Macala Orchards is a beautiful Mediterranean-inspired property filled with boulders of every size & shape, olive trees, purple sages, wild rabbits and coyotes yipping. My 13 year old daughter spent most of each days climbing the boulders. We watched birds & ground squirrels. Found a funnel spider. Tried to get close to a rabbit at evening silflay. Did the olive oil tasting (multiple award winners including a best of the world!) which was wonderful & luckily our two favorite oils were available for sale. When we first arrived, the property manager David met us at the gate & did a great orientation. Rich, the patriarch, took us on an inspiring tour of the property, zipping up and down hills in his golf cart. Our tent site was close to their new, bright bathroom, which had a decent-sized hot shower. I was able to park my SUV near the place we chose for the tent. There are lots of spots to park and/or set up one’s tent, s actually. I just chose a spot that was flat, under a tree & near a picnic shelter with a view for my morning coffee time. We didn’t use the bigger bathroom/kitchen area as we didn’t need the microwave, fridge or sink up there. (We are self sufficient that way.) My daughter wants to go back, as do I, but I think for vastly different reasons. She loved the rocks & building the fire. I loved the trees that came from Italian soil & knowing it Italian blood that build everything. Macala Orchards is a place good for the soul.