Parkhurst Campground, Pipestream Reservoir, Jamestown, North Dakota.
These three sites had been vacant for days. I felt we’d be safe on the end. No camping to the right. The long trailer moved in an hour or so later. He brought out a generator. I just couldn’t get a break. At least it wasn’t a Noisemaker 3000 like that woman had but it was still annoying nonetheless. Earplugs were called into action. That evening fireworks started up again. It isn’t even the fourth yet. Only this night they were more intense with professional grade pyrotechnics blossoming explosions overhead barely fifty feet up showering sparklers all over nearly hitting the ground before going out. Sheer madness.
That’s it! Fool that I am thinking we would be okay here during the holiday weekend I decided we’d leave in the morning. Even if we had to go back to Walmart it would be quieter and safer than here.