Oops. It got dark.

After coffee and tea at McDonald's, we got talking with a fellow cyclist who hasn't toured, but wants to. It was getting dark, so we turned on front and back flashers and headed to the county park. On arrival, we couldn't find any sign. That camping was allowed, so we tried to call the police, but got no answer. Michael rode back to the police station and found it empty.
Oh, he's back with supper. More later.