Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Camping with the deer

Three weeks at Medina Lake was, well, in a single word, wonderful. Medina Lake has become a popular destination for Cynthia and me, since her kids have moved to San Antonio. It’s only a 30-minute drive to Tammi and Kenny’s house, since they live on the southwest side of San Antonio and Medina Lake is southwest of the city. Michael lives about 25 miles across the city, but that’s not too bad, considering San Antonio is Texas’ third largest city. And now that we have gotten used to the I-bus (nickname for RV), setting it up and getting the satellite properly arranged so I can watch ESPN, the World Series champion Yankees on Fox and the not-so-good Sooners and the Cowboys I am completely happy. Cynthia is happy she can see the girls, McKenna and Kenedi, plus happy that I’m happy. We plan to go back over Thanksgiving, and depending on what Karen decides to do Christmas, we may just go back Christmas, too. If truth be known, Cynthia probably would enjoy living in San Antonio, but then we wouldn’t be able to go down there as often and camp out!

We were down there to officially welcome Micah, Michael’s new son, to the family. That means a new cousin for McKenna, Kenedi, Brandon and Garrett. We also made friends with the deer. As I mentioned once before in a blog when we went to Medina and stayed in a getaway cabin, I was able to eventually get close enough to feed a deer by hand. I thought that was a breakthrough. This time, the deer were all around the campground and not bashful at all about coming around the campsite to eat whatever they could. Even McKenna got brave enough to feed them. They were so plentiful, we bought a 50-pound sack of deer corn and they got used to our campsite and knew we had some deer corn to give them. Just a rattle of that sack, or any sack for that matter, brought deer running. At times, I had as many as 20 deer around me. Bucks, does, even some small ones. They were so peaceful looking with big black eyes staring at you. Needless to say, I became a big fan of the deer, or maybe it was vice-versa.

-----Photos taken by Cynthia-----

(Be sure and click on the photos for a larger view)


At November 13, 2009 at 2:38 PM , Blogger Glen Lazalier said...

Reminds me of Palo Duro Canyon State Park south of Amarillo. Watch 'em though, John. They may appear to be totally tamed but, especially this time of the year, they can be a little dangerous.


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