After what seemed like a nonstop roller coaster ride of just getting there and making appointments a light at the end of the tunnel appeared. After dropping off the Old Man at the airport, a quick run, and breakfast with the Crazy Lady it was time for the dogs and I to hit the road and head our way to Grand Prairie, Tx. I was excited and nervous as this was my first time alone in the van.
With a late check in time the dogs and I stopped at a Texas Safety Stop (or rest stop if you are boring) to catch up on work a bit. Two days of vacation did a number on my inbox, plus we had to kill sometime before we could check into to our spot at Loyd Park.
Loyd Park was all I could ever want, great cell service to work, but a park with hiking, woods, and more importantly because it was a week day no people! I got us all set up, I did a bit more work before opening a bottle of wine (which was a bit harder than I thought stupid old school opener) and relaxed.
For as nervous as I was coming into the solo adventure, I was quite relaxed and enjoying the solitude. I even managed to get stuff in the van rearranged so it made a bit more sense. Van life so far has been more rearranging and figuring out where to put the new stuff we need and where to stash or give away the stuff we don’t need. I suspect this will go on for awhile till we figure out our real needs versus what we perceive as needs.
The next day the Old Man called to inform me he forgot his passport and wouldn’t be able to get on his flight to Canada so he was was coming home 2 days early. Sadly that 2 day early was him arriving in DFW at 1130pm and the park at midnight. I am guessing Loyd park has never had a mercedes black car drop someone off at the park.
The snafu while upsetting was exactly what the Old Man needed (in my opinion) he was able to catch up on work, deal with some personal stuff that needed dealing with, and still enjoy the silence of being alone in the park. And with the Old Man home he got to witness a tree falling on my head and more importantly was there to take a picture as proof. Ok it wasn’t a tree and more of a branch, but still I was hit on the head by nature. Not cool nature not cool.
After a week of navigating Loyd Park (and recovering from my hit and tree) it was time for us to head off to our first boondocking/free camping adventure. Again since it was our first we took it a bit easy on ourselves and found a place on the free camping website. Hunter Park in Granbury, Tx where if we could stay free for up to 10 days and they have real live bathrooms.
We stopped at Whataburger for lunch on the way so Sam could have his first ever Whataburger and then off to shop for dinner. Hunter Park is right on the Brazos River and aside from the crazy winds is a great place to hang out. The dogs and I took a bit of a nap down by the river while the Old Man futz with the TV and reading of the manuals Bob our builder had left us with.
Not feeling particularly cook like we headed into town to eat at Fuzzy’s Tacos and walk around Granbury downtown. Granbury was a great town and everyone was super friendly. Fuzzy’s was decent but won because they are dog friendly and well anyone dog friendly usually wins with us.
After dinner and a quick walk about we headed back to the park, relaxed a bit, watched a killer sunset and then headed off to bed.
It was only one night, but we did just fine boondocking and Hunter Park was a great place for any free camper, but especially those new to the game. I recommend you bring a fishing pole as the fish were plentiful. Hunter Park is pet friendly as long as they stay on a leash, we used our long tie outs and no one commented.
Next up is Texarkana where we crash for 2 nights on our way up to Lexington. With the pace of life slowing down and us learning how to work on the road things seem to be falling into place. I got my long winding highways on the way to Hunter Park and will again on the way to Texarkana, a big win in my book.