We decided to go camping this weekend. Sounded like a good plan...until we got out to the campground and found all campgrounds in that canyon and the next one over were full. Dang it. Well, we were not deterred. We drove onward and at American Fork Canyon.... all the campgrounds were full.
We ended up pulling off to the side of the road, finding a mostly flat spot and pitching our tent there. By that point it was 9 o'clock at night. We spent a restless night with Madelyn who was not happy about the weird bed time or the sleeping arrangements.
So, no hot dogs, no s'mores, no sleep. But it was a beautiful spot and a beautiful fall drive through the mountains. Sorry to our not-so-lucky camping companions.
