If I were going to sum up West Texas in two words, those words would be “dirt” and “wind.” In far West Texas, there are several beautiful exceptions, but most of it is a lot of dirt and wind.
Not Monahans Sandhills State Park.
It is sand and wind.
That’s James and I while I was taking photos at this state park. I feel like this might be misrepresenting the amount of wind we had. I am pretty sure there was more. There are actually shots I took where my *hair was in them*. The wind blew so hard it blew my hair into my lens.
While we knew the park closed early in the off-season, the visitor center was locked up tight a full hour before the posted close time. There are usually hands on exhibits that show the geology and history of the state parks, so I was looking forward to taking a look at that, but it wasn’t meant to be. We went ahead and set off into the sandhills.
We saw no one else, nor any other living creature. What we did see was a lot of sand.
It’s a rustic state park with little facilities. There were a few picnic tables, but I have this thing about not actually including sand in my sandwich. I read reviews saying you could rent saucer sleds that you could use on the dunes, but I didn’t see where this was the case. It’s possible this might be a fun happening place, and we just arrived on the wrong day, but I have no way of knowing that.
As far as natural beauty, this is no White Sands. I’m glad we stopped, but we actually went out of our way to visit this park and I wish we had taken a faster route. If it is your family’s first sand dune experience, or you are driving by the park anyway definitely stop. But if you want your children to like you, don’t make this your final family vacation destination.
Website : Monahans Sandhills State Park