Disclaimer: My Sweetie woke up feeling very poorly and we should NOT have traveled to the Rio Grande for camping. Especially since the temperature was well north of 100.
Friday: We get ready to go and get our PuP connected. On the road about 1000 (or 10 a.m. for those who don't do the 24-hour clock very well :). Head down south through Big Lake, Texas. Stop there at Grandma's Kitchen for lunch. Have some of the BEST onion rings we've had in many years along with some great hamburgers (also I have to note that I went to junior high and high school in Big Lake and Grandma's Kitchen was NOT there until after I left for parts unknown). Head on south towards Ozona. Then, cross I-10 towards Comstock.
Friday: We get ready to go and get our PuP connected. On the road about 1000 (or 10 a.m. for those who don't do the 24-hour clock very well :). Head down south through Big Lake, Texas. Stop there at Grandma's Kitchen for lunch. Have some of the BEST onion rings we've had in many years along with some great hamburgers (also I have to note that I went to junior high and high school in Big Lake and Grandma's Kitchen was NOT there until after I left for parts unknown). Head on south towards Ozona. Then, cross I-10 towards Comstock.
Ran across some of the most burnt regions in Texas where the grass, mesquite, and prickly pear are burnt to a crisp. This was probably the worst fire season in many years and a whole lot of my state got burnt in 2011.
Continue past some beautiful river ranches and stop in Comstock. Stop for gas, see 20 to 30 Border Patrol agents heading out, fill up my truck, and turn west on 90 to the State Park. Get into the park and set up our popup camper in about 107 degree heat. ... hot ...
Then, decided to take a siesta before we do anything else. Eventually set up our fold-out chairs and have a cold hard cider and watch the bats. 
See mule deer and cuatimundi near the toilets. Stars are amazing. Low was supposed to be 78 but I actually had to put the blanket on so it might have been a bit cooler than that.
Get up Saturday and head out to Langtry to see Roy Bean stuff. Best part is the cactus garden!
Then, head over to Del Rio for lunch. After that, we go to the Val Verde Winery for a tour and wine tasting. A lady who went to high school in Del Rio and her daughter (who both live in Montana now) are with us during the tour. Find out she make her own wine and beer and that all of us know more about wine making than the young lady doing the tour! After the wine tasting, we head back to the park for our Saturday siesta! Again, about 107 outside.
More bats, wildlife, and stars. And wind gusts up to 45 mph or higher that worry me. Will the PuP get blown over tonight? Had to actually close the windows to keep from being blown around on the bed but don't think it got too cool.
Sunday we decide to go on the guided tour of the canyon to see pre-historic cave painting. The painting are really nice but the guide seems to think all ill are the cause of the Spanish invaders.
And he said that there were Pleistocene rocks inside the Cretaceous rock. Not possible!
On the climb back, I twisted my knee and was not able to complete the 3.5 mile walk to the Rio Grande. We decided to pull up stakes and head back.
Would I go back to Seminole Canyon State Park? Definitely, "Yes!" It was quiet, dark, and isolated. The only thing we wondered about was the Border Patrol who actually set up about 40 yards from us and watched the desert from another camp site. But then again, maybe that was a good thing!
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