Only thirty minutes or so from fabulous Mt. Baker and Shukson, this place was your standard National Forest campground in Washington, which is to say it was stellar. As usual, a road lines one side of the campground and a beautiful river the other.

We watched kingfishers swoop into the water and a sharp-skinned hawk Top Gun a little songbird. Autumn was setting in and the fiery vine maples mixed with yellow tinged alders and big leafs. But Mt. Baker is the real draw here. And the small town of Glacier in the other direction...what a gem!

Cell service exists, but is in and out and not good for much other than texting. Mt. Baker itself has four bars LTE, though.

The highlight of this campground though was definitely the host. Everything we could fit into was booked or taken, so I stopped him to ask about Razor Hone, the parking lot across the street.

"You don't want to stay there," and he directed us to the day use parking lot where we essentially got a super deluxe resort, complete with gazebo and fireplace, to call our own. Jealous eyes threw snarky glances and I loved it like a baby loves spaghetti all over his face.