Well....we found out why we are the only ones spending the night in this beautiful State Park.
A little after 10 pm last night, we heard this "buzzard" sound (like a basketball horn) and couldn't figure out what it was. Then a "police siren" went off. I am begging Andy NOT to open the door, but he does, in his red flannel PJ's and there is a State Park Ranger out there. He says to Andy, "Watcha doin'?" Of course Andy replies, "Er, camping." The Ranger proceeds to tell us this campground is closed, bathroom facilities are locked and we need to move over to the next campground. Now its 1030 pm, we are in our PJ's and its raining and a gusty wind blowing outside. And pitch dark!! What a sight seeing Andy pleading with him to let us stay until morning, standing there in those flannels. The Ranger asked us where we were from and then responded, "Hey, you have good hockey there, U of M."
He let us stay for the night!
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