The yellow markers are my campsites
So, yeah, there are people around. That makes it tricky finding a vacant spot. But not impossible. I’ve stayed at six different campsites during the week I’ve been here, satisfying my compulsion to move around.
Right now I’m debating with that compulsion.
“Dude, you’ve been here a week!” it says. “There are so many other places you could go! Why are you wasting time around here?”
“Uh, because it’s nice, there’s variety, it’s close to supplies. And I can be here another week before I’d have to move on.”
“But that would have you trying to find a new site during Independence Day weekend.”
“Yeah, there’s that.”
“So you should take off now—Wednesday at the latest—and get settled in somewhere else. Tomorrow would be better.”
“Yeah, but I like it here.”
“You can come back some other time.”
“Okay. I guess I’ll get out my research materials.”