We
headed up and found site 4 to our liking. No neighbors, but did have an outhouse.
There was even pre-cut wood, but with the fire danger, we never started a
fire.
We sat on our private beach and read, watching the grasses across the Snake River play in the breeze, then went up to our campsite and cooked spaghetti with our stolen parmesan, and got some sleep. The next morning we decided we liked our private site so much, we'd stay another night, and left the tent up while we headed into Jacksons Hole.