It was pretty touch & go as the sun began to set and every campground we called was either booked up or not answering. With a little Google-fu we found a place called Waupecan Valley Park which apparently had camping. It was another 4 miles to get out there, so we resigned ourselves to give it a shot. If it didn’t work out we were keeping our eyes out for areas we could possible stealth camp (hopefully without getting shot by any overly protective farm owners).

Fortunately when we got there one of the neighbors was around and was able to wake up the 92 year old owner who had already gone to bed. We felt pretty bad waking the poor woman up, but we were out of options at that point.