There was a Winery on one of the back roads we traveled on our way to Stonehedge II, so we stopped to check it out. They had a nice little business going on but we didn't get to do the tasting thing. Was getting late and we had to move on.

When we drove by these two guys, the donkey was biting at the bull's neck. We had to turn around to get the picture but by then I guess we were more interesting than the horse play.

This was a Donkey that hadn't lost his winter coat, looked like he had dreadlocks.

Woke up to an overcast day in the 70's. Joyce found this place called
Stonehedge II that was built by two Texans with a lot of spare time on their hands. After about two hours of running through the back roads of Texas we arrived, thank God for GPS.
