09-Oct-1999 -- I had Saturday morning business to attend to in Winters, home of (naturally) The Blizzards, so I stuck the camera and my maps in the car. Work completed by 11:00, I started out of town toward the confluence. The most obvious landmark was a pillar of black smoke rooted in the general vicinity of my destination. An omen? Probably not.

A good dirt road led west off a paved road right to the confluence, on the edge of a just-harvested cotton field. Picture #1 shows 32N/100W in the immediate foreground, with what was left of the smoke in the center distance, and the obligatory West Texas oil well off on the right. The line of trees apparently marks Big Coyote Creek; I don't trust big coyotes enough to go confirm this.

Picture #2 is the ruin of a house perhaps 200 feet southwest of the confluence; it seems to be used for hay storage now. Picture #3 looks north from 32N/100W and shows the aforementioned cotton field, so freshly stripped that there aren't even any Wal-Mart sacks flapping from the stalks yet.

Finally, Picture #4 shows a rather tired old tractor resting from its labors about a quarter-mile east of the confluence. I took its cue and headed for home myself.