Beach Front Camping Season 2025 Opens...
We opened beach front camping season 2025 on the Gulf of Mexico this past week arriving on a Sunday afternoon as Jeep Weekend, which is mostly centered on Boliver Peninsula and Galveston wrapped up and the usual weekenders on the Brazoria County Free camping beach were packing up to park in our usual spot with the camper and settle in for few quiet days.
Conditions could have been better. It was windy. There was seaweed washing up on the beach. The wind blew the sand all up in our gear so much that we stopped at the carwash before we ever got home. Like Cathy said though, "I'm glad you get the beach," we both enjoy it no matter what.
This stretch of beach, which on a weekend is host to the great Texas freedom and pastime of driving on the beach can be bumper to bumper on a weekend but by Sunday evening/Monday Morning it's empty as when Cabeza de Vaca washed ashore and that's how we like it.
Going back last year we have caught fish three out of five camps here at Carl's Secret Spot and this trip produced about 15 hard heads, under size sheepshead and whiting which though they don't get much acclaim are a good eating panfish with no restrictions. I'd like to have a bucket full of small ones, cornmeal and a pan of hot grease. We threw these two on the grill.
Hopefully hurricane season will be calm because though Cathy will beach it anytime I like the calm, clear water of late summer for better beachfront fishing right where I camp. I think I have the tide heights figured out. When predictions start to get above two feet the water is coming close to where the camper is parked. At 2.6 it's time to get out. The high water mark in this photo is 1.9.
There is always something to do though. I subscribed Cathy to the Major League Baseball Radio app. We listened to an Astros game everyday. I started a good book by Cormac McCarthy. We watched the birds and these gulls, I think they are mostly Bonaparte's Gulls, pick little shrimps out of the seaweed washing ashore. We didn't see any big ships, maybe the limited visibility or the Trump Tariffs so I didn't track who they were or when they were coming from. There was a chlorine leak at a plant 10 miles away, contained by the time I heard about it.
World class hard head catfish, which are good for exactly nothing. They will fin you with their flopping, steal all your bait and they do not even make a good cut bait to catch sharks on.
Oh yeah we sat by the fire.
We have other, bigger, more exciting trips and visits to friends planned but we will try to hit the beach between these adventures whenever we can.
Labels: beach, birds, camping, retirement, Wolf Pup





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