For Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt
We arrived at Goblin State Park after driving for hours. We pulled up to a closed gate with a sign saying, “no vacancy”.
There was a dirt path a ways back. Could that be a place to spend the night? The dusty road led to a box canyon. No one around for miles and dusk was approaching.
We found a spot and settled in for the night. It got pitch black dark. So dark something five feet away was invisible. That night we experienced how the canyon got it’s name.
There was no room at the campground. We found this spot in a box canyon off the main road.