As I head north towards Wichita Falls the towns are getting smaller, but they're getting more interesting. I happened into a gem of a place called Nocona. It's home to a vintage car museum (140 automobiles), a baseball glove factory (the last in the USA) and a charming inn on the main street. Met a fellow while photographing his freshly completed BBQ smokehouse and was promptly invited to dinner. Enjoyed a spread of chicken fried steak, pork chops and oysters with fourteen locals, including Nocona's mayor. Texans may just be the friendliest people I've ever come across. Thank you Dan, Bob & Kristal – I'll forever remember your generosity.