The wind was fierce and cold, whipping my hair about my face as I watched a hawk endlessly soaring with his wings outstretched, no need to flap. I was standing atop Enchanted Rock, a massive granite dome more than a billion years old that first surfaced from underground about 600 million years ago from natural erosion. The Native American legends and folklore of Enchanted Rock include stories of sacrifice, ghosts, outlaws, and portals to other worlds. It’s a place with a strong and distinct energy. At the summit I stood over 1800 feet above sea level with the rolling green pastures and wide open spaces of hill country spread out before me. I felt a sense of awe and wonderment, which is just one reason why I like traveling and exploring.
Enchanted Rock was just one stop during our trek to the hill country on our long weekend getaway. There is something rejuvenating about the countryside. The days are quieter and simpler. I breathe easier and feel like I have so much more room to simply be, even though the cabin we rented in Fredericksburg was quaint. It mimicked the style of an old farmhouse with creaky floorboards, drafty windows, and delicate plumbing, but it was charming and had a welcoming feel. The large front porch was my haven for many hours as I sat outside watching for deer and reading with my dog by my side.
One small caveat when renting a cabin: make sure the place has been updated appropriately with modern bathing accommodations. When I read the description of “Jacuzzi bathtub with handheld showerhead,” it never crossed my mind that was the only showerhead in the place. That’s right – there was no shower. Bathing consisted of standing in the bathtub holding the shower attachment over my head with one hand while trying to wash with the other, or setting the showerhead down so I could use both hands while feeling as though I might freeze to death from the drafty bathroom. It was an adventurous experience to say the least! K and I shook our heads, laughed at the situation, and made the best of it!
Fredericksburg is an old German town known for its lingering heritage, so I recovered with a hearty meal of German comfort food: Chicken schnitzel, tangy red cabbage, warm potato salad, a roll so dense it has the weight of a rock, and a large pint of German wheat beer. K and I groaned aloud at the deliciousness of it! I’d go back just for that.
K and I are true lovers of wildlife, and this trip we saw an abundance of creatures big and small during our country weekend, including a roadrunner roaming around the yard of our cabin and hundreds of deer. Mexican bats migrate through the area, about three million of them holing up in an old abandoned railroad tunnel. We went to watch them take off from the tunnel at sunset, but it grew too dark to see them. In the meantime we admired the breathtaking views and chatted with the knowledgeable and friendly locals.
One of our favorite moments was making friends with the donkeys! Hill country is in part known for its wineries, so we stopped by a few. Yes, I know Texas wine sounds like fiction, but it is a real thing. We make up for the gritty taste of our wines by adding as much sugar to them as possible. It’s not always as terrible as you might think. I bought three bottles at our first stop! We had to drive twenty minutes deeper into the countryside. The vineyard was vast and quiet and green. While admiring the view, a few of the residents wandered up to greet us. Their friendly and gentle demeanors made it hard to say goodbye. I think the feeling was mutual given they followed us to our car.
Country livin’ for the weekend was just what K and I needed to rejuvenate. I look forward to going back soon to sip some Texas sweet wine, visit our donkey friends, enjoy the wonders of nature, and indulging in some delicious German food! Only next time I’ll make sure to have access to a real shower.