New Braunfels, TX April 27 – 29, 2018
Greetings to all of you reading this post and to my fellow Trailmates! We had the unique experience of having absolutely perfect weather all weekend for our rafting trip! I’ve been in this program for more than 10 years now and believe me – you’ll usually get decent, maybe pretty good, but hardly ever perfect. And while I know you want to read more about my weather ravings, I need to tell the rest of the story.
Most everyone got to Camp Huaco Springs in the evening and had already eaten dinner so we skipped the traditional Friday night feast of hot dogs and burgers. This trip is one where you can pretty much count on setting up your tent at night because of the distance, and I was no exception. Of course, everyone pitches in to help those just arriving as I helped those who arrived after I did. Friday night festivities consisted of sitting at the camp fire and watching a few brave souls attempt the feat of melting Starbursts over the fire without giving themselves second degree burns when trying to eat the fruit of their labor.
On Sat.morning we woke up to Sean’s famous pancakes. There were multiple requests for his special brand of chocolate chips mixed with batter and there wasn’t a single hotcake left afterwards. In addition to awesome pancakes, we had lots of bacon cooked in its organic, healthy grease. The kids enjoyed the good food and retired to the chairs by the campfire while studiously avoiding looking at the camera. With full bellies, we headed down to the river to start the rafting part of our trip. The river was flowing at maybe 100 cfs, which was the complete opposite of our last trip here when the water was flowing at a whitewater level (in my opinion) of 5,000 cfs. Lounging on the rafts, epic water gun battles, and the 80 degree weather made for a phenomenal few hours on the Guadalupe!
We headed into town that evening for our delicious tradition of eating at the Gristmill (can you tell we’re slightly food focused). As usual, there was a wait so we got to walk around the square and see some old things while other things just made us feel old (this photo was taken in an “antique” shop). Back at camp there was more Starburst bravery, s’mores, and the dad’s favorite – sleeping.
Sunday morning we broke camp after another awesome breakfast consisting of Richard’s patented chorizo/egg/hash brown combo in a tortilla. We went to Natural Bridge Caverns and ventured on their newest trail that went 180 feet below ground. The sights were amazing, and I was completely dispelled of the notion I always had that caves were always cool. The temperature here was 85 degrees with 99% humidity! Once we finished the
massive climb tour, we got in our cars to head straight to Buccee’s in San Marcos for some (surprisingly good to be honest) lunch and then back to DFW.
If you weren’t able to make it this time, then I hope you come next time. Don’t forget to check out the photo album, add your own shots, and “y’all come back now, ya hear”!