Springtime on the Road

Ahh, the first blooms of spring!  The sun is shining, the birds are singing and we are in the mood to travel!  We took the RV out to Lake Lavon late last week for a shakeout trip, it was very, very windy, but otherwise, a good couple of days to make sure that everything was in working order.  We enjoyed a great visit with friends Mark and Sue Larson on Friday evening, then it was back to home to get ready for a trip to Lake of the Pines for Spring Break.

On the way home, we had a call from Mom’s Memory Care Home that she had fallen after her morning nap and had hit her head.  We stopped by and at their suggestion took her to the ER for a good checkup.  Fortunately, nothing was broken, and no other problems found, just a small cut over her eye and a swollen lip.  We checked on her on Sunday, she did not even get the black eye that we thought she might have.

Monday morning, we were jacks up for Alley Creek Campground at Lake of the Pines.  This is our first visit to this area, It’s just 120 miles from home and absolutely gorgeous.  I have to admit that this was not our original goal.  Since it was to be a short trip, we didn’t want to spend too much time on the road, so the place needed to be fairly close to home.  We had thought of some other places, Galveston, Lake Ray Roberts, Lake Cooper etc.  However, with so many schools being on break this week, everywhere we looked was all booked up. After a looking for a good while, I found the last spot open here at Alley Creek and grabbed it.  This may become a new favorite, definitely good for more than one visit. We are nestled in among tall lodgepole pines, a few sweet gums and oaks scattered in, with a view of the lake. It’s got everything except large boulders and mountains in the background.






Last night we enjoyed a walk and watched the sunset over the lake, the ball of fire sparked out from among the trees as it spread crimson hues out over the lake which gradually washed out to gentle pinks as they reached to the east. Words are such inadequate tools to desunset1scribe the scene and the pictures certainly do not do it justice, but our souls drank it in.20180312_191113


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