On Tuesday, April 13, 2010 I decided to take another scooter excursion after work. This time I was going to take 183 North to 29 West and see what surprises await out that way. Once I hit 20 I decided to keep going North on 183 for some reason. It spoke to me. The four lane paved highway collapsed into a quaint two lane asphalt road surrounded by trees and old houses, it was nice. About 30 minutes into the trip I saw a sign for “Buck Cemetery” at the intersection with CR207 as I was zooming by, again, I was called to. So I turned the scooter around and headed down CR207 looking for Buck Cemetery.
CR207 was a nice quite country looking road with sprawling farms on either side and old dilapidated buildings out in the far edges of the manicured fields. Up in the distance on the left side of the road I was what I thought was a bird lying dead on the side of the road. As got closer I realized it was a deer carcass that had been there long enough for all the neat and wet stuff to be completely cone and the fur to be hardened to a thick armor-like state. The thing I found odd and fascinating about this deer was that it was almost a complete skeleton. The ribcage and spine were intact and the hind quarters were also whole. It looked as if someone, or something (bigfoot?), had peeled this poor deer like a banana.
As I snapped the first picture I was startled by a thunderous gunshot coming from the wood line across the field. It was a loud booming sound, like that of a shotgun or high powered rifle. The sounds of deliverance one again played in my head. I decided to ignore the shot and get a few more photos and as I took the fourth picture the gunshots returned in a steady, rapid fire succession of at least eight more shots. The sound echoed through the woods and birds flocked to the sky and deer from the field scattered so I decided to hop back on the scooter and…go deeper into the unknown.
I continued onwards and saw a sign for the Buck Cemetery pointing to the left down CR202 so I headed down that road until I came across the turnoff for the cemetery. The road was blocked off by a gate, it wasn’t locked or anything, and there was a sign that read something to the effect of “Please keep gate closed at all times. Private Property, use for legitimate cemetery and funeral use only”. So again I debated whether or not to go check out the cemetery and finally decided not to disturb the resting and turned around and continues heading west down CR202.
I approached the end of the road and the metal guardrails and as I was about to turn around I heard running water. I scooted a little further in to find a picturesque view of the San Gabriel river at an old washed out bridge. I parked and locked up the scooter and walked down the steep-ish old road to the water’s edge. It was beautiful in an “a river runs through it” kind of way. You could see how the old road was constructed rock by rock. It was really cool.
I hung out at the water’s edge for a bit and walked out to the deeper parts to see if I could see any fishes in the water or other unique treasures. Then I heard dripping water. So I walked a little further out (I need to get some waterproof hiking boots) and saw a glimps of a small mossy waterfall. So I headed over to the shore and climbed over some rocks (I need to lose weight) and found a beautiful waterfall (I guess that’s what you call it) that had these long strings of moss of different shades of green. It had a large tree that was growing out of the cliff side where the dirt had eroded away and you could also see the old rocks from the Cliffside that had been weakened and fallen off the cliff from the water runoff. The rock with a giant “keep out” message was a little unsettling, but other than that, it was a very peaceful place. I hung out here for about 15 minutes and then decided to head back before it got too dark.
In the way back I passed maybe a hundred deer, I was a little nervous about one jumping out of the bushes and attacking the scooter! As I was coming back onto CR207 I noticed a Historical Marker so I pulled over to read it (I often stop to read these signs and most of the time my passengers hate that I do). The marker was for the “Loafer’s Glory Apostolic Church”. I love reading these things and finding out about the past. I do notice that most of them are for cemeteries and churches, but every once in a while you’ll find one for a battle or something else pretty awesome.
From here I decided to head on home as it was totally dark now. The ride home was smooth and uneventful aside from the looming storm clouds covering the sky.
You can follow my adventures through Google Maps. I got this really great app or my droid called Google Tracks. It tracks your route and you can add tags and notes and completely track your trips. It is really cool!
Here is the link to this trips Track: 4/13/2010 – Loafer’s Glory Apostolic Church
P.s. – So I HATE doing stuff by myself. I always have and I probably always will. Also, I am a pretty big wuss. I get spooked easily and I always conjure up the worst case scenarios in my head which adds to the freak out. I think I’ve watched one too many horror movies. So, if anyone wants to go explore the Texas hill country with me, let me know!