I've been trying to sleep in my car for this night. The logic went something along the lines of, "Why pay for a campsite when all I'm using it as is a place to be asleep for 8 hours and then leave?" A bigger cheapskate you'd be hard to find.

So after poking around the Silverlake campground for a few minutes, I drove back out and went looking for a quite place to park and snooze. In this quest I turned off onto a dirt road that's a, what was it again? Forest Adventure Area, I believe it was. There's nothing quite like heading down a bumpy, rocky dirt road in a car with the ground clearance of approximately the width of my pinky. Seeing full sized 4x4 pickups strolling around confidently, I'm never quite sure whether I should puff up with pride at my macho go-anywhere anyhow chutzpah, or whether I should cringe down in my seat with shame at my obviously impotent off-roading smarts. The answer should probably depend on if I'm in the process of asking for help getting unstuck or not.