December 6 
Wednesday was our short drive to Brazos Bend State Park, one of my favoritest of the Texas state parks. Everything about it is great--except the campground, which is only "almost great." The sites are large, somewhat shaded, well separated and have lots of lovely big trees. But they're neither scenic enough or private enough to be called "great."
The park is full of birds, trails, more birds, and alligators. And probably lots of other stuff--I did see some wild hogs there last time. But no other animals except squirrels.
So after our quick drive and set up, Molly and I took a walk. We were determined to go to see the Brazos River because on our last trip to this park we never did. We started out with a map, and after a bit of meandering and guesswork, made our way through the network of trails to the day use area and a short-ish, quarter mile walk down the "White Oak" trail to the river. Yippee!
Next time we come we're going to take the long trail that goes out to Yellowstone Landing. But that was out of reach--as it was by the time we got back to camp, darkness was beginning to creep up. And we'd walked over an hour already.
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