Here's another funny story on the quiet hours issue. We were camping last week in our new Rockwood Signature fifth wheel at Ohiopyle State park in Pennsylvania. (OK, t's not really camping in this thing, with theatre seats, a fireplace and central air, but what the heck.) It's near the Frank lloyd Wright house, Fallingwater. The state park rules made clear that quiet hours were from 10PM to 8AM, so we were tip toeing around and making sure we kept our voices down when walking the dogs, made sure the dogs didn't bark at all, closing car doors quietly, all that stuff, even though there were only a few campers near us.
Next morning at 7:15 we hear this awful racket along with a chain saw revving. We pull up the shade and look our our window. Here the state park hired a wood crew to come in and take out some bad trees right next to our campsite. The huge wood chipper powered by a auto V-8 was grinding and roaring away while the chain saws buzzed around us like angry (loud) bees. All at 7:15 AM.
Oh well, so much for quiet hours. Ohipyle State park was gorgeous otherwise...