Every beginner at camping has had the same type of bemusing experience. Typically it happens in the empty corner of a Walmart parking lot. But it could be at a truck stop or a mostly empty national forest campground. The camper is delighted to be camping alone, that is, free of noisy neighbors. Then some interloper (invader) moves in surprisingly close, despite the fact that there was plenty of room to space out. That brings us to what happened today: we were a bit nervous to be camping in the real world again, after the bliss of camping in empty land to the north. "Real world" means a place known to everybody thanks to the blabbermouth "where to camp free" websites. We made an excellent choice on an empty road, with some visual interest and with good places to ride, nearby. The scheme was to 'monopolize' the two end campsites on this dead-end road; that is, we took the two sites even though we could have fit in just one. In the Olde Days, taking just one
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