Back to civilization and its ho hum landscape (at least compared to Caprock Canyons) If this weren't where my kids, my job and the 10 for 10 diet dr pepper sales were, I am not sure I would have come back. Well, I also like easy access roads that actually get someplace in less than 3 hours... someplace includes arenas that hose more than Friday Night Lights and the local American Idol contestant's consolation show.
OH! AND TREES big enough to hand a hammock on...
Anyway, Thursday found Katrina and I hiking to and through Clarity Tunnel.
You get a wierd sense of accomplishment carrying everything you need for a camp in one pack. Of course while the road looks like it goes on forever, we really only hiked about 5 miles in and 5 miles out.
Finding a relatively flat camping spot that was not either on the trail or suspiciously full of cow pie was a bit hard. But the scenery was georgeous.
Of course I'm told that the section of the trail we hiked is kinda bland compared to what is farther west and in the Canyons State Park Itself.
The next day we hiked out, had onion rings and root beer at the local diner and toured the old stone jail (can't pass up a hysterical marker)...
THEN we went to the Caprock State Park:
Red Rock and Spanish Skirts and Gypsum and mini-Grand Canyons everywhere!
I really must come back with the kids. Maybe Lainey will put up with a tent if she gets the chance to see bats and stars.
Plus, where else can you staddle the width of the Red River?
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