We are most grateful that the staff set us up with three days where we didn't have to worry about things. This was apparently a bit of a bending of the policy, as we probably should have had to go back to the ranger station and re-reserve our first-come first-serve campsite on Sunday morning as well. On the other hand, there were a few empty sites on Sunday, so they're not filling everything.
Which gives me more hope for heading out spontaneously and hoping something will be available.
The camp site itself was... well, I'm glad we had the truck to sleep in, 'cause hte place wasn't that level. Sorry about this picture, I was trying to stitch a pano and it didn't work.
Where we have our cook station set up (that raw wood in the background) would have made a tent site, but kind of tilted. The camp sites were nicely separated, although the whole hollow was loud, lots of screaming kids, this was not bucolic wilderness camping.
And, the yellowjackets were amazingly dense. Sunday night we ate in the car. They weren't aggressive, I never got stung, but it was really annoying. So on Monday morning we headed out before breakfast, drove leisurely across the Delta, and arrived home early afternoon.