First timer? In this formerly once-a-day blog (then every-other-day blog and now a two-or-three-times a week blog), I have my computer select a random latitude and longitude that puts me somewhere in the continental United States (the lower 48). I call this “landing.” I keep track of the watersheds I land in, as well as the town I land near. I do some internet research to hopefully find something of interest about my landing location. To find out more about A Landing A Day (like who “Dan” is and what the various numbers and abbreviations mean), please see “About Landing,” (and “Abbreviations” and “Cryptic Numbers”) above.
Dan – The pendulum is swinging back a little, with the 4th USer in my last 6 landings . . . TX; 136/168; 4/10; 21; 155.1. Here’s my landing map, showing my proximity to Evant:
Here’s a broader view:
I landed in the watershed of a new river (my 1078th), the Lampasas. The Lampasas joins up with the Leon River to form the Little River (4th hit); on to the Brazos (23rd hit). Here’s a cool shot of the Lampasas. Note the strange formation in the left foreground and how it contrasts with the lighter rocks behind. It looks suspiciously manmade to me, but I don’t have a clue what it might be. If only I knew a geologist/engineer who could shed some light on this . . . (For those of you who follow this blog, you know by now that I’m a geologist. What you probably don’t know is that I have a degree in engineering as well.)
Here’s my GE shot, showing that I landed in an area that looks like mostly pasture:
I was able to get this StreetView shot from the nearby road:
So, I’m right behind a cemetery! A little research, and I came up with this:
I couldn’t find any particulars about Pilgrim’s Rest. Anyway, to give you a little better feel for the countryside, here’s another StreetView shot, looking southeast from a little north of my landing. If you look close, you can see the pond that’s just north of my landing:
About Evant, from Wiki:
The town of Evant was first a settlement called Langford Cove, settled by Asa Langford and his family in 1855. An Alabama man named Evant Brooks purchased some 160 acres of land from Langford in the late 1870s. In 1881, Brooks had donated 60 acres of land “for sale and settlement as a town”, and by 1884 the growing community changed its name to Evant in Brooks’ honor. In the 1890s, the community had a cotton gin, three general stores, a gristmill, and a hotel.
[News Flash: In September of 2014, I received a comment from Jo Beth Hart telling me that the founder’s name wasn’t Evant Brooks, but Evan T. Brooks! So, who do I believe, Wiki or Jo Beth? No question: Jo Beth it is!]
Evant continued to grow, reporting a peak population of 550 sometime in the 1950s. As of 2005, the census estimates the population at 388.
Here are some pictures of Evant. You get the feel that the town’s best days are behind it (at least for now):
A few miles south of my landing is the town of Adamsville. Here’s a picture of a building there:
You have to love the backward “N”. From “Roadtrip of a Lifetime” by Les Thomas (originally published in “Southern Living”):
You can hear “Faded Love,” “Waltz Across Texas,” and other classic tunes spilling out of the humble tin-sided Luke Jones Music Hall on a Saturday evening in tiny Adamsville. Luther “Luke” Jones was an auto mechanic-turned-fiddle maker. He made more than 40 before he died at the age of 87. Now his sons carry on the tradition at the music hall.
“It’s just the pure stuff,” says a neighbor. “They don’t dance. They don’t drink. They don’t smoke.”
In a cemetery in Evant (not the one I landed behind) is this very interesting grave stone, that would seem to stand out a little in a small town Texas graveyard (or in any graveyard, for that matter!). This picture, from Cowtown Pattie’s Texas Trifles (with the caption below):
And at this weird monument, Kman and I simultaneously harmonized “Walk Like An Egyptian”
To learn more about Kman and the author, click on the link above the photo. FYI, “Osiris” is the ancient Egyptian god of the afterlife . . .
I’ll close with this shot of an old barn just west of Evant:
That’ll do it. . .
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