It’s pretty here in the Spring, yes. But it can also go from pretty to brutal in a matter of moments. I suppose that is the case anywhere, but this week was no exception.
I went with my best friend, Jill, to pick up some horses in Leander (down by Austin) this week.
We left at about noon on Friday and arrived at about 4pm or so, I guess. We got the three horses loaded and were driving back and when we hit the north side of Belton, it started pouring. Big, Texas-sized raindrops, complete with golf-ball sized hail that promptly cracked the windshield in her father-in-law’s pickup. The horses were going nuts. About this time we realize we need diesel and so we get off the access road, only to have to go around a huge tree branch that had broken off due to the storm. A phone call to my mother said that we were under tornado watches and that we were on the far edge of the storm, so she thought if we could wait it out, we’d be ok.
Pulling into a gas station to get diesel was another debacle all in and of itself. There were cars everywhere since people didn’t want to have their cars get hail damage. She got out to pump diesel- and we had to park all funky- imagine a pickup and a 30ft trailer pulling up perpendicular to the diesel pump.
The computers were down, so I had to run inside and pay with cash; needless to say through the whole ordeal we both got soaked and we ran the heater in the pickup the entire way home. 🙂
It was an adventure. One that won’t soon be forgotten. From now on, I’ll be packing a change of clothes if I head anywhere in Texas in the spring.