The Whooping Crane is one of the rarest birds in the USA. A few hundred migrate down from Canada to the marshes around Rockport Texas. I am here to see them. I book a trip on a Whooping Crane boat but it is 3 days away. I spend this time on the incredible beaches of Mustang Island and Padre Island.
It is still cold when I get to Mustang Island State Park but the furnace is working and I am very snug. The sand on these beaches is beautifully clean and has the consistency of fine salt. The beach on Padre Island is 60 miles long! The weather perks up and a wonderful time is had. There are lots of birds.










I rush back to Rockport to see the crane. I eat at The Boiling Pot. The menu is variations on crab, sausage, shrimp, potatoes. These are simply boiled and then flung on the table accompanied by a big pot of melted butter.You attack with your hands. Amazing food!

I get ready to leave.
“Sir, your meal has been paid for.”
“What?!”
“Yes sir, a gentleman wanted to get the tab for your food.”
“Where is he?!”
“ He left 10 minutes ago.”
What do you make of that?
We embark next morning for a 3 hour trip around the wetlands. Captain Tommy is vey knowledgeable. We see lots of cranes but they are pretty far away making photography difficult.

Great fun but nothing like Mexico birdwise.
Isn’t your life amazing remarkable astonishing …and more! And that’s just from my point of view!
….it just keeps on amazing me!