While searching for one particular geo, we stumbled on a local icon of a bar and grill - Pepe's. It had been recommended to us by other campers weeks before, but I'd forgotten about it. We continued with our quests and came back later. I fully expected a bunch of young people with a loud juke box. Quite the opposite. It seems to be a haven for Winter Texans and it boasted a live band. Pepe's sits right on the river too. The parking lot (pasture) was full. We park a good ways out and walked in expecting to be standing in a line. Walked right in and found a table. The place was full but there were available tables. Lots of people dancing and drinking. We figured the average age to be between 60 and 70. Surprisingly the band wasn't too loud. I had a foot long chili hot dog with cheese and a beer - right at
We did see an Ocelot today however, it was dead on the road. They are pretty even in a gruesome death. For all of you who have never seen a live Armadillo - here's a picture just for you. He was in the park where we were looking for geo's.

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