The Ferry

We are at Port Aransas, Texas for the next few weeks. Port A is on Mustang Island, part of the barrier islands along the Gulf of Mexico.

You can get here from the south from Corpus Christi, but you have to go through town with all the traffic and unless you are going shopping on the south side, it’s easier to take the ferry.

As soon as you leave Aransas Pass on 361, there are signs all along the 8 miles telling you what to expect or do for the ferry.

During spring break this can be much longer. Mom and I waited about 30 minutes last year for a “quick” trip to get groceries.

The sign is true, no matter what vehicle comes up the road it gets on the ferry, including motorhomes, school buses, ambulances and semi trucks.

You finally get to the ferry and just do whatever the deckhands tell you to day and go wherever they tell you to go (the wait today was at least 15 minutes).  There are up to 6 ferry’s that can run from shore to shore depending on traffic. Today there was only 3 running.

This is actually us on the ferry. It was only us and another pickup on one side, and 8-10 cars on the other side to balance us out.

Then you get off the ferry, drive a couple more miles and you get to see this:

Woo hoo! (it was 81 degrees yesterday :)