My hubby and I had been planning to trek out to Big Bend National Park for the last several years, but timing never seemed to be right. Luckily, it worked out this year right after the Christmas and New Years holidays (and when work PTO starts over!).
We camped in the Rio Grande Valley and made our way to as many trails and sights as possible-- hiking down to The Window, up to Balanced Rock, all the way to Emory Peak (where I feel like I almost died-- 10 miles, and partially in the dark). The majesty of the Chisos Mountains and the uncertainty of all the animals you could encounter in the park made me feel more alive than I've felt in a long time.
We also crossed the river into Boquillas, Mexico - a tiny and poor town that was actually shut down for the day because the Governor was coming to town. To get there, we took a little row-boat ride and then hopped on burros to get into town. Pretty sure my donkey, Filimon, was about 100 years old.
Not to mention, this was the first time ever in our history together that my husband and I would be alone without cell-service or distractions...which, for all your married folks out there, let's be real. That's the real test of whether or not you can survive in the wilderness. Needless to say, we had an amazing time exploring and figuring out just how much fun we can have on outdoor adventures together.
On our way home, we took the long way and stopped in the ghost town of Terlingua and then made our way to Marfa to see what all the fuss was about. I'm pretty sure Marfa is my spirit animal. Ready to get back to Big Bend, but the FIRST stop, instead of the last, will be Marfa.