Camp, as usual, was up a hill and this time, deep in woods with no view of the water.  The area was flat with the platforms strung out in a line that paralleled the beach.  Almost immediately, we spotted a group of hikers walking on a trail from the near-by national park.  The trail passed close by the sides of all our sleeping platforms.  We didn’t like this much, and our concern was heightened when the next group turned left and passed through the center of our camp on their way to the beach below.  We had gotten used to the solitude of the last two days.  We didn’t really like the random appearance of anonymous hikers in camp.