Spring in the South

Summer is so close I can taste it. It tastes like an icy cold brew on a scorching hot day; like perfectly done steak and fresh-off-the-grill corn. While summer has always been my favorite season, spring definitely deserves an honorable mention. Spring in Texas (and the vast majority of the south) is the equivalent to summer in the rest of the world. I have spent nearly every weekend boating, swimming, fishing or trail running  for the last month and a half. It's only May 10th, y'all! It's still in the mid-sixties and raining in the Pacific Northwest! 

Last week we discovered our new favorite swim-spot.

Can you tell why?! If the awesome cliff-jumping wasn't enough, it's very kid and pet friendly with bathrooms and grills for a perfect day on the river. Is it just me, or does Matt look a bit skeptical as we plummet towards the water? 

On that trip we introduced Winny to the water and she loved it! 

Matt and I have also been scoping out some fishing spots- we're on the lookout for a good kid friendly one. 

This one had gorgeous scenery but the drought has made fish scarce.

Right after this picture I decided to doff the boots and wade to a different rock. I put my socks, boots and phone on the big rock behind me and successfully made it out without falling. Then two casts later I heard a splash. No, it wasn't a fish jumping or biting my line. It was my boot, falling in the water. So I spent the next five minutes fishing for my boot! Thank goodness it floated and I got it back. That would have been a VERY uncomfortable walk back to the car, not to mention another $250 at Cavenders for a new pair of Ariats! 

Aside from my boot mishap it was a fun trip. It was also about a 1.5 mile hike, so we'll have to save this one until a year when it rains more and the kiddos are a bit older! 

It was awfully pretty though. 

Check out that Indian Blanket! For those of you searching for a blanket... That's the name of those pretty orange/yellow flowers. Don't worry, Matt didn't know either ;) 

Fishing spot number two was much easier to access; we went to the lake proper. However we'll have to check out the fishing forecast and try again because we didn't catch squat. 

Although with the picnic tables and the view it's an enjoyable day by the lake even when your labor bears no fruit. 

That Texas-spring view though. Seriously, guys. 

Tomorrow is a new day and we plan on checking out a local rope course and potential fishing spots. Until then I get to nurse my awkwardly burnt extremities.

Yeah, next time Matt's applying my SPF!