We left Waco for San Antonio. We were going to be there five days but left after three. It wasn't a bad campground for being in the middle of an industrial area within the city but it was just too hot to enjoy doing anything outdoors. We spent one afternoon at Riverwalk, but didn't have the energy or desire to do anything else. We drove by the Alamo and just as quickly forgot it (see what I did there?). I stumbled upon this RV park about 140 miles west of San Antonio by using the Park Advisor app so we decided to leave San Antonio early and continue west. Our destination - Pecan Valley RV Park in Junction, Texas. It was absolutely amazing. An RV park next to the Llano River in a pecan grove. In the evening and early morning huge herds of deer make their way through the park. The night sky was so dark and clear the milky way was visible. And the best part, sketchy at best, network and cell service.
Rusty and I had two full relaxing days doing nothing but shelling and eating pecans, sitting by the river and watching the deer and the stars at night. We were the only ones in the park on Sunday afternoon/early evening so it was like having the world to ourselves. Absolutely heaven!
I got up on Sunday night about midnight and the deer were all around the RV - some of them just laying on the ground right next to our door. We were told that axis deer are running the native white tailed deer out of Texas so they feed these white tailed deer to keep the population up.
The other cool part was the pecan grove. We picked up a bag full and are still cracking them. In case you're wondering, here's all the stages of a pecan:
Rusty and I had two full relaxing days doing nothing but shelling and eating pecans, sitting by the river and watching the deer and the stars at night. We were the only ones in the park on Sunday afternoon/early evening so it was like having the world to ourselves. Absolutely heaven!
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| Sunday Afternoon - Derf Under the Pecan Trees |
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| The Evening Deer Arrival! |
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| Coming Towards Us! |
The other cool part was the pecan grove. We picked up a bag full and are still cracking them. In case you're wondering, here's all the stages of a pecan:
We were parked right under an old pecan tree and when a brief storm came up you should have heard it raining pecans! It sure did make it easy to pick up more of them.
Tonight we're in Fort Stockton, Texas. The park is nice, but bigger than the one in Pecan Valley. We're only here for the night. At least it's cool here - no AC needed!
xoxo
Julie
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