Marsha and Barb:
We were also disappointed with Big Bend, but then to each his own. I've got an interesting story to tell you about Stillwell's Ranch. As said, it's about 3-4 miles from the Ranger Station, and the sites are nothing more than a gravel parking lot, but good enough for touring about. The ranger station is about 25 miles from Rte. 90 and the campgrounds from there was another 25. They told us at the gate that both campgrounds were FULL. So we decided to check in at Stillwell's and then drove down to the campgrounds, just to see what was there. There were lots of empty sites, so the left hand doesn't know what the right hand is doing. Don't take the rangers word for it. When we complained down at the campsites, we found out that the rangers just don't communicate with the consessionaires. Or maybe they just didn't feel like checking anyone in that day. It was late in the morning though, and they should have had their coffee break by then, so I don't know what their problem was.
However, back to Stillwells. They have an interesting little museum there. All about the homesteading of that place. The matron of the ranch was then still alive, in her 80, 90s, I think. She had come there with her parents in a covered wagon, near the end of the 1800s or early 1900s. Lots of pictures and artifacts of settling that area and building a ranch. Also learned a little about what it takes to run a ranch with 1000s of acres. In order to help pay for the building that houses all these artifacts, they sold tiles and people could have their names and home towns put on them. They were painted in a nice desert scene. It is embedded in the wall by the door. We started reading the names and almost all of them were given by local people in the near area, but near the bottom I spied one that said "Sebago Lake, Maine". Since that was a village in our previous home town, we immediately went bug-eyed. Read the names, and low and behold, we knew them. Now who'd a thunk! In the middle of no-where Texas to find someone we knew from the middle of no-where Maine. We were astounded. And still are. Next time we got back there we looked them up and asked them about it. They were there at the time of the building of the museum and were happy to contrbute to it. They were just as astounded as we were to find out some one from home had found them out there.
Anyway, we thought it an interesting artifact that is a part of our traveling lifestyle....
Daisy