You know, I honestly have no idea. It's not Wild River, if that's the one you mean (camp site). Basically, you drive up to Hinkley and take a right and drive for about another hour. Seeing how we went right of Hinkley by accident once more and I swore I heard banjos playing... [Yes, it was another place where we told Youngest he's mine, Eldest he's E's, and that they could not call us both mom for the duration of the stay...]