Just outside of Alamo, the town of the one lonely head of wilted lettuce for sale, is the Pahranagat Wildlife Refuge that has free camping. It is over there in those trees with small Pahranagat Lake just beyond. I missed the turnoff. Continuing on down the highway I could look down upon the dirt road I was supposed to be on. Every campsite appeared occupied. This was not good for there was no place else we could go for the next seventy some miles and then we would be in Las Vegas. I turned around and would give it a try.