I left right from work for the Catskills, where I was meeting some fabulous old (and new) friends for a weekend of camping.  This is what Friday night looked like.  At about 10:10, the ranger came by to remind us that it was quiet hour already and that we were being very loud.  We felt bad and started speaking very quietly and 30 seconds later, she turned around and told us that if we didn't whisper, she would make us go to bed.