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In June of 08 my wife and I took a cross country trip that involved several days of camping in and around the Colorado Plateau. One location that I had discovered was at the end of long dirt road that extended, after several miles, to an isolated overlook above Monument Valley.
We planned several days in advance to be there on a weekday to hopefully reduce the number of people there. We arrived in the early afternoon and soon had rather nice campsite established. We completed an early camp meal and I reclined in my favorite camp chair expecting to peacefully enjoy and photograph a spectacular desert sunset.
About an hour before sundown I heard the approach of another vehicle. I was not terribly surprised because the location is no great secret. The actual overlook covers several acres and I just assumed that whoever they were, they were they were coming to enjoy the sunset also. How wrong could I have been? As the approaching vehicle crested a hill the first thing I noticed was that it was a extended 12 passenger van, followed closely behind by two more identical vans. The three vehicles roared past our campsite in a cloud of choking dust and rock music, skidding to a stop only about 175 feet down the hill from our campsite.
The doors opened and out piled about a total 25-30 late teenage students and coaches from some school whose name is now lost to me. Soon several portable speakers were sitting on the top of the vans blasting a combination of hip-hop and Rap noise that scattered every horned toad and scorpion for miles. I wonder how many reptiles fell to their deaths off the side of the nearby cliffs from their flight due to the din of that abominable noise.
Shortly a portable gas grill was set up and the smell of burnt hotdogs and hamburgers pierced the desert air. A loud party proceeded well into the night and at one point I actually considered packing up and leaving the area. Finally sometime long after sunset the whole group packed up and once again roared past our campsite never to be seen again.
What I had planned as a nice quiet evening watching the sunset with my wife was turned into a fingernails on chalkboard blood pressure blowing experience that has left me seething with anger ever since the event. I live so far away that this location is such a rare experience for me that I have only been there twice in my lifetime. This second was planned as an old age memory for me and my wife, but was ruined by a bunch of inconsiderate jocks.

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  2. Done kids went out to the middle of nowhere abd BBQ’d and the smell of that ruined your evening?

    It’s oribably public BLM land or a campsite. They were just having fun. There’s no signs that say camping is only for old kurmedgeons who want the mental notion they pre-prepared as a “sitting in a rocking chair reminiscing about a camping trip when you are 85”.

    You could have asked them nicely to tone it down but really, it seems you had it out for them because of their music choices, food choices, and sports inclination.

    If you go nomadic, you’re going to have to be prepared for a little discomfort. That’s what makes camping fun anyway.

    I think you should take a trip to slab city. At least we an all agree that the tweakers there are annoying. But honestly, the rest of the “town/community” at the slabs are pretty normal and cool.

    You could have pulled to a site further away. Maybe the kids hate the sound of camera shutters and felt the same about you. What’s the difference? To each his own in their activities.

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