Friday, Brian D. met me at my house after work. We loaded his truck with gear and headed an hour up the road to Stockton Lake State Park to eat steaks cooked over an open fire and detox from family life for a short time. He and I both have very busy family schedules and we have to plan these outings pretty well in advance. Our original plan involved the whole weekend and a generous helping of stupidity and adventure, but that'll have to wait for another weekend, as Brian had a work engagement pop up on Sunday.
Got to test out my Eureka Solitaire's coffin-like accommodations once again. It's a small, but very light and capable tent. Would be perfect for doing more primitive backpacking and overnight trips in a kayak or canoe.
Chill'n by the Caveman TV is one of my favorite things in life. One channel, never gets boring.
We eat well on these car camping trips. Not healthy, but well.
We had a couple of armadillos come into camp about 10pm. One decided to take a dust bath in an ash pile on the edge of the woods.
Up early, hoping to get on the water before the weather sets in.
Checking out the water below camp.
Morning coffee and then on the water.
We paddled and fished for maybe an hour and half before the rain started falling and the lightning got too close for comfort, but we each caught a few small bass and sunfish.
After breaking camp, we headed over to Orleans Trail Marina for some lunch, hoping to wait out the storms. It didn't work out, though. We did get to see a covey of about 15 quail cross the road in front of us. We had to stop to let them pass without pasting them. I haven't seen a covey like that in years.
A fun little trip.