We camped like that growing up here in So Cal desert. Permit? We don't need no stinkin' permit! We just found some random dirt road off 395, north of Victorville and drove it till we got tired. Sometimes we just stopped on the dirt road and made camp right there, never saw another soul on those trips. Once I took a motorcycle out tooling, and found myself on a firing range on China Lake NAWS! Oops! I see this huge X on the end of this bowl shaped canyon and hundreds of blue 20mm rounds on the ground. I turned and hauled azz out of there, but not before grabbing 3 inert 20mm rounds and shell casings.
