This was
one of the rare campgrounds that I found on the internet during my
pre-trip planning. Usually I just drive until I find something
that looks good. But it was their "Leisure Camp" web site that
convinced me that it was worth going out of my way to spend the
night there. It sounded really good, and the ad said it was,
"Serene and peaceful".I arrived
there in the late afternoon and chose a nice, spacious site benieth
a large shade tree down by the river.After
setting up my tent, I soaked my feet in the cool waters of the San
Marcos River and enjoyed the scenery.Later,
needing some spring water, I left my campsite and drove down the
street to the little store to buy a gallon. When I left the
campground and entered the road, I noticed 2 young men get into
their pick-up truck. It's a small rural road. They
pulled up, right close, behind me, blowing the horn, revving their
engine, spinning their wheels. There was plenty of room for
them to go around me if they wanted to. I just kept driving
the speed limit, and tried to ignore them. I figured they are
just having fun trying to shake me up a little. It was
working.They
stayed behind me all the way to the store. When I pulled in,
the truck also pulled in. One of them got out of the truck,
climbed up on the back bumper of the truck, and started jumping up
and down making loud whooping noises. Boy, these guys are
good! I
went into the store nonchalantly (the perfect word--casually
indifferent, cool, unconcerned!) Yeah, right. Inside I
was anything but nonchalant. Bought the water, headed back to
the campsite. I guess
you just have to expect some "uncomfortable" experiences no matter
where you travel. You just have to decide whether or not its
something to worry about. Things like that can happen
anywhere--it's no reflection on the campground. Plus, it
had been a long, hot, tiring day. I figured my nerves were
probably just a little more "frazzled" than usual. Anyway, I
said to myself, "What's the big deal? Get over it! Just
open up another can of tuna fish and try to relax." 
That
night I sat quietly at the picnic table in the dark and watched the
fireflies before crawling into my tent. Fell asleep listening
to the comforting chorus of crickets. Later that night I heard
something thumping against the wall of my tent. Turned on the
flashlight to see what the noise was--it was a big frog trying to
get out
of my tent! So I picked him up and gently placed him outside
my tent door. Bye little froggy!
Feeling a
tinge of homesickness and also feeling the need for a little human
contact and conversation, I noticed a young couple sitting under the
awning of their RV. I ventured to approach them to say,
"Hello!"They were
very friendly. We talked about traveling for awhile and then
they invited me to share supper with them by the campfire.
Ahhhhh, just what I needed--a little companionship and
conversation to sooth my soul for awhile.
In
response to comments made in my "Guest Book" (by a woman who works
there at the campground) concerning my experiences while staying at
Leisure Camp, I've thought it over, and I realize that she is
correct. I was too harsh & unfair when I wrote about my
visit at Leisure Camp. So I am re-writing some of this page to
reflect my change of heart. Leisure
Camp does have a lot of excellent points. It is very clean and
quiet. And the people that I met there within the campground
itself were friendly and made me feel comfortable. 