Home is Where we Hook-up

Our space rent in Brownsville was due, and all of our errands were done so we decided to hit the road and go recreate on the beautiful, little, narrow island that is South Padre. I’d never heard of it, and was anxious to see what everyone was talking about.

We reached the 34 mile long island via a causeway bridge from Port Isabella. In the same afternoon that we arrived, we had driven the length and back on the single road…just to get our bearings. The northern end of the island has long stretches of dunes along the sides of the road, covered in various types of turf and grass, looks something like what I have seen of pictures of Cape Cod and other eastern shorelines.

We parked the motorhome, made turkey sandwiches and walked along the undeveloped stretches of beach. A flock of seagulls flew just over our heads, begging for sandwich. Keith obliged by tossing bits into the air and we could watch the impressive aerobatics – they never missed. I don’t remember the last time I strolled along a nearly deserted beach, I don’t suspect this place will stay this way for long. (and I know come Spring Break, the words deserted wouldn’t even come to mind…)

Our RV spot is inside the gated beach park, Isla Blanca. With the exception of the sticker burrs (think goat-heads on steroids) it was a fabulous location. We arrived on a Saturday, 13 days after leaving Bishop, and had paid to stay until the coming Tuesday.

Our neighbors a few spaces down, Ron and Jude (Hi you guys 🙂 )from Penticton, B.C., were in a very similar scenario as we were. Like us, they had purchased a new, used RV to travel through Mexico and on to Belize. They were not waiting on the vehicle title, but were trying to sort out some of the insurance options. Belize comprehensive insurance is not affordable. That tidbit is why we chose the squeaskter, instead of putting a camper on our truck. For us they wanted $3200, of which they would refund an unused portion after we left…wouldn’t happen.

I had such a nice time visiting with these two, we could really commiserate with each other on our journeys and speculate what’s ahead. As I mentioned previously, all the people we meet along the way is a very special part of our trip. I do believe Ron and Jude will be hanging their kites in South Padre very shortly and getting underway. It’s a small world, and Belize is a very tiny country – I will not be surprised at all if we cross paths in the future.