Our first full day here at Owl Canyon Campground begins peacefully.
Of course, Spike gets away from me to go snoop around the other campsites before the people emerge.
I consider moving our camp, and then decide to stay where we are. With the expected influx of campers this weekend, it probably won’t make much difference what site we’re in.
I postpone our exploration of Rainbow Basin.
It’s too windy for photographs, and I know I’ll want to take a lot of photos of the colored rock formations.
Instead the crew and I go into Barstow to stock up on groceries.
I think the PTV has a honing device for Wal-Marts. I don’t know where the Barstow Wal-Mart is located, yet the PTV takes us all across town right to it!
In the early evening the wind subsides.
Bridget, Spike, and I go out for our nightly walk. As we’re crossing the campground three white vans the size of the PTV come roaring in, dust flying. It says San Diego State University on the driver’s door of each one. All the seats are filled. Taking up the rear is a truck with slat sides. It’s loaded to the top of the slats with tents. Hoo-boy.
I look out the window as I type these lines and see four cars coming in for the spiritual gathering. The bulk of that group will arrive tomorrow. At least it’s unlikely any of these campers will booze it up or get rowdy!