Dancing Bee Winery

After nearly a week in Austin I find that I'm sliding backward into the Pit of Travel Blogging Forgetfulness again. However, camping at the Walker Honey Farm and Dancing Bee Winery still sticks in my memory, mostly because they make and sell delicious meads and wines, but also because it was one of the last stops I made before things went a little upside down for a couple of days.

I found this spot on Hipcamp and decided to take a circuitous route to my next house sit near Houston. The winery is situated right between a pretty active railroad and a very busy road, so it stayed pretty loud overnight. It's not the first time I've been in a cool place with a lot of noise, so it seems it's pretty much time for me to perform some self-help maneuvers and buy ear protection.

When I arrived I was given a care package that included a jar of my now favorite peanut butter/honey mix. I spent part of the afternoon inside doing a tasting of a selection of 6 honey meads and other wines. I ended up using a discount coupon provided in my care package on some wine and mead to bring home (and thank goodness, because I spent 4 times more on wine than my campsite!). I was welcomed to spend the remainder of the afternoon until closing lingering over a glass of wine or two, which I happily did.

A little worse for the wear the next morning, I headed to Salado Glassworks, hoping to see some of the beautiful work done there. Unfortunately, I was too close to the Thanksgiving holiday so the place was closed for a short vacation. Still, I window shopped a little bit and hope to get back there some day. The little I saw looked amazing.

I noticed a little park that celebrates the remaining structure of Salado College, a co-educational school incorporated in 1860. The college did quite well for several years and then suffered as more state schools provided different opportunities. The building was later used as a high school under private ownership and suffered through 3 fires; in 1924, money could not be found to rebuild again. An archaeological dig took place on the site and the ruins were stabilized. The park has been open to visitors ever since.

As I rounded the far corner of the building, 4 deer sprinted past me into the woods. Also of note (for you northern types, like me) - there is a rosemary HEDGE growing along the path to the college. In Texas that's pretty normal, but it stops me in my tracks every time. So luxurious to have fragrant herbs just growing like crazy all year long!

When I got back to my car I got an ominous message from my next house sit: "I need to talk to you." That never bodes well. I called to see what was happening and learned that my services might not be needed after all and that I might not have a place to stay for the next week. Since I had a place to stay for the night, I decided to head in that direction and see if I could sort out my next move.