We Yurted: A Journey to the Center of Texas
Does a state have a heartbeat? Does Texas have a soul? While the blackness of its soul is debateable, as is its whiteness, its heart is not with its slow beating red rural counties, its blue urban palpitations, its pulsating purple suburbs. I don't know how well the Texas heart would do on a stress test, but it definitely has one. As to where that heart resides, welp, that seems to be debateable as well, although the McColloch County seat of Brady, TX has staked its claim.
On the way to the courthouse driving through neighborhoods and past businesses in Brady, one can see the heart plastered all over everything from store fronts to garbage cans sitting out on the curb. (I didn't get any shots of that because, well, its a residential neighborhood and I didn't want to bother people and I'm not getting shot over shooting a garbage can with a cartoon heart logo on it in someone's front yard...although that would make a helluva story...hmmm...I need a zoom lense and/or a bulletproof vest...or maybe I should be more proactive about this whole deal and buy m' own damn gun.)
Although human hearts are a little left of sternum, Texas' heart is dead center, or so this beautifully sculpted, humungous hunk of stone lead us to believe. We decided to head northeast in search of the center.
There it is, in all of its scrolled glory. If you look closely toward the bottom of the sign, you can see where somebody crashed or backed into it and they welded it back together.
You can also see that we are still 5 miles away from the actual center. Honestly, I think somebody got pissed and decided to intentionally run over the sign after searching for the center of Texas only to find that you can't actually get to it: the geographic center of Texas is on private property. I researched the center of Texas and ran into a confusing dead end: while the Texas Almanac puts the "geographic" center pretty close to where the sign says it is outside of Brady, "the Texas Society of Professional Surveyors — measuring by satellite the exact distance between the state’s four borders — places the “geodetic” center of Texas 18.5 miles west-southwest of Eden." Geographic, geodetic, I really just wanted to stand in the center of Texas and contemplate the spacious grandeur of this magnificence state and have m'self a blissful little existential crisis/spiritual awakening, but no. Of course, in true Texas-fashion, the actual location of the heart of Texas is privatized. Just like the heart-logo festooned garbage bins in Brady, I would get shot and/or arrested for tresspassing for searching any further for the center of Texas. Fuck it, we have a yurt to stay in, so we sauntered the truck on down TX Highway 337 toward Abilene State Park.