Survived the night at Ghost Town

We had dinner in the Ghost Town...that wasn't too frightening. We saw no ghosts...but then had to return to the park. That frightening ranger-guy came by as we were walking through the empty town during dusk (we are such dare-devils!!!) and asked if we were okay. I initially thought maybe he was just setting us up by being nice, but turns out, he was just nice. I had a little fright during the middle of the night...but turns out it was nothing - probably our ranger driving through the campsite to be sure there were no ghosts bothering us. So, we saw no ghosts and enjoyed the little ghost town on the border of Nevada and California - Calico Ghost Town. Worth a few miles off the interstate to see. We stopped in for awhile today to see inside several of the stores (they were locked up after 5 o'clock)...the history of this little silver mining town was very interesting.
I am sitting in the RV while Ken is getting gas (the RV type) and watching these two men giving water to the six beautiful horses they are transporting. They have been dragging water buckets back and forth from the watering hose to the horses now for 15-20 minutes...they seem to be taking such good care of these animals. They have gone back to each horse with the water at least three times each...probably extra milers and animal-lovers. I liked watching the way they are caring for God's creatures.
We are now headed to Yosemite National Park in California. More later....thanks for following our adventure.
Carol and Ken