OB Report on "Screw It...I'm Going Camping"

I was hiking to a very remote area of Lake Conroe to do some bank fishing. I've explored the area for years, but never had guts enough to bust into a particularly thick area that has never had any sign of human activity. I finally did it this time and found a little water hole that was miles from any other body of water.


There are other Nascar-type holes in the area, but there are no fish in any of them (occasionally dry up during droughts). But the center of this hole was weed/tree seedling free. Hmmm...








Just for shits & giggles, I whipped out my high-dollar fishing tackle...


(bait cost almost as much as the rod & reel)


and instantly landed a MONSTER!




HOIST BELOW!















The pond was loaded with these things, and I saw zero sign of humans.


I never made it to Lake Conroe. I just stayed at this water hole.





Noticing a pattern to some very old-growth trees, I snooped around and came across this in the ground.





This is a big damn well. 4 ft in diameter and at least 35-40 foot deep judging from rocks I dropped (maybe deeper). I couldn't see the bottom with mini-mag.



Judging from some enormous oak trees laid out in a rectangle, this was apparently the site of an old homestead.


In 2 days, I only opened 1 can of beans and partial can of Spam…otherwise, I ate lots of perch, some crawdads, and frog legs using wild onions and aged wild lemons for seasoning, and dewberries for dessert.

I ate fresh food like a pig, took naps in the cool weather, no bugs, slept in the open...Great trip!