Tent Camping at Osage Hills State Park, October, 2018
Camping in Osage Hills State Park, OK the weekend of October 12-14, 2018. The weather was supposed to be cold and wet but we were ready.
Our campsite in Osage Hills SP. It's tucked into a bit of woods.
It wet and cold but Jeralyn has her swimsuit on for a hike to the Falls on Sand Creek.
Looking into the woods from our campsite. The hillside drops away.
A doe and two fawns in the day use area near the Falls Trailhead.
Another doe and fawn closer to the Trailhead.
At the Trailhead. It's cold enough to wear a long sleeve shirt but warm enough to swim.
Trying not to slip on the rocks. Note the bottom is still clean.
The upper ledge of Sand Creek Falls.
Playing on the rocks.
The water is pretty cold.
And she's down. Bottom wet but not muddy.
Bit more water going over the Falls this trip due to the recent rains.
Frog Girl.
Bottom now muddy.
Out near the dropoff.
Doe and fawn behind Jeralyn.
Friday night fire. A bit sad due to wet wood and general wetness.
Flannel girl by the fire. We're drying out wood.
The campsite Saturday morning. We heard coyotes howling in the night and several pairs of Barred Owls were calling.
Misty view from the Tower.
Long John girl emerges from the tent. It was cold last night but we had lots of bedding.
Flannelled up and ready for the day. Note the purple Tilley hat, very fashionable.
A hot breakfast, bacon, eggs, oatmeal & hot chocolate, improves a cold, wet morning.
Trying to give daddy a heart attack. The rock cliff on the trail below our campsite.
Ready for hiking.
Girl with sucker on the Lake Trail.
Good hiking without rain.
Lookout Lake in Osage Hills SP.
Climbing up a lakeside cliff to find a spot for lunch.
Exploring a cave just off the trail.
Bird's nest, now unoccupied, in the cliff overhand.
Purple hatted girl.
Exploring a cool waterfall and pool on the Bluffs Trail.
Looking back up the waterfall.
Bread. Attacked by an evil, Grey Squirrel.
Roughing out the rain under the shelter with hot chocolate.
Up on the Bluffs beside Sand Creek. Cold enough for mittens but not a jacket.
Bluffs at Sand Creek.
Two identically clad hikers at the Bluffs.
Junior firebug at work. Much better fire on Saturday night. We'd dried out some of the wood.
Waiting for breakfast on Sunday morning.
Girl up above falls.
Rock dancing.
Rain.
Rain while trying to break camp. Wet, cold and ugly.
I don't need a nap.