We left home at 7am on Monday and made the 5 hour drive in just about 9 hours.
Of course, we like to cache all the way, hence we call this a vacaching.

 

Having cached out just about everything east of Crockett, we found

ourselves west of Crocket and at a small Methodist church in the middle of no where. That’s the middle of nowhere for us, the people that live around the area know exactly where they are.
The neat thing about this cache was the church amphitheatre that was located nearby.
We stayed just a few minutes and it’s off we go.
Texas Highway 21 is also known at the King’s Highway.
It is the route that at least one patriot (Davey Crockett) took to the Alamo in San Antonio.

 

 

The highway is filled with historical markers and sites.
Though not officially one of these I couldn’t help but snap a picture of an old rusty looking railroad trestle.
I wonder how much longer it will stand up to the elements.

 

 

 

In the old Czech community of Caldwell we found our favorite Kolache shoppe open and we grabbed 2 dozens of these marvelous pastries.
We chased the needle (went caching) and were led to the old city cemetery. What caught our eye was this massive oak growing through the boundary fence. It’s been there for a long time.
Caldwell also has a Masonic cemetery that we went to.

 

Time was passing quickly and after a while I thought we needed to make it to Fredericksburg and we were still 4 hours away.
We did cache a few convenient few directly along the highway.

 

 

The topography really changes from the pineywoods that we are used to.
Small scrubby brush and little hills suddenly dot the landscape.

 

 

 

 

We finally arrived in Fredericksburg at 4:20 in the afternoon, checked into a motel, and then grabbed a bite to eat. It seems you can only survive on fruit kolaches just sooooo long.
After dinner, we starting caching around time in the cool of the evening.

 

 

Some of the caches include one located at the old jail site.
There was another in some deer antlers.
We were at a ca. 1904 Sunday house.
The local brewery/winery in the downtown area.
And what really got to us was the St. Mary’s Catholic Cemetery. The location of the cache is in an old part of the cemetery that is occupied with nothing but children. We noticed that most had died in the 1950’s.