

Mike found the Beauty Creek campground just before we got back on Hwy 90. There weren't any RV sites left, the owner’s son found a place for us to pull off their little road and it worked fine (except that Mandy and Sandy had to climb over a rock to leave their RV). We had a pretty view of a meadow and the forested hill beyond the “river” (no water at this time of year). The pictures show the family looking for Mike (the white dot on the hill) who had followed the trail up. We had a proper campfire, complete with guitar music (courtesy of Caleb and Mandy), grilled cheese sandwiches cooked over the fire by Angie, and roasted marshmallows for desert.
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