Ahhhh Garner State Park. Although time and floods have changed its appearance the feeling of it still remains the same. The ownership may have changed and the jukebox may be updated but you still get that same feel when you drive up to the pavilion and step out of the truck to hear those first few notes of “Garner State Park” or “Blackland Farmer”. And then the smell of burgers hits your nose and you can hear the Frio flowing in the background. It just doesn’t get any better than that. The sky is an endless blue with perfectly placed white clouds rolling by. And as you take a deep breathe all that hits your nostrils is the clean, crisp air and at that moment all the memories of summers spent at Garner come flooding back.

A time of family and friends floating the river, sitting around the campfire (b/c you know no matter what the temp outside no camping trip is complete without a campfire), and sharing meals served in paper plates. It’s one of those few places where old and young can have fun together doing the exact same things. Where the family is actually together instead of everybody running off to do their own things. And where the whole day can be summed up by “heat up - cool down”. A place that for those few days you can honestly and completely forget your busy life that you left behind and just float on the river, or lay in a chair, or skip rocks or whatever you feel like doing that day.

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