After a Saturday morning at the dog show in Belton I had planned to pick up barbecue from a place I wanted to try and then head to the park for my first stop. But Belton was full of people and cars – streets were blocked off and there appeared to be several festivals and a farmers market taking place. So it was fast food drive through food with a promise to return soon and try the barbecue. We ( meaning Mr. Bogie and I) headed to Yettie Polk Park to enjoy lunch at a little bandstand with concrete seating and then walked a short way along Nolan Creek.
While not scenic at first glance, I discovered there were many things to see on our walk through the park. Families were picnicing on the grassy areas and children were splashing in the cool water of the creek; summer is officialy over, but water play is still on the kid’s minds!
The shadows on the ground were a reminder of the change in light patterns as we advance into Fall and I delighted in finding the interesting patterns. Along a high bank above the walking path was a rock formation that showed the force of the creek’s water in times of flood. The Park was actually named after Mrs. Yettie Polk who perished, along with her 4 children, in a torrential rain storm in 1913.
Almost hidden by tree limbs and undergrowth was a set of stone steps leading up the bank, I could see them make a right turn and then the undergrowth blocked any more view. I have a feeling that they led at one time to a house that sat above the creek – wouldn’t it be fun to have walked out the back door and directly down to the creek? Maybe not if they used the creek for laundry!
There were several nice spots with good views of the impressive Bell County Courthouse, too. Our walk was short as it was hot and neither of us were energetic enough to walk very far. I had planned several stops, but decided we had done enough.
Bonus on the way home: The University of Texax Austin/Texas Tech game had just ended as we drove through Austin. A steady stream of orange shirts were walking down the steps of the stadium and along streets and overpasses to the surrounding parking garages. And can you imagine what I-35 was like with all the exiting cars? Still fun to be a small part of the post-game fun. I root for both teams as I have siblings that are Longhorns and my nephew is a Raider!