SFASP

*Optional soundtrack for today's post

I like being outside, listening to wind, and walking on gravel. (everyone loves the gravel noise right?) I would go camping twice a month if it wasn't 9,000 degrees in the summer or rain 5.5 inches in the spring.  Dp & I didn't get to camp in 2011. I've been dying to go.

Friday I notice the weather is going to be nice, so

(9:45:27 AM) Analee:  i want to go camping

(9:45:48 AM) DP: ok. Sounds good to me!

 

We looked into Brazos but they were booked, so we made reservations at Steven F. Austin SP.

 

(Saturday morning I fell after we had finished loading the car, and hurt my knees, wrist and most painful - my pride. I have my wrist wrapped, I'm telling people it is an injury from my MMA match ... with the porch.

 

Carro also is very ill, and we had to stop outside Brookshire to make sure our engine was still attached to the car. Fun. The noise is so terrible other motorists look in horror as they pass us, including motorcyclists.)

 

Just making it to the park was a triumph in my book. SFASP is great - quiet, lots of trails along the Brazos, birds, seriously clean restrooms, quiet quiet mmmm quiet.

 

               Highlights

:: dp got the tent up in record time.

:: weenie roast for lunch

:: walk along fishbone trail

:: armadillo

:: trying to cook dinner

:: camera play

:: katie dog - our 1hr foster dog
:: warm sleeping bag
:: tent smell

:: bacon bacon bacon

:: my birdies -  tufted titmouse, barn swallow, cardinal family, yellow bellied sapsucker, pileated woodpecker, robin, philadelphia vireo & 6,000 vultures

I like taking walks and living in the country is always apealing until I think no mexican food and no mam's. And I haven't picked up my camera in many months and it was good to use that part of my brain.

When we got home- ps thank God for letting us make it - the kitties squealed with excitement, I always enjoy a warm welcome. And then my wrist really started hurt.