Not always, along with the decline of Luckenbach went the rain. I've stood on that very bridge and seen the largest school of baby bullheads I have ever seen (OK the ONLY school of baby bullheads I have ever seen) in the shallows below.
That might've been the year that the cute coed on the back of my bike got so drunk while we were at Luckenbach (all them bikers and cowboys buying her beers were "so nice" she said
) she threw up inside her helmet somewhere near Willow City while we were riding home. Usually it was me that did stuff like that. Mostly I'm glad she didn't fall off.
Birdwatcher
