On our trek through New Mexico onto Texas, we stopped here for camping overnight after I had to stop by the grave-site of "Billy the Kidd in Fort Sumner and pay my respects (just joking). Soon after we arrived at this State Park the wind was blowing pretty strong and sure enough, must have changed directions because the good ole' country smell of cows started permeating our camper. These cows were better than 2 miles away and their scent sure can travel. There was a man-made fishing pond stocked with catfish and trout with an walk-way all the way around it and there were only about 23 camping sites. Nice park; But another one that goes to our "Do Not Return" list.
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