Glenn Charles


Photographer/Videographer specializing in Life Style, Travel, and Aerial Imagery.  FAA 107 Certified for sUAS flight operations throughout the US.  Fully insured.  Videography work is limited to Aerial productions.

Based in Maine (May-December) and SWFL (Jan - April). Available for travel year round.

Day 46

Today was just one of those awesome days, the ones that reinforce thechoices I have made and the beauty of adventure travel. It started off dampand wet, which seems to be the prevailing weather pattern here in Texas. Myhost, Jared, invited me down to his establishment for eggs and bacon. I amhappy to say I consumed three egg-bacon-cheese sandwiches along with somevery strong coffee. There was no way I was going to bonk on my big climbout of Leakey.

The monster hill did not dissapoint me, quite steep and almost two mileslong, I managed to climb it in style. Still drizzly and windy, the scenicviews were nit quite as spectacular as they would have been on a clear day.Never the less, visibility was good enough and I took it all in. From therebegan the long descent to Del Rio, still about 100 miles away.

By afternoon, once again the skies had cleared and it was nothing but bluesky and sunshine. I stopped in a small town for some library time and thewas off foe the final push of the day. This part of the route was headingsouth before turning west. As I made the turn, the mountains ringed thevalley with a bright red sun working down towards their towering tips. Aquick glance behind me revealed a WI ding stretch of road leading straightto the near full moon. It was simply breathtaking.

The sun finally dipped below the peaks and I knew I had about 20 minutes tofind a camp spot before dark. This country road which I had now been on for10 miles was not really showing me anything promising. Then, up ahead of meI spied two dear. As I closed on them they darted right, thought twice andthen crossed the road and dissapearwd into the woods.

This brought a smile to my face, especially once I got to the location wherethey disappeared . Yes, an entry point into woods with no fence and nosigns. I followed there trail in about twenty yards and made a perfect campsite. Dinner under the moon and a breaze to cool things off, all conspiredto end this most awesome day on a simply brilliant note.

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