"Ugly" tourists...
It's 5:01 AM here in the campground in rural (but surprisingly lush) Eastern Nevada, and except for the coyotes howling out at the mouth of the canyon and the chorus of birds welcoming the early light peeking over the red cliff walls, this is the first peace and quiet we've had for most of the last day. I'd forgotten what summer weekends were like.
The worst of the lot were a group of mixed-national (Euro and Australian) 20-somethings who blasted bad music well past "quiet time". We've loved this campground because of the lack of host and very, very laid-back attitude of the rangers, but now we've seen the downside. Well, we pack up and leave today, heading east, to Oklahoma, to lend a hand in Stacy Leeds' campaign for CNO principal chief.
