The Stoddard Creek Campground outside Dubois, Idaho had large, private sites. There were some cute tiny chipmunks scampering around, but every time we pointed a camera at them, they ran away.
As the sun was setting, we started hearing a cow mooing loudly. Looking out our windshield at the meadow in front of us, we saw a bunch of cows trotting along in a row behind the mooing cow, heading for a truck with a cattle-carrier trailer. Now we can say that we've actually seen 'the cows come home,' and now it must be time for a cocktail.