This field was just out back of a fairly rustic bar and grill type joint just off of the main highway south. The super nice people let us camp there, about 30 meters from where the train came through – 4 times during the night. The regular clattering and whistles of the locomotive weren’t enough to keep wildlife away though. Two times during the night I woke up to the sounds of rustling just outside the tent. The rustling was accompanied by some loud huffing. But when I got out and bounced the five steps to the car to turn the headlights on whatever it was had ran off into the woods. Who knows? Maybe a curious black bear.