. . . if you don’t count the number of rangers manning the place. This is the entirety of the campground at Pettigrew State Park, near Creswell, N.C. I’m sure that pinpoints it for you. It was our overnight jumping off point for our push to the Outer Banks. No electric, no water, no people. We were the sole campers that night. The whole place has only 13 campsites. Regardless, there were seven ranger vehicles parked at the entry station, and someone drove by “on patrol” at least every hour. Note to the N.C. Parks system: some serious resource reallocation needs to be considered. These guys got nuttin to do. The patrols were creepier than the solitude. We got a whopper of a thunderstorm in the middle of the night. We feared not. Lazy Daze construction kept us perfectly dry.
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