Although San Antonio has lots of perks and attractions, one of them is not natural areas or state parks (aside from a couple nice city parks). We had not seen the sea since we were on the east coast back in 2011 and had fond memories of playing in the Gulf on the west coast of Florida – especially this specific time where we got slapped in the face by tiny fish while playing in some huge rolling waves.
We decided one weekend, after running out of things to do in the city that it would be fun to take Sherlock to see the Gulf of Mexico. It seemed like the Gulf should have been a lot closer to San Antonio from maps (which we usually look at while zoomed out more than in it seems) but it took a flat, straight 2 hour drive, then more time milling through the slow Corpus Christi traffic for a while before we finally reached the Padre Island National Seashore.
We didn’t really know what to expect but at least had the impression from the park’s website that it had a dog friendly beach in some areas, *as long as it wasn’t directly in front of the visitor center. We arrived in the visitor center parking lot and headed towards the beach regardless of the rules (mostly least to see what the beach looked like). In both directions spanned a sparsely populated beach with plenty of places to sit, but we still ended up in front of the visitor center after we noticed we weren’t the only people with a dog, and no one seemed to be complaining.
The sand was clean, soft and not too hot. The weather was breezy and mid 80s, though the sun was a bit intense as we found out later from our collection of sunburns. Overall, May was the perfect time to visit a Texas beach in regards to weather but the water itself was completely unappealing to me and Sherlock. Sherlock because of the intimidating waves and me because to reach the water you have to walk barefoot through mountains of sea plants (some of which I’ve been known to have nightmares about) and the sea weed continues out into the water and wraps around your legs more and more every time a wave hits. Not so fun for the claustrophobic or people paranoid about things lurking under the water (like I am for example). I built a lean-to for Sherlock to stay out of the sun and we mostly sat on the beach after having a short run while Ross swam. Overall it was a lovely beach and a beautiful day, I personally don’t go to the beach to swim, so for me it was great, and I ended up with the least terrible sunburns. Poor Sherlock now wears a hat everywhere on sunny days.
We arrived late and stayed til after 5 but there was a cafe and gift shop that we missed out on seeing, from debris left around the tables it seems they seve fruit bowl cocktails! Next time, oh yes.. next time.