We left the hotel about 8:45 on Monday morning in a group of 5 Model A's. The skies looked a bit threatening, but it never rained all day.
The way these tours work is your time is your own. You are given directions for the roads to travel to get to a destination.
Our first destination was Dick's Automobile Museum a short distance from New Braunfels. It was a great sight to pull up and see so many Model A's.
There was even a Hillbilly A truck parked right next to the entrance.
We enjoyed a cowboy breakfast of coffee and egg and sausage or egg and bacon burritos all while being educated by a gentleman on the benefits of a particular insulation product for Model A's and other applications. It was my lucky morning, as I won one of the great door prizes!
We spent a couple of hours wandering around the wonderful museum. John had a pleasant surprise. Many years ago, 1975, he and a friend from work were driving from Chicago to South Bend, Indiana. We were living in South Bend, at the time. Just about to come into South Bend, he saw an old farmer out in a pasture with a Duesenberg. So they decided to stop to talk with the man. It turned out that his name was Homer Fidderling and he needed some help to move around a few Duesenbergs in a barn. Of course, they very eagerly agreed to help him push around the massive cars. One of the cars had a history which was most interesting. It had been dropped into the ocean while being moved from a ship to a dock, but because the body was made of aluminum and would not rust, it was rescued from the salty sea and restored. This very car was in Dick's Automobile Museum. Below is a photo of the car with John.
Soon we were off for Johnson City. This is where the LBJ Museum is located. It is set in the rolling hills near Wimberly, which was our next destination. Wimberly is a very artsy community. There are many shops selling beautiful sculptural glass made in the town's glass studio. We enjoyed a great lunch at the Cedar Creek Cafe of chicken fried steak, a Texas favorite. There were A's everywhere!
Soon we were back on the road headed for Marble Falls. Over the rolling hills we drove. We drove through ranches and over riverbeds. I can remember in the early 1970's the riverbeds weren't paved, but today, they are. But, they still are subject to flooding - in other words, no bridges!
We stopped for the night in Marble Falls. It had been a day full of fun driving the A's through the Texas countryside.
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