Everyone runs into strange, wierd, or unexplainable things on the trail. Its that moment where your trying to figure out whats going on but your gut tells you to get out of there and dont turn back. So...what have you all seen. Share your stories. Does not have to be necessarily in a Jeep, just an expierence off the beaten path...
I personally was riding my 400ex along the dam behind the city reservoir near Frederick, MD. This was back when I was in high school and we were riding all the time back then. We were familiar with the area and had been all over the trails there numerous times. We would find alot of butchered deer trimmings, old cars, abandoned buildings, dumped garbage, etc. In particularly we knew of an area where there was a clearing, a campfire and pentagrams, vulgar crap, basically everything that declares yourself an outsider spray painted all over so naturally we always avoided the area cause who wants to run into the people who spray painted the stuff there in the first place. But like all things eventually thats going to happen...
On this day my buddy decides he wants to tackle climbing the hill up to where that area was on his YZ. So he throttles up the hill and I follow. I get to the top and there is a whole bunch of people in all black burning what appeared to be a sack full of something. Now take it this was early afternoon on a saturday, honestly who spends their saturday like this. Anyway, I promptly held the clutch in and kicked backwards rolling down the hill, didnt even bother trying to turn around. We got back on the path and high tailed back to his parents house.
Ive been back near that area of the woods since then but always second guess going near that place.
I personally was riding my 400ex along the dam behind the city reservoir near Frederick, MD. This was back when I was in high school and we were riding all the time back then. We were familiar with the area and had been all over the trails there numerous times. We would find alot of butchered deer trimmings, old cars, abandoned buildings, dumped garbage, etc. In particularly we knew of an area where there was a clearing, a campfire and pentagrams, vulgar crap, basically everything that declares yourself an outsider spray painted all over so naturally we always avoided the area cause who wants to run into the people who spray painted the stuff there in the first place. But like all things eventually thats going to happen...
On this day my buddy decides he wants to tackle climbing the hill up to where that area was on his YZ. So he throttles up the hill and I follow. I get to the top and there is a whole bunch of people in all black burning what appeared to be a sack full of something. Now take it this was early afternoon on a saturday, honestly who spends their saturday like this. Anyway, I promptly held the clutch in and kicked backwards rolling down the hill, didnt even bother trying to turn around. We got back on the path and high tailed back to his parents house.
Ive been back near that area of the woods since then but always second guess going near that place.