Campground doesn't exist.
I'm not entirely sure this is a real Hipcamp. We showed up, there was no host, no campsite, no aboveground pool, just a recently pregnant guard dog who barked at our car until we backed out of the driveway. We doublechecked the host's instructions, as well as Google maps, and searched up and down the road, but we couldn't find where we went wrong. The host could not be contacted, and we didn't want to just set up on a stranger's front yard (especially considering the guard dog), so after 20 minutes of pondering, we were forced to call it quits and we headed down to the La Quinta 13 minutes away and crashed for the night. I can give you a 10/10 stars for Sheila at the front desk of the La Quinta, but 0/10 stars for this Hipcamp. (The host has still not replied to my initial text)