Mike, Devon, and myself went camping at Turnipseed in the late summer.
We are odd people, and I think that's great. It was a fun trip where we all got to talk and get to know each other better.
We ate dinner and went to bed, but almost as soon as we got in our beds, a fellow a few campsites over began playing the guitar. I didn't think much of it at first, but as the night wore on his singing got louder, and worse. He sounded very drunk, and didn't stop yelling until 3am. This is a risk one has to take when sleeping in a developed campground.
The next morning, we packed up and headed to Lake Chinabee. There we payed a small fee, which they made sure we didn't forget.
We walked north from there, following the trail along the creek toward's Devil's Den.
It is a beautiful place, if often a little crowded. I think that is good though, as it means people are out enjoying nature. It was not crowded when we were there, early in the morning.
After that, we returned home. It was a lot of fun, and the unpleasant night gave us a story to tell.