
We headed to the Terlingua Ghost Town about 5 miles west on 170. We stopped at the Trading Post to get a self guided walking tour. Terlingua was a mining town around the turn of the century. The town has capped off 70 mines for safety reasons right around this region. They had one for us to peer down into by putting a 8 x 8 metal grate over the mine entrance so you could still clearly see the shaft. The boys dropped small stones down the shaft and we all listened and listened and listened and then finally heard a slight "clack" as it hit bottom. Pretty creepy to be standing over a hole that deep!
After we were done there, Big Bend National Park was once again calling our name. We drove back inside and this time decided to take the scenic drive down into Santa Elena Canyon. Breathtaking scenery for all of the 18 miles to the canyon.

We parked at the trail head and forded a branch of the Rio Grande to get to the trail that led out into the canyon. The sheer walls of the canyon rose 1500 ft on either side of us. The Rio Grande, a bit muddy, snaked its way through the canyon.

We parked at the trail head and forded a branch of the Rio Grande to get to the trail that led out into the canyon. The sheer walls of the canyon rose 1500 ft on either side of us. The Rio Grande, a bit muddy, snaked its way through the canyon.
Maybe this satellite picture will show you enough details to see what I mean.

What was particularly neat for me was that I have read about them on the internet over the past couple of years, so it was kind of like meeting celebrities :-). They were a super nice couple and eagerly answered all our questions and were equally curious about our American lives.
On our way out of the park we saw a coyote who let us mess around and take a bunch of pictures and trail along as he hunted and "did his business" (like any other dog!). Unfortunately, the best picture was the one doing his business so that is the one I will share.

It was cool to see one of the animals that was making so much ruckus by our rig last night.
As we left the park a group of deer crossed the road which started Chaucey barking like mad. The deer bounded away up into the hills, white tails in the air...that sure is a perty sight!
Thus ends our second day in this unbelievably beautiful place!
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