When you turn off Highway 1604 onto Texas State Highway 16 toward Bandera, don’t even try to resist the urge to put on some Texas country western music. Bon Iver matched the rain’s pitter-patter as I zipped past general San Antonio, but as soon as I turned off that four-lane highway, anything other than a country twang seemed damn inappropriate. Johnny Cash’s voice soon serenaded me about Texas thunderstorms — “’Cause they’ve got to ride forever on that range up in the sky ... Yippee yi yay. Yippee yi oh. Ghost riders in the sky.”