Tuesday, December 18, 2007 - Foscue Creek Park, Demopolis AL
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Fallen, Foscue Creek Park, Demopolis AL, December 18, 2007
My internet connection is giving me fits this morning. The connection keeps dropping out. Guess I have some diagnostic work to do today.
Later in the morning: I spent some time fiddling with the connections to the Kyocera KR1 router, Verizon USB720 modem and Wilson Electronics amplifier I use and couldn't find anything amiss so I guess I must have had a particularly weak cell signal here this morning. My connection seems to be holding fine now. I use a Verison BroadbandAccess Data Plan and this isn't Verison country here at Foscue Creek Park, even though Verizon's Coverage Locator claims otherwise. The signal here is weak and the web access speed is barely above dial-up but I can live with that for such a fine place to hang out.
Night camp
Site 42 - Foscue Creek Campground, Demopolis AL
- This is a well maintained US Army Corps of Engineers campground with level paved sites, most with full hookups
- Many sites overlook the water of the inlets off Demopolis Lake on the Tombigbee River
- There is good biking on the park roads
- The campground is pretty full Thanksgiving week and is generally booked solid the weekend of the Demopolis Christmas on the River festival in early December.
- Poor Verizon cell phone service - access is via Extended Network, roaming
- No Verizon EVDO service - access is via the Extended Network and service varies is slow but reliable
- Only 3 miles to Wal-Mart and other services in Demopolis AL
- Find other references to Foscue Creek
- List the nights I've camped here
- Check the weather
- Reserve a site
- Get a map
Absolute Silence
I remembered hearing of a backcountry Park Service ranger who was cleaning up after dinner one evening when he heard a chilling scream. He ran out of his cabin in time to see a mountain lion standing with a dead deer next to her. The lion saw the ranger and bounded off. The ranger realized this might be a rare opportunity to closely observe a mountain lion, so he stationed himself a short distance away from the deer carcase. He sat in absolute silence, and listened closely as night deepened. After sitting in darkness for well over an hour, he gave up hope of the lion's returning and stood up. In the powerful beam of his flashlight, he could clearly see that the dead deer was no longer there. ...
Caught in Fading Light: Mountain Lions, Zen Masters, and Wild Nature by Gary Thorp