro?
Bmullex seems pleased enough with the economics of the WeeStrom. But make no mistake, he is expertly collecting field data….scheming a future upgrade. Ohhh the excitement.
Time for some fellowship and cold stuff.
Yabadabbadoo
Night night!