I took off this weekend to go camping with some friends. Bling! and his wife went and were kind enough to prepare all the food as well as bring all the cooking stuff. That was good for me because I am a bit of a minimalist-type-camper. I like to bring as little as I can get away with for however long I will be somewhere. That usually means whatever I can fit in or on my pack and an ice chest with food and drinks.
Bling! took a lot more than that, though and pretty much had a whole truckload full of stuff!! We used it, though, and it worked out quite well. Somewhere there is a happy medium between all of that and I am not quite sure where it is.
Bling! also made our reservations at Martin Creek Lake State Park. Good luck finding it on a map. But it is there….on the lake…..right by the power plant!! ACK! Well, it’s nobody’s fault about that one. You never know until you get there. And for some reason people were out in droves when he was making reservations. All the parks we wanted to hit were already full about 3 weeks out. Why did everyone pick this weekend? I have no idea.
We got to the park and it was a fairly nice park. We even ended up with two nice spots facing the lake. Unfortunately, the place was packed and with all the RVers coming in and out there was a lot of people, traffic and noise. One guy must have taken 30 minutes to back his huge-ass trailer into a camp spot across the road and it was nothing but a diesel engine idling forever and ever and ever.
The power plant was on the lake and you could hear it constantly droning and making some pretty heinous noises every few hours. Then, on another afternoon some moron fires up a pressure washer and decides it’s a great time to wash his entire airstream. So much for peace and quiet.
But there was some peace and quiet. You just had to be patient. Things would settle down….we’d get the fire going and all hang out, watch the fire, make smores and have beverages.
The nights were a little cooler out in E. Texas away from the urban heat effect. The lows would dip into the 40’s and the highs would hit the 70’s. I think most of us were OK, but Bling! did say he got a little chilly one night.
Young Blood came with us and it was his first time camping. None of us fucked with him and he said he had a good time. I’m guessing that we didn’t mess with him because with all the people and crap going on it just didn’t quite feel like you were out in the woods away from everything. It’s much more fun to fuck with someone when they feel exposed and vulnerable to the elements and wildlife.
And speaking of wildlife – I really didn’t see any. I didn’t even see any raccoons, which is highly unusual at a state park. I’m guessing it was just too many people and too much noise. The only thing that spooked us a little bit is that during the last night we were there and crashed out there was a horrible screaming-death-sound of what sounded like someone’s little yipper dog tied up to an RV that something else found tasty.
But, like I said….we all had a good time and relaxed quite a bit. It was nice to get out of the city and enjoy being outdoors for the entire weekend.
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