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Brazos Bend during Spring Break
The weather in San Antonio was pretty windy and rainy all day Tuesday. As we left town about 5:45, I was hoping it would be clear there. We arrived about 9:30pm and spoke with the host. The wind was pretty strong and I didn't want a shredded tent again so, the plan was to arrive, claim a site, and go get a motel room for the night. That way they wouldn't give my Wednesday reservation away if I didn't arrive Tuesday. The host suggested I take a shelter for the night since there were a couple vacant. I made sure to get to the office before 9am to claim the shelter for a second night.
We attended the guided Creekside lake hike. My son spotted 2 snakes along the path. That boy has sharp eyes. That would not the the last thing he spotted during the trip. It was nice to see water in the lake. We were there 2 years ago and the lake looked like a pasture. We took a walk around Elm lake and saw 2 large gators sunning themselves on an island. There were many Egrets, Ibis, and Herons. I only saw 2 Roseatte Spoonbills and they were flying so I couldn't get a picture of them. As for the Pileated Woodpecker, the lens on my camera couldn't reach far enough to capture the image.
We hiked around 40 Acre lake and noticed a 6 foot gator in the shallow side of the swamp . My son walked in front of my and several other visitors who were just behind us. He startled a 6 foot gator who was on the grass between the lake and the path. The gator returned the gesture and startled my son by slinging his head around and hissing at him. My son lept across the path. When he landed and took another breath, he hollered "Hey mom, I found one!" Mr. cool thought we all missed him leap in the air with fright. We took many pictures of that gator.
Back at the nature center, we pet the Mexican rat snake, the corn snake and the baby gator. We went for several bike rides, and he played for hours at the playground by the shelters. We had some raccoon issues. We had ridden to the restroom and when we returned, a coon was sitting on my Coleman picking dried up food off the burner. Thanks coon, but ewww, get your muddy feet off my table. Those things were as big as a Javelina! The first night we had the coolers inside the shelter but something, I wonder what, kept messing with the screen all night. The food got locked up in the truck the second night.
There was a family with 3 little girls who arrived about 8pm the second night and were using their outdoor voices, in their shelter UNTIL MIDNIGHT. At first, about 10, I fell asleep easily. We were exhausted from the previous day of work and travel, and raccoon noises all night, not to mention all the hiking and biking we did. Now I can appreciate the sounds of a family and children enjoying time together but it was late. They weren't speaking English or Spanish so I didn't know how to ask them to be quiet, or if they would understand English or not. About 12:15 I said in my OUTSIDE voice, Oh come on and go to sleep already! It got noticeably quiet after that. Guess they understood English. The family was quite cordial upon bumping into them in the restroom in the morning. I don't think they had any clue who they had upset that night. Everyone was real quiet in the morning and we managed to sleep until.........................9:00am! yea baby, I LOVE camping! There were a few thousand birds who tried to ruin our slumber but they failed.
We took our time to break camp. Before leaving the park we asked for directions to Eagle Lake, where Attwater Prairie Chicken National Wildlife Refuge is. The Ranger girl gave great directions and we were greeted by a herd of Buffalo at the entrance. The visitor center had a sign on the door saying they were all "Out in the field" and sorry for the inconvenience. Bummer. Well, their restrooms were spotless. We started to take a hike. 30 yards from the gate on the narrowly mown path were 2 very large snakes, twisted upon each other. They were taking advantage of what they thought was a private stretch of path. They looked like they were......uh.....you know.....makin' snakes. Ok, hike is over. I am not stepping into the tall grass with shorts on to go around snakes. They were rat snakes so not dangerous, but they are very fast and that creeps me out. Back to the truck.
We were near enough to Sealy to visit Stephen F Austin State Park. We went in, took an hour long hike and came across a copperhead. Luckily he was either in a sunbathing induced coma, or was dead. He looked uninjured. He was only about 2 feet long.
We then went to the SFA historic site. While looking at the replica house, we noticed a family hiking along the other side of the fence line. A fence with several signs marked private property, no trespassing. Turns out that is their land and their grandparents run the historic site museum. They saw us on the site and went to the office to gets us brochures and show us a few things. They were just walking their fence line to do repairs. The lady let us take a few photos inside the museum, including a shot with my son and SFA's writing desk. That's sort of cool if you're a history buff. The kids are going to have a TX history unit this next week. He'll be showing his teacher that photo for sure. That was enough excitement to last us until Garner in 2 weeks.
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