This 30 by 30 was a do-over, of sorts. We had attempted a trip to Hamilton Pool back in early August, but it being one of the most popular swimming spots in Hill Country, the park was filled up by the time we arrived and so we made an alternate trip to Pedernales Falls. So while I didn’t actually make it out to swim at the pool this year, I did finally get a chance to see the park, and I’m not sure I could have picked a better time of year to do it.
We had another wet spring and summer this year, chased by a relatively cool autumn, and the foliage in central Texas has just about burst into being.
Back when we visited Pedernales Falls, I was struck by the landscape: “Both Maine and Texas have a rugged beauty that are very different and yet…very familiar.” While this was not entirely like New England in the fall, when you’re hiking around in your boots and your flannel on a cold and overcast day, it doesn’t feel all that dissimilar.
It’s quite impressive, this concave bowl cut into the hillside. Hamilton creek spills out over the outcrop, some fifty feet above our heads, and comes down as little waterfalls into the jade green pool.
Walkways take you up and around the inside of the ‘bowl’.
There’s more to hike away from the pool, on an alternately smooth and rocky trail that takes longer to traverse than its .6 miles would suggest.
(Especially if you’re stopping every 10 feet to take pictures.)
The cypress trees: they’re unreal to me.
The trail leads out to the Pedernales River, and it’s so quiet here.
It is an incredibly busy time of year for me, no matter what I do or how I prepare for it. Things get overwhelming sometimes. Being here, out here, and away…even just for a few hours: it’s a gift.