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Shannon Camps Solo - Day #1
Location: Hill Country State Natural Area, Bandera, TX
Date: Friday, May 9, 2003 (Aerial Photos from August 9, 2003)
Weather: Hot (mid-90's), humid & hazy
Activities: Camping, hiking, photography & writing
GPS Tracks & Waypoints: West Verde Creek Area
Submitted by: Shannon Moore
Arrival at Hill Country SNA
After a trip with Justin to the Spirit of Flight airshow in Galveston during the prior weekend, I returned home primed for a "flight" of my own -- a solo camping trip to Hill Country State Natural Area (HCSNA). I had been considering the idea for awhile as a way to get back outdoors, yet avoid forcing Justin into a repeat of previous summer trips. It's a time-honored truth that my love of the outdoors tends to supercede personal comfort, causing many of our camping trips to occur during extremes in Texas weather -- heat waves, hurricanes, flooding rains. Needless to say, Justin was supportive of my desire to camp solo in the May heat and humidity at sparsely-shaded Hill Country State Natural Area!
As I prepared for this trip, I gained a new appreciation for people who travel alone, either out of necessity or desire. In the thirteen years I've known Justin (including nearly 5 years of marriage, thus far,) I've been spoiled by always having him as my travel partner on camping, hiking or photography excursions. Going solo on this trip, even though I was just heading to a state natural area in a nearby city, I found both exciting and a little daunting.
Several days after reserving a campsite, I loaded my sedan on Friday morning and made the scenic 56 mile drive from San Antonio to Hill Country State Natural Area in Bandera. Arriving at the park around 2:30 PM, I checked in at the ranger/entrance station for a primitive campsite; a pleasant park official assigned campsite #130 in the West Verde Creek campground to me for the weekend; ironically, site #130 is the one Justin and I last used during our 1997 HCSNA camping trip! I called Justin upon my arrival, elated to be camping again and to be doing it on my own for the first time.
As expected, temperatures and humidity remained high during my stay. Despite a slight breeze, even the simple act of pitching the tent reduced me to a sweaty mess. Although one of my grade school English teachers used to insist, "Women perspire, they don't sweat," I have to go on record stating that, in Texas at least, everything sweats -- men, women, children, infants, javelina, cacti...
One of my primary goals during this trip was to update our photographs of the park, and I did my best to succeed despite a thick, persistent haze in the air. The haze, created by agricultural burning and wildfires in Mexico, gave Hill Country's hills and peaks an other-worldly quality. Poor visibility caused by the haze also curtailed Justin's plans to fly a rented Cessna Skyhawk over the park during my stay. Having recently purchased Garmin's GPSMap 76s, a GPS unit with topographic maps, I was prepared to supply Justin with the GPS coordinates of my campsite and other points of interest; however, the haze made an overflight impractical. NOTE: Justin and I did an overflight of the park on August 9, 2003. The aerial photographs included in this trip report were taken during that flight.
My activities on Friday consisted of setting up camp, relaxing, observing birds and insects, reading and writing. In short, Friday was my day to avoid excessive activity and just enjoy being outdoors again. Lightning bugs were prevalent throughout the evening hours, performing a mesmerizing light show before departing to wherever it is that lightning bugs go. After dark, the only sounds were crickets and the tell-tale hum of an equestrian camper's generator at Chapa's Group Camp about 3/4 mile to the east.
Sitting outside the tent by lantern light around 9:30 PM, I realized the slight breeze that had offered some respite from the heat was absent. The night was far too hot and humid to make my sleeping bag useful even as a sleeping mat, so I returned it to my vehicle before climbing into the tent for the night. Without Justin as a camp companion, I was a little worried I might sleep in Saturday morning and miss the early morning hours. The weather, however, ensured I awoke early; just before dawn, the air turned so humid and chilly I was forced to add a layer of clothing and use a spare t-shirt as a blanket!
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