Last May, we met my sister and brother-in-law at this state park campground (see Inks Lake). It’s a great park, with some wonderful lakeside sites. A good place to return to. We couldn’t get in on the weekend, but I’d reserved both Sunday and Monday nights.
Our great site.
I knew from last time that getting a good site means getting there early, so about 9:00 I left Kate and Marsha finishing the pack-up and drove the 20 minutes to the park on my own. It was Sunday, so hordes of people were leaving the park, and I grabbed the best site available. In fact, I think this campsite rates as the best we’ve had our whole trip. Huge site with a lush green lawn sloping down to the lake with an easy put-in for boats. Plenty of trees for shade and hammocks. This was ideal!
Sunset on the lake.
Kate and Marsha arrived soon after with some disappointing news. I’d planned two nights here, thinking Marsha was flying home out of Dallas on Wednesday. But on the drive over, Marsha realized we’d gotten the dates wrong; actually she was flying out Tuesday. Fortunately, we’d gotten in early, so we had all day to enjoy the park. But the weather was coolish with a big storm predicted for the afternoon. So I didn’t bother stringing up hammocks or blowing up the canoe. Instead, Marsha and I went for a hike with Bailey, enjoying wildflowers and cacti and red granite boulders. We headed back when it started raining, but the threatening storm never did arrive. I washed Bailey, and we set up chairs to relax and enjoy our peaceful setting.
Hike to the falls.
The next day started with blue sky and sun and temps headed into the upper 80s. It would have been a perfect day to canoe on the lake and swim. We didn’t have to check out until 2:00, but it still wasn’t quite worth blowing up the boat. We hiked some more and just enjoyed as much as we could of the beautiful park and weather before hitting the road to Dallas.