Chiliheads and assorted Rednecks

For those of you who don't know...meaning people who just moved to the Lone Star State.  Terlingua is the home of the World Championship Chili Cookoff.  I mean the real deal.  I don't know if any of you have ever been but it might be worth a look.  You might want to hurry.  The old chili heads are dying off at a furious pace.  The Cookoff ain't what it used to be.  The old guard isn't making way for the new guard.  They are just getting planted instead.  Even the wet tee shirt contest is changing forever since the passing of the perennial  Champion  80 year old Betty.  They just don't make them like that anymore.  It's not the mace's day parade but the Rednecks do the best they can.  Come early stay late but don't expect to be able to sample any chili.  Just won't happen.  This chili stuff is some serious biz to most of these folks.  They don't let you sample because I guess they don't want you to hide a glob between your cheek and gums and take it back for analysis.  A World Championship Chili Cookoff with no chili to taste.....only in Terlingua.

Dios de los Muertos Terlingua Style

Day of the Dead in Terlingua is truly a time of celebration.  It seems that anyone who has been here for awhile knows someone hanging out in the Ghost Town Cemetery.  It was an evening of remembering...drinking...a little music...and candles.  I have to admit it...I thought about what I would want my plot to look like and how I would want folks to hang around on it.  It makes you think about what you really should be doing before you get there........Adios mis amigos.