I had the tent in one hand and the flashlight in the other when the sky made me stop. The Ozarks were dark, the campsite was quiet, and overhead the stars looked almost unreal.
I forgot the whole reason I was standing there. That is the pull of Arkansas after sunset.
It catches you mid-task and makes you look up like a kid again. The campgrounds on this list give the night sky room to do its thing, far from the glow that washes out the best parts…