One was Monahans Sandhills State Park, located about two hours northeast of Fort Davis.
As you can decipher from the name, Sandhills State Park is, you guessed it, sandhills. Mile after mile of sand dunes rising 50+ feet into the air.There is a geology lesson here. You want to hear it?
I didn't think so.
The park boasts picnic areas, a restroom complete with showers, and even an RV park for the die-hard sand lovers.
Inside the visitors center you can rent plastic disk sleds to go sliding down the dunes. As sad as it is, my children have never seen more than a few flakes of snow let alone gone sledding.Never built a snowman, made a snow angel, or eaten not-yellow snow. Not once. We're going to have to remedy that, soon.
Anyway, we figured that since snow is not in our immediate future, we might as well let the kids go sledding on something powdery and white. White-ish.
After parking, we walked and walked into the park, searching for the perfect sledding sand dune. Phoebe charged the way, as Phoebe does........
.....and then promptly tuckered out, started fussing, and needed a hand. As Phoebe does. 
It's kind of hard to imagine, looking at this photo, that we are in the middle of oil country Texas. You just never know what you're going to find in the middle of nowhere.....
