Dave and Cindy fulltime in a truck camper. (The Albino Rhino) travel blog

Spring break arrives at Garner

Tent cities pop up everywhere. Never seen an "aircraft hanger" tent before.

 

The new view of the countryside

Our once empty campground is bustling

The "mansion" across the street

Keeping it real, Tee Pee style

Old meets new... my favorite tent

Yes, this child is playing in a fire pit... and yes, that's...

A pic worth a thousand words.

That man can drive.

Usually, these are towed when full. I think alcohol is involved, or...

If you leave it out, they will come...

Scouting for goodies

We have a winner!

The getaway

 

My morning getaway

Let's go for a hike... what are we forgetting?

Oh, yeah... we're "working"!

Look what I found... 23 unopened cans of beer!!! (If I drank,...

Ahhh, that's more my speed! You never know what people will drop...

Hitting the trails

 

 

Now THAT'S a stair stepper!

 

 

 

Texas Bonsai tree

 

 

And we thought we had it rough

 

 

Talk about a crappy job! You've got a long way to go...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My girl

Fresh air makes you giddy

 

Oh COME ON!

 

Yeah, that's about as helpful as a "No Littering" sign

Inside the "non-crystal" cave... lol. Just needs a TV, fridge, sofa-bed, and...

Lunch time

 

The end of the trail... the only flat section.

 

My legs... they're dying

 

 

 

"Old Baldy" as seen from the top of a nieghboring hill

Zoom out: Old Baldy overlooking Garner State Park campers

The higher we got, the better the view

 

 

 

Rewarded at last.


Spring Break arrived with a vengeance last weekend, and we were reminded why we avoided this place back in our camping days. The masses arrived in droves Friday night, and never stopped, it seemed as one carload left, another took it's place. Our peaceful stay, and open views were transformed into what amounts to a "micro-suburb" in the middle of the hill country.

I found it all a little ironic, and somewhat sad. Essentially, rather than leave the city behind to enjoy the peaceful countryside... they bring the city, to the country. Boomboxes, motorized scooters, big-screen TVs, dogs, clothes lines, trash, mobile homes, and traffic... the only thing they left behind was cleanliness, privacy, and the priveledge of not having to share a toilet & shower with a hundred other people. (Wanna get to know humanity... clean their restrooms, and pick up their trash.)

Interesting observations... cleaning the men's room: 15 minutes, in and out. Cleaning the women's restroom: 30 minutes waiting for them to let you in to clean, (They demand a clean restroom, just not right now... they'll walk right over your equipment, and under sign declaring "restroom closed".) Then another 35 minutes to clean it. I'll make another observation as well... I've worked alot of jobs, everything from flipping burgers, the military, sheetmetal work on aircraft, making hospital equipment, making salsa, and making boxes to name a few. Picking up litter has been the most fun, and the most rewarding to date. The work is easy, there's no supervision, I work in nature, there's no rush, no production numbers to meet, and best of all... I can turn around, and see tangible evidence that what i'm doing benefits the world in some small way. I admit, I also get a small high from the fact that when campers wake up, and use the restroom for the first time, they're as overjoyed as I am to find a clean one, with no urine on the seat. Yeah, it's no cure for cancer... but it's our little contribution.

(In the photos, you'll see other benefits of picking up litter!)

It's always interesting to ride around the busy campground, because just like a neighborhood, you can tell alot about people by how they camp. Some bring a tent and a car, some bring the house with them, with 4 cars. Some tents are simple, some are top-of-the-line luxury accomdations, with mulitple sections and even enclosed "sun rooms". One poor guy brought a bus, and was somehow able to cram it in a spot surrounded by trees, each one no more than a foot or two from the RV. I'm sorry I missed him backing it in. (Even the branches nearly touched the roof)

Cindy and I decided to escape the humanity, by "picking up litter" on the many trail systems in the park. (Going for a walk, is going for a walk, but take your litter grabber and a trash bag... and now, you're "accruing work hours" towards your free campsite.) What we thought would be a relaxing stroll turned out to be 6 hours, and about five miles of steep, rocky, trails... and lot's of heavy sighs from behind me, as Cindy was sucking wind, wondering wether it might be better to just jump and roll to the bottom. There certainly seemed to be more "up hill" than "down".

We got to see a lot of great views though, and our hard work was frequently rewarded with a beautiful sight around every corner, I tried to capture as many as possible for you to enjoy with us.



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