It’s called Coyote Crossing for a reason. Was woken up from the howling of coyotes ever few hours. Some were walking around our tent. The toilets are true old school outhouses that you climb up into but look something like what you’d see in a Texas Chainsaw Massacre Movie with skeletons of a bull hanging on the back. However it was neat exploring around the hills where you can find millions of years old shells and cool rocks. The sunrise was absolutely gorgeous the next morning and you’re pretty far away from your neighbors.