Day 31 - Del Rio, TX to Brackettville, TX

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An easy 40-some mile ride eastward past Laughlin Air Force Base brought me to an attraction I found too good to pass up - Moras Spring, the 9th largest springs in Texas. Had the place entirely to myself. I spent the afternoon swimming, which required the use of long neglected upper body muscles. Felt great! 

After a lengthy swim I checked into a motel that is part of what were once barracks in adjacent Fort Clark, a well-preserved frontier fort constructed about 170 years ago. Among the distinguished people stationed here were General George Patton, the Buffalo Soldiers (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buffalo_Soldier) and Black Seminole Scouts (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Seminole_Scouts).

Right now the normally quiet little town of Bracketville is full of Texas State Troopers that Governor Abbott has relocated from around the state to this region to help stem the flood of illegal immigrants.

I had dinner tonight at a small Mexican restaurant in Brackettville with a couple of State Troopers and a couple of appreciative local ranchers. Their animated conversation centered around anecdotes related to recent illegal immigration incidents in this area and was consistent in tone with other conversations I have overheard in recent days between law enforcement officials and locals. Never in my life have I have seen such a cordial relationship between the police and the citizenry.




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