San Angelo State Park, Texas

We left San Antonio, Texas on Thurs., March 15 and drove north 200+ miles to San Angelo, Texas. The area immediately north of San Antonio is called hill country. We did see some low rolling hills but its basically flat traveling north on I 10. It’s very dry country with rocks, cactus and scrub brush.

Our destination was a state park about 10 miles outside the city of San Angelo. The park is divided into the north and south camping areas. We picked the north camping area, called Bald Eagle Creek Area, on the advice of the park volunteer on the phone. We always call ahead to check availability.

The 11 campsites are located under a grove of mature pecan trees in a grassy area. The trees and bushes have lost their leaves for the winter and have not sprouted yet. The campground was never more than half full and this gave us some peaceful reading and hiking time.

The south campground is located on O.C. Fisher Lake, about 9 south miles and around the lake from us, but due to the lack of rainfall it is only at 7% of capacity. It is very dry here. The creek that runs by our campsite is just a trickle. Although our neighbors said they saw a catfish about 2’ long in the creek. They were still trying to hook it when we left. We are off the beaten path, so we are seeing very few RVs from out of state-mainly locals. Part of our campground is an equestrian area where people can camp with their horses.

People are very friendly in the campgrounds. Our last night at Bald Eagle Creek, we were invited by our neighbor’s children for smores and cookie decorating. We have also enjoyed dinner out with fellow campers. It’s fun to talk with people from other parts of the country and compare notes. Campground hosts are particularly friendly and a wealth of information. This is another advantage of state campgrounds over the private ones.

This is definitely cowboy country with lots of feed stores and horse supplies. We see lots of Mexican and Bar B Q restaurants. The menus include steaks, ribs, chicken, beans, and potatoes but not many salads here.

Pris has enjoyed the armadillos wandering through the campground, and John has enjoyed watching the Gator basketball team (winning so far). John signed his life away, and swore to Direct TV that we were on the road, so he gets both the east and west coast feeds. But that’s another story.