There are very few requirements to be put on a list to be nominated for “Favorite Campsite”.
Privacy and shade/wind break
I sat under these trees for hours. Watching lizards and squirrels. Watching pronghorn antelope have intercourse in the wash. Thinking about the balanced rock above my head. Looking at the stones and the sand and the formations.
I walk the washes. And I walk further away from the camp each time. Soon the terrain is familiar and I am home. Then comes time for the investigation of minutia, like the ants endeavors, the animal hair on the thorns, and the smell of the acacia tree.
I haven’t found my very favorite campsite yet.
Do you have one?