June 25

We moved to a campground closer to Anchorage but still 40 miles north of the city near Houston, AK. Left the camper at the State campsite and with the truck headed into Anchorage to get the art supplies. What we saw of Anchorage was neither attractive nor interesting. Marsha got her art supplies. Next it was a quick trip across the street to REI then a bite to eat. Back to the camp. The campground was deserted. The campground host stopped in and said we may be all alone for the night. There are maybe a dozen 16 sites or so. Shortly afterwards the campground was full and two families set up in the two spots next to us. They had little care in the world other than partying. They were loud and let their kids (5 to 10 year olds) run around be unsupervised. The kids were throwing rocks while the adults were loud till 2:30 am. It didn’t bother me until they continued well past quiet hours of 10 pm (4 ½ hours past). Either of us got a good sleep.