My campsite (#3 Trailhead). A prime spot. I just used a sleeping bag, no tent. The ceiling was the sky, 464A53, glittering with stellar glory and intermittently criss-crossed by shooting stars. I even watched a satellite make its unblinking linear path across the sky as a tiny, barely perceivable spot of light. The altitude here is over 8000 ft. The ever-present creek, cascading down the mountains is an awesome, yet not at all uncomfortable "white noise" backdrop, that by no means impedes sleep.