“Not every adventure needs to be a cross-country haul — sometimes the best trips are just a couple hours from home.”
After a busy month of work and errands, we craved a quiet escape without the long drive. So we loaded up the Sierra, packed the dogs, and pointed the F-250 north toward Sam Houston National Forest.
The drive was an easy two hours, but as soon as we pulled into the forest, it felt like another world. Towering pine trees replaced the concrete jungle, and the air smelled fresher, cooler. We found a shady site tucked back off the main loop — big enough for the Sierra and a little fenced-in dog run we brought along.
Days were spent hiking trails where the dogs led the way, noses down, tails wagging. My girlfriend and I laughed at their stubbornness — each one convinced they knew the best path. Afternoons meant campfires, books in hammocks, and cooking simple meals in the Sierra’s rear kitchen.
At night, we listened to owls hooting in the distance and watched the glow of the firelight flicker off the trees. No WiFi, no distractions — just us, the dogs, and the pines. Trips like this remind me that we don’t always need to chase the big bucket-list destinations. Sometimes the magic is closer than we think.
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