After our one night stay in a city park, we arrived in Corpus Christi (Texas) on March 23rd. It was a long drive from Carlsbad down to Corpus, so we split our travel time into two days. Once in Corpus, we stayed at the ICW RV Park, which is actually located about 40 minutes from Corpus Christi in Aransas Pass.
The campground used to be an airstrip (which you can see if you search for an aerial view of the park in Google Maps), but has since then been converted into a private campground. At the end of the park or, airstrip is a long pier that goes into the ICW where many campers go fishing off of every night. We really enjoyed walking out along the pier and we caught a few fish from it as well.
Our site was along a little waterway that looked like a river to my CO standards, but was more accurately just a stream. Our big back window faced the stream and we were able to watch the fish jump all day as we worked. Beyond the stream, we could see a water park. We rode our bikes to the water park a few times but, unfortunately, it was never open.
A few days after our arrival, we took our kayak out for the first time in a very long time. I must preface by saying that it had been very windy since we had arrived, and on this day it was no different. We forgot about the wind as we headed out, but on our way back, it was against us which made rowing very difficult. To make things worse, we accidentally went over a very shallow bed of oysters which popped a hole in the kayak (fortunately, we have a patch kit and were able to fix the hole later). Needless to say, we were pretty wet and muddy by the time we got back.
We really liked being able to do and see so many things from just our campground. However, we really wanted to see the beach again since we hadn’t been to it since Washington (July), and we hadn’t been to a warm beach since November of 2016. So, over the weekend, we got our swimsuits on, brought our fishing rod, loaded our boogie boards, and headed to the beach.
We had to take a ferry across the ICW so that we could reach the Gulf on the other side. At the beach, there was a great big jetty that was perfect for fishing and we caught a lot of catfish and a few red drums. After fishing, we usually took our boogie boards out and rode the waves. We had not used our boogie boards since our honeymoon. Because this area of Texas is so windy, the water was too muddy to snorkel or enjoy a swim, on most days.
On another weekend, we were itching for some sort of walking/hiking trails, but because of the damage that Hurricane Harvey caused, we weren’t able to find anything but a wildlife refuge area. There were a lot birds at this place – pink birds, big birds, little birds, you name it. Thankfully, we’d brought the binoculars and were able to get a good look at them.
On the same day, we visited the Port Aransas Museum and learned a little bit about the area’s history. From there, someone recommended that we visit an old gun battery (or what was left of it) from WWII that was created to protect the channel from rumored German subs.
We were loving the fact that we could get out and do so many things in Texas’ perfect Spring weather. But, on one day in the middle of April, it became very cold (by “cold”, I mean it was a high of 50) and we were freezing. This was a bit of an awakening for us because we hadn’t realized how accustomed we’d become to the warm weather.
As the weather warmed up, we began to think about where we wanted to go in the future. We had a few ideas brewing, but decided to stay in Texas a little longer and wait for a few things to develop.