Running down the center of our camp was a creek.  Many times over the years it was filled to the top during the monsoon season with water rushing down from Mt. Lemmon.  When the creek was dry you had to be careful when climbing down in to explore.  You might be chased by a wild boar or get sprayed but a pesky skunk.  Other times you might be shocked to find a snake or two and possibly a baby bear cub.