Yet Another Wet Weekend

For the sixth consecutive weekend, rain fell in North Texas. But we didn’t let it stop us from heading to our favorite local campground. We took a half-day of vacation so we could get a jump start, which enabled us to arrive at Loyd Park in the early afternoon. Rain started falling in the early…

Persistence Pays Off

We must have checked the Loyd Park reservation system a hundred times. Cliff called the office daily. Finally, our persistence paid off as we were able to get the only open site on “Texas/OU” weekend. Officially known as the “Red River Showdown,” the football game has been played annually since 1900 between the University of…

That’s Entertainment!

We left for Loyd Park immediately after ending our work day on Friday, and quickly made our way to campsite 34 and two glasses of Cabernet. It wasn’t long before Chef Cliff’s expertly grilled Eisenhower rib eyes, baked potatoes, asparagus and shisito peppers not only capped our long work week but also ushered in a…

A Return to Routine

After traveling more than 2,800 miles on our Mighty 5 adventure, we headed to Loyd Park for a weekender to clean Cloud 9 and return to our routine. We arrived at our site shortly after 6 p.m., which enabled us to get set up and enjoy a proper cocktail hour before turning our attention to…

A Merry Little Christmas

OK, we’ll admit, it’s still too early to post a Christmas blog. After all, eight shopping days remain. We both have an entire work week ahead of us. And there are still plenty of things to do, including buying the duck for our holiday feast. But we’ve already set up camp at our beloved Loyd…

The Sound of Silence

After a three-week hiatus, we hitched up Cloud 9 and headed to our favorite backyard park for a weekender. Throughout our stay, we longed for a little peace and quiet — the kind that amplifies the crackle of a campfire or the whir of the wind. Finally, on Sunday afternoon, we found our moment of…

Now It’s Time to Dream

There was a moment at the wedding reception when it seemed like the mix of emotion and memory left everyone in a state of suspended animation. On stage, Jon’s nephew, Jameson, danced with his mother, Jean, to Billy Joel’s haunting “Lullabye.” Jon’s brother, Jody, was leaning against the frame of a doorway, looking on. Jody’s…