We motored southeasterly for five hours till we arrived at Lake Lurleen Alabama. We backed the Pup into a beautiful campsite overlooking the lake surrounded on three sides by 30 foot high pines and the occasional oak. It was beautiful.
A set of stairs led down to the lake, a fire pit and picnic table.
We had about a half hour till dark so we assembled the bikes, switched on the bike lights and started to explore the campground.
It had over 85 full RV hookups with each one near the water. We made it back to the Pup surrounded by thousands of Christmas lights that hung from HUGH RVs that lined the road.
The next morning, I woke up early and fished Lake Lurleen. I didn’t expect much because the water was cold, just 55 degrees, the area I was fishing was muddy and worst of all it was shallow.
I walked the bank, leaves covered in morning frost crunching under my feet, the smell of fresh pine filling my lungs.
As luck would have it, I caught 3 small bass slow playing a plastic worm.
After a wonderful bowl of oatmeal, we took a long bike ride and then headed out on our last push towards Fred Gannon Rocky Bayou State Park