As an avid tent camper in national and state parks, I always thought it more as a “poor man’s vacation.” The rich would have second homes at the beach or in the mountains, the middle class would have an RV they would park in a camping spot for a few weeks and hang out a cute shingle saying something like “Off the Grid for Good,” and someone lower down on the economic ladder would invest in a tent/s, a Coleman stove, and a rope tied between two trees that stood in as a clothes line for wet swim suits. The wealthy wouldn’t be caught dead camping in a park, and we never missed them! But, you’re right. I hardly ever saw people of color in the parks.