Canyon Lake

We took our first trip on the motorcycle to Canyon Lake this weekend. We left Friday at noon, in the midst of a day of showers. We got rained on during the three hour trip (thank goodness for rain suits) but it wasn't too bad. Rain does make the driver nervous, as well as the passenger!! We ate dinner that night in a teeny little town called Clear Springs, where the only restaurant serves the most scrumptious, huge stacks of onion rings, catfish, hushpuppies, and Greg even gave the cole slaw kudos as well. The cabin we stayed in was primitive, but clean. A huge thunderstorm came through that night so Greg was up early to dry off the bike for our day's travels. The Guadalupe River was running strong but there were still many "toobers" floating along.