Our first Armadillo!

We decided to hit the Laguna Atacosta National Wildlife Refuge. Only about a half hour drive up the Western Coast of Laguna Madre, the body of water between the Padre Islands and the mainland of Texas, we knew it would be worth the drive.

We had been led to believe that we could bird, see wildlife, hike and bike. With the exception of the biking part (the Woman doesn’t have thorn resistant inner tubes on her bike, which are essential in Texas if you bike off road and don’t want to walk back from a flat due to massive burrs) we got it all. We weren’t able to score either the unique antelope, the deer with horns like moose, or an ocelot, but we did manage to scare up a number of deer.

We saw a lot of birds as we hiked around the Refuge. But our big surprise was when we stumbled on the Armadillo rummaging through the decaying tree branches by the side of the trail. This is the first Armadillo we’ve ever seen outside of a zoo, or dead on the side of the road. He was literally only inches from us, but our presence and the noise we made seemed to have no effect on him. He just ignored us and kept nuzzling in the debris. I guess that is how you get when your armor plated!

Talk to you soon!