Left our camping spot at Martin Dies, Jr. State park at 7:46 am only to be stopped by a camp host. He wanted to know if we would like some parking tips. Not that Jerry was a bad parker. It must have been really hard for Don to watch us park on that first day. That was very nice of him. He showed us a couple of things and then Don sent us on our way. It was so nice to bring back his fond memories of backing a little trailer. He said, "short trailers are harder to back than the long ones".
In South Carolina the trucks have the cute silhouettes of squirrels, deer or some kid pissing on something. Today I saw a silhouette of an oil derrick on the back of a truck. Shortly after seeing the truck we spotted gas at $1.53.09!
We made it to Inks Lake State Park and found a place to stay. When we arrived someone was practicing on his or her trumpet. We hoped that it would not go on for a long time. And it did not. We took a 3 mile hike and went back to Tink and ate some cinnamon bread with peanut butter.
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