Arco day day 30

Arcos claim to fame is that it was the first town to have Atomic power thanks to the Idaho National Labs that are on the eastern outskirts of the town.  The lab is a part of the Dept of Energy and is responsible for good bad and ugly things.  Spread over about 100 acres with nothing nearby, it seems like a reasonable place to have such a lab.  Most employees live about 50 miles away in Idaho Falls which is reputed to be a lovely city with many outdoor options.
Another of Arcos claims to fame is all the carvings on the surrounding mountains/hills by the high schoolers.  However we were drawn to an area called Craters of the Moon.  We were not able to find camping in the surrounding State Park so we meandered into Arco.  Anyway, Craters is a volcanic area that stretched for miles and miles and the evidence is along the highway stretching for miles.  The state Park has a highly organized program for adults and children, and as is true of Arco, the big event is the Eclipse on August 21, 17.
The KOA campground which has become our default was fine.  It had laundry facilities (done)and a shop that had an amazing array of "stuff" that I perished waiting for my washing cycle to reach "rinse" for fabric softener.  I actually found Visine eye lubricant drops for the Rooster who gets dry scratchy eyes in the evening.  Back at the site, sitting in the shade of a tree with the awning up, blogging (or so I thought, only to lose the whole thing), a huge bus pulled up,with about 40 or 50 teens.  Much more interested in frisbee, eating, and doing teen things, attention to setting up the group site was of no importance.  However, the sky turned black and the wind picked up and I wanted the R to take the awning down (to no avail as we had planned to grill out, and he did not think the impending storm would be a big deal.). I checked the radar and weather, and it did not give us any indication of what would follow.  Thunder, lightening, the kids were eating and the "adults seemed unfazed.  I wanted to alert the mgmt, but the R said no.  Then thunderous rain and the kids skeedaddled under tarps while the adults put the food away.  Hats and frisbees &.  sleeping mats went flying; we had scooped up our chairs, but the awning was still up and the R was happily grilling away.  The awning ripped at which pointI had to screech and we jointly got it down.  Lucy was cowering in the bathroom and the HenHouse rocked.  Then came to hail!