Up and have quick breakfast and the Denice and I head for Mustang Island. John and Brenda "Take a Rain Check" on the invitation to join us, so we are on our own. To get to Mustang Island the road crosses the Red Fish Bay. From Aransas Pass across the Aransas Bay is on a high bridge and causeway to a channel Island. Then you must get on a short ferry ride of probably less than one half mile across the shipping channel. About 6 small ferries work continuously transporting about a dozen cars at a time in each direction. Once across here we drove through the town of Port Aransas, an interesting little town. Certainly a tourist type merchant base. We may want to return there another day and search out some of the interesting spots. A couple of miles out of town we elected to get onto the beach. It appears that every few miles the is access to the beaches. 
We actually expected the beaches to be much busier than they were. A fair amount of people were there but I guess Spring break is over so most of the young peple have gone back to school by now. 
We drove about 10 miles down the sandy beach, taking interesting photos as we went. But once you have seen 1 mile of the beach, the next mile is just a repeat of the last. After 10 miles we returned to the main highway that is still only 1/2 mile off the beach. We contunued south an crossed from Mustang Island to Padre Island, only over a small short bridge. A small town is here, but it is actually part of Corpus Christi. 
Travelled on south to our destination of Padre Island National Seashore. Stopped at the Visitor Center, were we were able to but some junk food for lunch. Went another couple of miles until the road came to an end, and then we were on the beach again. Only went a mile or so and then parked facing the water where we ate our lunch. Tide was coming in, and although there is not more than a couple of feet difference from high to low, by the time we were finished our sandwiches, pop, and chips, water was lapping at our front wheels. Of course Denice was nervous about this. Maybe it would undermine our tires, and then wash us away -----. 
We could have continued on south for nearly 50 miles on the beach, to the Mansfield Shipping Channel between Padre and South Padre, that we had driven part way to last year when we were vacationing on the South Padre Island. Anyway we had seen enough, so returned to Corpus Christi, over another very large high bridge. I wanted to drive the seashore of Corpus, so took the first right street. Well, that was the wrong one. Ended up at a Naval Base Security Check in. Guard reasonable and allowed us to turn around inside the gate. Resolved best just to follow freeway that our Jeeps GPS was indicating. One more high long bridge out of Corpus across Corpus Bay and then follow Highway 35 home - enough for today. 
Didn't know what to have for supper, so when John and Brenda suggested we go out we were all in agreement. Decided to try "Crabbin" just down the road. Food was OK. Denice tried a soft shelled Crab appetizer - Same food the Whooping Crane eats while down here, I have Cajun Catfish, Denice Grilled Catfish, John, crawfish, Brenda, shrimp and angel hair pasta. Brenda says, best meal she has ever had. Isn't that right Brenda??
We actually expected the beaches to be much busier than they were. A fair amount of people were there but I guess Spring break is over so most of the young peple have gone back to school by now. We drove about 10 miles down the sandy beach, taking interesting photos as we went. But once you have seen 1 mile of the beach, the next mile is just a repeat of the last. After 10 miles we returned to the main highway that is still only 1/2 mile off the beach. We contunued south an crossed from Mustang Island to Padre Island, only over a small short bridge. A small town is here, but it is actually part of Corpus Christi. Travelled on south to our destination of Padre Island National Seashore. Stopped at the Visitor Center, were we were able to but some junk food for lunch. Went another couple of miles until the road came to an end, and then we were on the beach again. Only went a mile or so and then parked facing the water where we ate our lunch. Tide was coming in, and although there is not more than a couple of feet difference from high to low, by the time we were finished our sandwiches, pop, and chips, water was lapping at our front wheels. Of course Denice was nervous about this. Maybe it would undermine our tires, and then wash us away -----. We could have continued on south for nearly 50 miles on the beach, to the Mansfield Shipping Channel between Padre and South Padre, that we had driven part way to last year when we were vacationing on the South Padre Island. Anyway we had seen enough, so returned to Corpus Christi, over another very large high bridge. I wanted to drive the seashore of Corpus, so took the first right street. Well, that was the wrong one. Ended up at a Naval Base Security Check in. Guard reasonable and allowed us to turn around inside the gate. Resolved best just to follow freeway that our Jeeps GPS was indicating. One more high long bridge out of Corpus across Corpus Bay and then follow Highway 35 home - enough for today. Didn't know what to have for supper, so when John and Brenda suggested we go out we were all in agreement. Decided to try "Crabbin" just down the road. Food was OK. Denice tried a soft shelled Crab appetizer - Same food the Whooping Crane eats while down here, I have Cajun Catfish, Denice Grilled Catfish, John, crawfish, Brenda, shrimp and angel hair pasta. Brenda says, best meal she has ever had. Isn't that right Brenda??
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