If you had a ranch, would you name it “Meanwhile”? Because someone did.
Meanwhile back at the ranch named Meanwhile.
When I was in north Texas Hill Country near Kerrville, I would walk through the neighborhood. One day, shortly after I snagged the photos of the giant ant in their front yard (below), this fence and gate showed up.
These same folks put a giant ant on a small hill in their front yard. But, wait! There’s more…
Why the title? Because, ducks. Specifically, The Duck Decoy Museum in Havre de Grace (don’t ask me how to pronounce that), Maryland.
The museum website proudly proclaims the town of Havre de Grace the “Decoy Capital of the World!”
At one end of a long boardwalk that winds along a portion of Chesapeake Bay, sits The Havre de Grace Decoy Museum, two stories of decoy after decoy after decoy. Over 1,200 decoys by famous decoy makers (yeah, I’m not that deep into it, I just wanted to look at the ducks) are artfully showcased on two floors. Also displayed are various old shotguns, and other duck-hunting-related items. I’m out of stuff to say about that so, Slideshow! (You’re welcome.)
But wait! There’s more! (No, it’s not a Ginsu knife.)
It was also my first time But, wait! There’s more…
It’s time to get out of Dodge. There’s a storm a brewin’ and I’m a goin’.
If you watch the Weather Channel at all you may have seen that central Texas is now marshland. The state is like a doughnut of land with a lake in place of the doughnut hole.
By a marvelous twist of fate I was not anywhere near Pizzaville for the worst of it. (I was actually in a galaxy far, far away. I had a great time, and that will be in a later story.) I was watching the Weather Channel while I was gone, and that was scary enough. You all know how I feel about these big wind and water storms. I’ll take a good ol’ west coast earthquake over that any day. By not being in Texas for the storm, I’m sure I’ve saved years of my life. Years that would’ve otherwise been lost to the stress and fear of being right there.
Tornadoes touched down around Pizzaville (none too close to the RV park). Many people were evacuated from homes and RV parks all around south central Texas. Cow-Chicken-Oil town is completely flooded. Dams broke, river banks overflowed, roads washed away. And so did some homes. Several people lost their lives and more are still missing.
Today I moved But, wait! There’s more…
A seven-foot-tall jackalope was spotted in Wimberley, Texas!
The furry jackrabbit-antelope hybrid was seen wearing a horse saddle, and galloping through Hill Country after throwing a unknown blond rider.
I have a feeling none of you are surprised by my attempt at a shocking headline.
I can’t even surprise you all anymore, can I? *sigh*
Pioneer Town, Wimberley, Texas
Pioneer Town, Wimberley, Texas – Home of the Jackalope
Pioneer Town, a replica of a mid-1800s western town, has all the requirements of an old western movie set: a dirt main street, a blacksmith shop, a livery stable, a post office, a print shop, a general store, old houses, a steepled church, and an opera house. It also has a cowboy museum and requisite souvenir shop,… and a giant jackalope.
Because every mid-1800’s western town had a giant jackalope. Probably.
You might notice a complete lack of patrons in my photos below. But, wait! There’s more…
I hope you’ve had breakfast because this post might make you hungry. Or it might make you want dinosaurs. Hard to say.
Really, there is a town called Oatmeal in Texas Hill Country.
No, I don’t know why they named the town after a breakfast cereal. It’s not like they grow oatmeal in the area.
Welcome to breakfast, err, I mean Oatmeal!
Guess what they have there? Nope, it’s not oats, but nice try.
It’s a giant oatmeal box. Yes, I said *box. And it’s empty, so you’re still wrong about there being oats in Oatmeal.
A giant box of oatmeal in Oatmeal, Texas.
Although, once a year they do have… Want to take another guess? Sure you do! But, wait! There’s more…
There it was: A big dime, about two feet across, in a big plexiglass box – in Dime Box, Texas.
Folks, I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.
It was awesome.
A dime. In a box. In Dime Box, Texas. Oh, the irony.
But, wait! There’s more…
Maybe not in that order. Wait. What?
This is the third and final post from my visit to the Frontier Times Museum in Bandera, Texas. The first post is Two heads are better than one shrunken head. Possibly. The second is Only the best dressed fleas for MY pets. (If you haven’t already read them, read this one first and end with those. They’re better and I should have finished with them. This is the part where procrastinators win.)
A Woman After My Own Heart
A collector of many things, Mrs. Louisa Gordon’s collections of bells, bed pans, money and stones take up an entire wing of the museum.
According to a sign posted in the wing, she and her husband traveled extensively. Many of the items in her collections were acquired during their travels. Upon her death in 1941, she willed her collections to J. Marvin Hunter’s museum, now the Frontier Times Museum.
Ring My Bells
That same sign introducing Mrs. Gordon’s collections also says this is likely the largest collection of bells in the world. I wanted to ring one, but I didn’t want to get kicked out before I found that elusive two-headed rodent. I should’ve rung the bells. (If you don’t know about the elusive “two-headed rodent”, see the first post.)
This picture doesn’t capture the whole collection of bells.
But, wait! There’s more…
A small museum in a small town, The Frontier Times Museum in Bandera, Texas packs in a whole lot of the weird and wonderful I’ve not seen anywhere. What it lacks in size, it makes up for in density, and random oddities. The place is full up to the high ceiling with — stuff. Stuff like shrunken heads and dressed fleas.
Last we left off with the two-headed goat and the shrunken heads. That’s a hard act to follow, no doubt. Perhaps I shouldn’t have lead with the heads. Oh well, too late now.
Before we get to the well-dressed fleas, I’ve got some
antique torture other oddities to show you, all courtesy of the museum. The photo captions tell of their awesomeness. (click photo to enlarge)
This antique hair curler reminds me of something from a sci-fi movie — you, know something you wouldn’t want on your head.
But, wait! There’s more…
Big stone heads.
If you say it fast, you may think it’s a reference to tall pot-smokers. But this is a drug-free blog.
And the stone heads are in Texas, where everything is big. I don’t know why everything is big in Texas, but it may have something to do with the size of the state. The state is HUGE so everything else probably needs to be larger just to look proportionate.
So someone decided to duplicate the Easter Island heads. Yeah, I know that’s a weak segue.
Why? Gees, why do you ask me the tough questions? How am I supposed to know these things? I just go look at this stuff and stick my fingers in the giant stone nose of the giant stone head.
Wait, what?? This is what I mean….
I just couldn’t resist. Ahh, what a classy gal!
Here’s another big stone head… But, wait! There’s more…
When I was first in Rockport, Texas last year, I searched RoadsideAmerica.com for local odd roadside attractions. I saw one item: a post stating the World’s Largest Blue Crab was no longer there.
What? NO giant crab? I live for seeing giant, wacky stuff like that. It just makes me laugh; I don’t know why. So I was disappointed to learn it had been destroyed by the big storms, removed, and buried (???) long ago. Ooh, I wonder where the grave is?
Well, I settled for the “Big Tree” in nearby Lamar, and the “World’s Longest Fishing Pier”. Seeing as how this is Texas, the Land Where Everything Is Bigger, I was expecting a MASSIVE tree. Having been a long-time resident of northern California, the Land of the Giant Sequoias and Oaks, I was a bit disappointed when I saw the size of the ‘Big Tree’.
As fortune would have it I get to visit my friends on the Texas coast fairly often. You can imagine my delight during a recent trip when I saw the World’s Largest Blue Crab was back! I made my friend stop so I could take pictures.
Big Blue, the World’s Largest Blue Crab, Rockport, Texas.
Recreated to match the coloring of the original, artist David Allgood made But, wait! There’s more…