I spent a long time searching for a decent campsite yesterday evening. The sides of the hollow here are really steep, and while I could hang my hammock, it would have been a risky business moving around. The flatter areas are very brushy and finding a couple of trees with nothing sprouting up between them near impossible. And the hollow is so narrow it’s not practical to get the regulation distance from the trail or water source. I didn’t fancy hiking an overgrown, intermittent trail in the dark, and the light was rapidly fading when I picked this spot as the best I could find.
It is very pretty, but I do not like camping next to creeks. I don’t like how the noise of a creek masks any other sounds in the neighborhood, and it’s best not to mention the hidden voices that running water manages to conjure up. The air is damp, it is cold, and the bottoms of hollows are scruffy with washed-out debris, limbs, and trees. All in all, I’d rather camp somewhere else.