Redd came home for Easter! Wow, I couldn’t even believe it. We had some things to take care of right after Easter, but on Tuesday, we decided to head out and do a little Yukon Nomading. He finally was able to remove the middle seats of the Yukon and build the sleeping platform. I really wanted to try it out. We packed everything up and headed north to the Sabine National Forest, which is in Texas. There is free camping near a boat launch called Haper’s Ferry near Toldeo Bend. It was about 3.5 hours from home. One speeding ticket later from the Robline, LA police department and we were there.
We picked a campsite with a great view of the water. There was a well-worn path to the water that we could have easily launched a kayak from. The dogs were in love with the proximity to the water. Every time a boat would pass causing wake, Baylor would run down to the water’s edge to bark at the water. Crazy dog.
It was a little bit chilly but the sun felt so great. We had planned to grill some steaks and have baked potatoes for dinner. We broke out the old 10.00 Lowe’s bbq pit and fitted the giant steaks in place.
Both dogs were seriously interested in what was going on. I don’t think they ever tried to snag a steak, but I’m sure if we had turned our back they would have attempted a little snitch.
Sunset was pretty glorious. We played a little Lord of the Rings trivia and then it got a bit too cold to hang out, even though we had a fire. Something about the minute the sky goes completely dark, I can barely keep my eyes open.
We climbed into the newly larger-sized sleeping area. Even though we removed the middle seats giving us 3 more feet of space, we still had no room. Baylor is a big dog. I don’t understand why he has to take up so much room. He sleeps my bed at home every night and we never have any problem. Add camping and he’s such a coward. He’s attached to my hip and sleeping on top of me. I had no room for my feet or my left leg. I ended up pushing on him with my foot all night long. It did no good. If a 80lb dog does want to move, he ain’t moving. I think next time I’m going to make him sleep in the front passenger’s seat. I’ve been putting our dry foods up there, but now I’ve got a cargo carrier for the roof. That should be safe enough storage to keep racoons out.
Speaking of trash pandas, apparently some came into our campsite to check out the bbq pit. About midnight Baylor was doing that low, under the voice growl that indicates something is not right. I couldn’t see anything, but he sure was alert. Redd, of course, was passed out and not attuned to any of the dangers. But he’s the one that’s always so worried about something bad happening while camping. The moon was so bright, it literally was like the sun. Needless to say, between Bay hogging the whole entire back of the Yukon, trash pandas, and the sun/moon thing, I didn’t get much sleep. Oh, and my self-inflating sleeping pad had a hole in it. It was brand new, never used.
Next morning we woke up at dawn because two fishermen in a boat DARED to pass near us in the water. Baylor had to rush down and bark at them. Sorry, dudes, no fish here. I rustled us up the best breakfast evah, coffee, scrambled cheesy eggs, and potato hash with leftover steak from the night before. De-lish!
Unfortunately, we were to stay two nights but it began raining and the forecast called for severe weather. I really didn’t feel like dealing w/wet dogs inside of the Yukon just because. We were too close to home to worry about that. So we packed up late afternoon and headed home.
Again, each camping experience shows me what I can do better or what I should think about purchasing before we head to Yellowstone. The cargo carrier is going to make a world of difference in terms of what we can bring and how we can store it.
Less than 2 months before the most epic Yellowstone road trip!