Elizabeth was driving and she came to understand my exuberant outbursts of unintelligible words to mean... "Stop! Let's shoot it!" (but it never seemed to come out quite that way!)

So we are on our way to Llano when I see these dried up fish heads hanging on a fence. I figure it must be a guy thing! Bragging rights so-to-speak. And of course we stopped to shoot it!

Welcome to Texas y'all...