Well, Josie and I woke up at 3:30am to the sound of someone or something walking around outside our truck. We were too scared to even look out the tent flaps. At one point we thought maybe we was putting the rain fly in his tent and I yelled out to him. The crunching stopped but did not quietly retreat, which was confusing. I tried calling Ed’s phone no less than ten times; we could hear it ringing in his tent, but he didn’t hear it. One of the only times ever I did not have my purse and keys up there, or I would have double locked the car for the horn beep and lights flash and scared away anything out there. Lucy woke up around 4:30am and was freaked out that we were awake freaked out. She listened with us for a while. At around 5:15am the sun was rising and we bravely looked out the back of the tent and saw nothing around us. Bear spray in hand, I jumped out the back of the truck and got my purse, scanned for any footprints animal or human (nothing obvious) and climbed back up and locked it. I fell back asleep for a couple hours.
More pics from this campsite:
Josie and I climbed around on the rocks.
And then a last drive around
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