Goose Island State Park
We drove north, up Highway #77 today, towards Corpus Christi. We took Highway #37 along Nueces Bay. I don’t know what preconceived notions I had about Corpus Christi, perhaps a tropical tourist town, but the south shore of Nueces Bay is shoulder to shoulder refineries. Miles of cracking towers and hundreds of absolutely huge storage tanks! We crossed the bay on Highway #181, and hit #35. The Copano Bay crossing is multiple miles. There are three parallel bridges, the old one, now a fishing pier, the currently used one, and the new 4 lane $75 million bridge that isn’t opened yet. The highway accessing it is two lane.
As we went north, the tropical scrub vegetation gave way to the agricultural land south of Corpus Christi. Then things quickly transitioned to Live Oak forest. Our destination was Goose Island State Park. There are two camping areas, one on Goose Island itself, where the sites are feet from the water, and another area, nestled back in the Live Oak forest.
On the beach
Or in the bush
We left Isla Blanca sticky with salt fog, similarly to our departure from Puerto Penasco, so this time, we tucked into the oak forest. There are boardwalks and a fishing pier out on Goose Island, so we can hang out in the wind and salt while we are so inclined, and retreat to the calm of the bush when we are not. Of course, there’s a few mosquitoes waiting, back in the bush, but only a few.
There were a pair of young squirrels cavorting in the trees of our campground, teasing Kirk and checking the strength of his lead.
337 Km. today
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