I've always found that camping you find the best and the worst of humanity, this time was no different. On one side we have 2 campsites of the nicest family you could find. Smiling and friendly. When they saw John and I trying move our table they ran over and moved it for us, later when we were struggling to put up our "instant" sun cover (more on that later) they also ran over to help. It is so nice to see families enjoying nature with several generations and being such NICE families. It restores faith in human nature.
Then... There are the other people, I think 2 campsites as well on our east side. I am all for having fun but after 10p it is supposed to be quite time. Hooting and hollering near midnight is really not being quiet. I can understand hearing a baby crying (which we did in the distance) but this loud activity at night is just not considerate. John and one other man asked them to be quieter just after 11p, nothing changed. Shortly after midnight they apparently went to bed, though their bright light was on until after 1a. Thankfully, they packed up and left this morning. One of the 20ish young men kept glaring at us and I just stared right back.
As long as I live I cannot understand how some people think they are better than others? I don't care who you are, these parks are for everyone and anyone here should abide by the rules and make it comfortable for everyone visiting. Okay, off my soapbox for the day!
Sad, but true!
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