The end of our Texas road trip landed on a relatively inauspicious note, yet we were still able to enjoy seeing and doing some new things.
Guadalupe River State Park
Leaving San Antonio, we drove approximately half an hour to the nearby Guadalupe River State Park, arriving just in time to see the park rangers locking up the ranger's station and leaving for the night! I guess they lock up early at Guadalupe River. We were able to catch one of the rangers as she was leaving, and she told us that it would be alright if we go ahead to our campsite as we had already made an online reservation. Interestingly, the park has something of an honor system, where visitors who arrive after the 4pm closing time can still do a sort of self-check-in by filing out a form and dropping cash in a lockbox at the gates.
It was my first time visiting Guadalupe River State Park, and I was impressed! The park had the nicest state park facilities I've ever seen! The bathrooms were immaculate, and even had private, fully-airconditioned shower stalls!
Guadalupe River has tons of hiking and riding trails, but the main feature of the park is, of course, the Guadalupe River itself! In the evening, we took a walk down to the riverside. Although we didn't end up getting in, it was nice to see so many people outside enjoying the sunny day and the cool water.
After dinner, however, things started to go wrong. I was on my way to take a shower, when I took a shortcut through a part of the campsite where they were doing a bit of construction. Not being entirely careful, and trying to make my way in the dark, I accidentally stepped on a nail, which went right through my shoe and into my foot.
Emergency!
It was already dark, and I was stuck in a state park in a part of Texas I had never been to before. The only thing I could do was search on my phone to see if there was any sort of emergency clinic nearby. Fortunately, there was a small private emergency room in nearby Spring Branch, but it was still a decent drive away. Luckily, I had hurt my left foot, so I was still able to drive.
I had to have my wound cleaned, bandaged, and x-rayed to make sure that there were no foreign bodies embedded in the puncture wound. Luckily I had travel insurance (though don't get me started on how confused the little clinic was about using international insurance!).
Fortunately everything was ok, and I was back at the campsite for a campfire by 9pm. Still, it was an awful way of ending what had been a wonderful trip.
St. Joseph's Honey Creek
The next morning, after packing up the campsite, I had to drive back into Spring Branch to get a tetanus shot and pick up my antibiotics at the local HEB. On the way into town, we drove past a tiny old church that looked so beautiful that we decided to stop by and have a look.
St. Joseph's Honey Creek is a historic Roman Catholic parish just outside of Spring Branch. I have no idea how old the original church building is (a new, modern building was built nearby in a similar architectural style), but if I had to guess, I would think it was well over a hundred years old.
Perhaps, it was built by the German pioneers like St. Mary's? Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find much historic information, but the church itself was beautiful!
As upset as I was about having stepped on the nail, I realize that something good can even come out of a disaster. If I hadn't gotten injured, I never would have found this lovely little country church!
It was a tiny spot of peace in an otherwise hectic day.