My favourite memory goes back many years to a May 24th (Victoria Day) weekend in Algonquin Park. That's when we all celebrate the beginning of the camping season here in Ontario; and when the college kids celebrate the beginning freedom for the summer.
There were about 15 or 20 college kids camped a couple sites away from us, with four tiers of beer cases piled 6 feet high!!
. They started the evening by opening up their tailgates, and cranking up their megawatt steros to full blast!
So . . . about 11 pm or so, when all Hell was breaking loose, with no reasonable expectation for it to die down for the duration of the night, I went out to register my displeasure with a ranger. I didn't have to go that far: they were all over the place!
The first ranger we encountered, requested that we be patient, and enjoy the fun; and after having hearing their plan, we enthusiastically agree!
Game Plan: Let them drink all they want, and make as much noise as they want; but at 5 am, when they have either passed out, or are still up puking, we are going to move in and take action!!
And true to their word, the rangers moved in at 5 am and kicked the whole works of them out of the campground; which meant carrying out anything they could manage to carry, over a mile or so to the main highway; and it was from there they had to figure out how to get home, and return to pick up their vehicles from the impound after they sobered up! ;D