Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and between you and me, there are miles and miles of it in the state of Texas.
I remember well in my college years the 525-mile drive from Aggieland back to my hometown of Nazareth in the Texas Panhandle. It wasn’t for the faint of heart nor bladder, and keep in mind that was back in the days before smart phones and portable DVD players. Thank goodness growing up there acclimated me to long stretches of nothingness and having to drive many a mile to get to the nearest grocery store, shopping mall or, heck, even another town with actual people.
Possibly as a result, I’m well versed in both self-entertainment and resiliency, not to mention fiercely proud of and loyal to the area, probably to a fault. Where most people only see barren, flat and boring, I see wide open spaces, endless horizons, room for a view and to breathe, and acres upon acres of rugged, untamed, abundant beauty precisely as nature intended.

Palo Duro Canyon, exhibit A in Texas Panhandle natural beauty, as captured here complete with a rainbow by Open Skies Photography’s Richard Douglass. It is the second-longest canyon in the United States behind the Grand Canyon and one of several located in the so-called “land of the inverted mountains,” labeled as such because the area is relatively flat until you reach the long and steep canyons, highlighted by Palo Duro and Caprock Canyons to the south. (Credit: Richard Douglass.)
I really didn’t grasp until college that the area we affectionately referred to as West Texas growing up wasn’t truly West Texas, despite the fact that it was home to the institution formerly known as West Texas State University (present-day West Texas A&M University) and that our New Mexico state champion 16-and-under Amateur Athletic Union (AAU) basketball team was the Wes-Tex Sandies. To this day, West Texas is the one area of the state that I haven’t explored, and a such, it remains at the top on my short list.
Until that day, however, I have a dream and the luxury of vicarious living through pictures, from those regularly posted on McDonald Observatory’s Facebook page to the following beauts captured by fellow Aggie Glen Vigus.
I first met Glen during a past professional life in the Texas A&M College of Architecture — mine in communications and his in the now-world-famous Viz Lab, which he’s been a member of since 1998. Like so many others in the Texas A&M Department of Visualization, Glen is incredibly talented and perpetually perched on the cutting edge, from his print and digital photography to his educational efforts and insight that I would describe as a delightful mix of “how-to meets follow-me!” Although I don’t get to see him in-person much anymore, I’m routinely privy to his artistry and creativity through Facebook. So are you, thanks to his generosity of spirit in agreeing to share his Terlingua Ranch album and the related backstory for the Texas A&M Science blog.
Not unlike a Jerry Jeff Walker song, I told Glen that I think it offers the perfect blend of geography, geology and earth science with sides of astronomy and atmospheric sciences thrown in for the good educational measure that’s so important during the summer months.
I’ll let Glen take it from here — both the words and the wordless. On that latter front, like any good storyteller, I think he saved the best for last.
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“Years ago, my dad purchased land on the Terlingua Ranch. I never knew why he was so excited about this place until I saw it. Early one morning (4 a.m.), I accompanied my dad, brother-in-law and nephew on a 10-hour drive to Terlingua. The main purpose of our journey was to survey and mark my dad’s property. It is a different world in this part of Texas. It’s isolation and natural beauty are something to behold. I’m looking forward to the next visit … I just wish it wasn’t so far away.”
The passengers were set for a 10 hour drive . . . a 10 hour drive. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Wind turbines are cool! (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
My dad was so excited about this trip. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Checking in at Terlingua Ranch Lodge. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Our view of the Terlingua Ranch Lodge. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Our cabin. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
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(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
One of the locals. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Dad, looking for a survey marker post. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
One marker in place, eight to go. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
My Dad was like a kid on a treasure hunt. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Life is a journey. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Getting things level. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Keep walking . . . you’re almost there. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
It may be “old school,” but it works! (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Most of the mountains and hills in the ranch had at least one little house nearby. Imagine waking up to the view every morning. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
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(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
We did run into a couple of asses. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
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Marking another corner. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Miles to go . . . miles to go. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
During our adventure, I was in charge of the GPS. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
The crew. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
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(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Rainbow! (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
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(Credit: Glen Vigus.)
It’s full of stars. Can you spot the Big Dipper? (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Venus and Jupiter setting over the Terlingua Ranch. (Credit: Glen Vigus.)
Check out Day 2 of Glen’s waltz across West Texas: Big Bend National Park.