Maybe it was just useless speculation and bravado to say that I was going to stay in colder climates this winter in order to avoid the usual overcrowded and known-by-everybody camping locations in the Southwest.
Yesterday I moved into a state that you can easily guess from this photo:
It is not a warm state. And I camped at 8400 feet. It gets down to freezing at night. Perfect. No bugs. But no snow or ice either. In the morning, the trailer is at 40 F or so. About 3 a.m. the Little Cute One decides that it is Snuggle O'Clock: she leaves her own warm bed and crawls up into mine.