October is a sweet spot for Texas camping. Cool nights, warm days and during football season means campfires are comfortable, swimming is comfortable and it's usually not too crowded (except for the ubiquitous boy scout troop that mysteriously appears in the middle of the night). We coordinated with some camping buddies for a weekend at Garner State Park. It was a great time replete with fire, cooking things with fire, playing a card game where you have to put the invention of fire into its chronologically correct time period, not playing any social deduction games, smores, pontificating, improvising a way to provide ambient light with an old car battery, sleeping in tents, sleeping in hammocks, tubing, swimming and hiking.
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Unfortunately, I failed to take any pictures of us camping. I only have these pictures from this hike up Old Baldy which, in this shot, kind of looks like a horrible uphill slog. It was only moderate. I swear. |
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Continued slogging |
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Summit of Mount Baldy! |
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A group shot with the Frio river in the background |
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Common curiosity dictates that one tucks one's shirt into one's trousers before performing a handstand to prevent the unintentional unveiling of one's deathly white mid torso. For shame. |
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Swimming in the Frio |
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We rolled up our tent and found this little guy hiding underneath. Jean thought a badger was trying to get in the tent. |
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