And, I already regret it...

I made myself a reservation in the Turkey Sink area of Guadalupe River State Park for next week, March 25th - 28th. I did it because it will be the last time I can go there for a long time. They are remodeling that camping loop so it is scheduled to be closed from April 1st to at least October. The other camping loop will be open, but is restricted to campers 20 feet and under. Mine is 25 feet. I had a hard time parking the Colby T in one of those spots a few years back, and it was only 13'.

I cancelled the reservation because it was the right thing to do. I had my monthly retirement luncheon that I hated to miss. I was planning to just drive back to San Antonio for that lunch and keep my camping plan. Then, I got an email inviting me to take part in the Government Canyon State Natural Area Golden-cheeked Warbler surveys. That involves training on two mornings that I would be at GRSP. It would pretty much make the camping trip a waste of time, if I tried to drive in for the training. Oh well...

Now, I am sitting here obsessing over it with that nauseous feeling in my stomach I get when I get anxious about not going camping often enough. I won't be camping again until the end of April, when I attend the 2nd annual Birding Festival at South Llano River State Park. That is a two full months without camping, since my last trip was the last week of February at Palmetto State Park. That is the longest stretch I have ever had. It really does make me feel physically ill when I think about it.