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The hills and mountains are in bloom—all the native wildflowers and beauties of the higher grounds at our feet and above our heads; clouds hanging above tall pines on blue skies…  how beautiful Nature is, and how beautiful this time of the year.  Campground speaking, thought, things are bad.  Things are  not as it used to be years ago when one could head out to the woods and mountains and always find empty spaces where to accommodate our gypsy souls and gypsy caravan.  Now, not even reserving ahead of time brings you any luck; for everything is taken from weeks and weeks ahead of time, and it you go out without a reservation, the possibilities of camping are null.  No luck whatsoever.

Our beautiful state had been discovered by Californians.  People from other states too, they are moving in packs here, but particularly people from California.  Hundreds and thousands of houses and building complex are being built and our beautiful and quiet country roads are not any more.  It is so sad.  

Either way, we were able to spend a night and half a day the following morning, Saturday.