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Off to Llano

We always remember Llano as a neat small town, and so we ventured off to renew our acquaintance with the town.
We arrived just in time for lunch (as always planned) and so we chose Cooper's Barbeque as the place to dine, er, have lunch. It was okay, but most of its fame comes from the style, not from the value of the food served.  One places an order for meat at the grill, outside the building, at the entrance way.  The meat is passed on into the eating area where you can choose side dishes.  We opted for half chicken and enough brisket for a make-it-yourself sandwich, plus one serving of slaw, one serving of potato salad and one serving of peach cobbler.  The beans, pickles, and onion rings are no charge.  We opted for water to drink.  The tab turned out to be $30.73.   The big disappointment was the brisket.  There was hardly enough for one sandwich as so much of it was fat that counted in the weighing and pricing.  So, it turned out to be a $12 sandwich that one can buy at a good BBQ place locally for $6.  Chicken was good tasting, but small, kinda recalling the chickens that HEB grills---chickens that we suspect are boat tail grackles they get from the parking lot as the birds on the grill are so small.

Anyway, off then to the Library where we bought a bunch of good books for $1 each at the FOL book stall.

The museum was not open, the rock shop we recalled was not open, but the newer coffee house was open and we had a good cup of coffee.

Then, next door to the coffee shop was an antique store where we bought a scarf and had a good chat with the lady running the place.  Somehow we got onto the story of the building and she mentioned that a man who owns the building has a race car shop in the back---so she showed me that---the owner was not there, unfortunately.  We did find him later, though and he said the cars were all special ford racers, of which there are only 900 in the US.  More on that later if I find something of interest on these cars.

One of the highlights on the way up to Llano was the crossing of the Pedernales River on Hamilton Pool Road, which turns into FM962.  Beautiful stream and canyon on this low water crossing,

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