The worst night of the trip
Little did we know that Death Valley would be mobbed… apparently for the holiday weekend (Sunday of Presidents Day). Seeing the numbers of people milling around once inside the National Park, we decided we’d best grab a campsite at Furnace Creek while we could…Essentially a gravel parking lot with restrooms. We figured we’d tough it out for one night, secured a space and headed out to check out some sights.
This was what we found nearly everywhere we went…
Though I managed a few scenes without people milling around.
That night turned into a nightmare because the campground was packed when we returned. The noise was bad enough, but the toxic fumes from being surrounded by hundreds of campfires (complete with starter fluid fumes) was pretty awful.Sunrise the next morning, we hightailed it out of there at the crack of dawn, stopping along the road to fix some breakfast.
New rule # 1: Never, ever go to a National Park on a Holiday.
Avoid weekends if at all possible, too.