Where we are is called Lake Creek.
One day I rode my bike three miles up the road and discovered why the name.
What a pretty setting for a camp, only room for one and
yes, maybe I could get the Little House on the Highway up here.
But it is a single lane dirt road, a bit rough at this end
and if I met someone coming up when we were going out
there would be a problem.
I was surprised to see such an elaborate long drop for just one campsite but the reality of it is if the Forest Service didn't have this here people would be doing their business everywhere imaginable and just think how awful this area would be then not to mention fouling the waters that flow down pass where I and a few others are camped.
I walked over to the structure and saw this. Someone used a 9mm on the door.
I found the empty shell casings around in the lot. I'll not say anymore.
Okay, I am. Hopefully one of the bullets ricocheted and hit the pinhead.