There were no leaches in the creek, but there were back in town.
That place was a lot of fun while it lasted. 300 attendees lined up camping with astro-gear on both sides of a remote single landing strip defunct airport runway, baking in the summer heat with red volcanic rock/dirt on either side. Remember hiring a company to spray some sort of foam-dirt goo (WTH was that stuff?) to keep down the dust? Remember the Clampers BBQ? The "Gambling Night" in town, The Widder DeWitt?
The swimming hole was something of a godsend at times, as was Manzanita Lake 17 miles uphill in beautiful Lassen National Park. Stacey Jo, remember cooling down behind the water truck on that 110F+ day up there?
The observing was actually quite good! I recall Chad Moore (Pinnacles ranger) establishing the Dark Sky Programs of the National Parks by documenting the darkness (for the NP) at our star party. It was a great step toward GSSP, with a gentle push from the actual leaches.
I remember Ray Cash making Pisco Sours, Jay Freeman arriving an leaving, the other "activity" in town with our Karaoke Lunch event and pizza night. We even had a few years of dueling star parties (back to Lassen)! Who'd a thunk?
All this fun came from a few folks checking out Lassen for astronomy (I still think Bumpass was the all time best). From tiny acorns.