I spent 2 weeks camping and hiking through Wyoming's Wind River Range when I was at Geology Field Camp. Our campground was about a 2-mile walk from Atlantic City, WY, which wasn't as much a town as it was a big log cabin that was divided into a small lodge/post office/restaurant-bar. There was one night that I do remember when I started drinking, and I remember playing a guitar duet of Hotel California with another camper, but the next thing I remember was waking up for KP duty the next morning and stepping in a puddle of puke right outside the door of my tent. Must have been a fun walk home.