Our visit to Dallas was short and sweet, but there were a couple of places that were high on our to-do list, and this little jaunt was one of them. During the years of 1978 through 1991, there was a popular TV series, Dallas:
Of course, the phrase “Who shot JR?” was the biggest cliffhanger in TV history. Millions tuned in to watch the feud between the land-loving, ranch-running Bobby and his evil, greedy, oil tycoon brother, JR. Cliff Barnes was the villain (or was he?) always in the mix trying to foil the backhanded and sneaky business moves JR tried to make. Jock and Miss Ellie were the quintessential mom and dad duo leaving a massive legacy to their children–the ranch from Miss Ellie’s family and the oil business Jock built from the bottom up–and was always a contention of war between the family. The show was nominated for 15 Golden Globes, 19 Primetime Emmy Awards, and 4 People’s Choice Awards. Netflix has the series on DVD and it can also be purchased on Amazon. While the series was riveting back in its prime, it probably would not gain popularity today. In fact, they tried to revive the television classic featuring the next generation with cameo appearances from JR, Bobby, and Suellen, but it only lasted three seasons.
Mike and I were familiar with the show, so we piled into the truck with our goddaughter and her mom to go take a look. As we approached Southfork Ranch, the heart of Dallas, Mike started blasting the intro song through the speakers and opened the windows. As we drove by with the theme song blaring, we were transported to circa 1980 as all the faces of the familiar characters ran through our heads and we ‘Da-Da’d’ the tune at the top of our lungs. Seeing the big white house and beautiful wrought-iron gate with the tree-lined entrance was magical, even if the ranch was closed for the day.
Yes, we parked the truck on the side of the road like common tourists. I peaked through the heavy wrought iron and got this tiny glimpse of the house:
I then walked a few steps to the side of the gate (okay, I know it wasn’t really appropriate, but I couldn’t help myself) and got this view:
I even walked out on the street to snap this scene:
Because the longhorn lazing in front of the ranch didn’t really show up well in the above photo, I got closer and spied this perspective along with some of the outbuildings:
I’m not sure if the longhorn will turn into steaks and hamburgers or if they were for ambiance, but they were wonderful to see.
Of course, a cheesy tourist visit isn’t complete without cheesy pictures:
And obligatory selfies (sans ridiculous duck lips):
To be honest, the ranch is much smaller than TV made it out to be, and the land surrounding it does not appear to be as massive. We didn’t take the tour because we got there too late, but we might have been disappointed. It’s best to leave the lives of the Dallas rich and famous to our imaginations, keeping JR and Bobby and their beautiful home intact.
Our drive to Southfork was spectacular because of our fond memories and the ability to totally immerse ourselves in the experience with youthful exuberance. Watching Gabby’s what-in-the-world-is-this-all-about facial expressions was entertaining, as well.
For now, all that’s going through my head is, “Da-Da, Da-Da, Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da, Da-Da-Da, Da-Da-Da.” At least that’s how it runs through my head–does it yours?
Until the next adventure,