Watching Hikers

“ever see another hiker out there on the trail? like far away, when they don't realize you are watching them and you're all like checking them out to see if they have real hiking gear?

or how bout when you're crusin along and you come across a tent set up but no people around....that's kinda creepy....



sorry, i'm bored”

“I have heard stories of people coming into a shelter, and finding a tremendous amount of gear out, but no one ever shows up to collect it. Strange...

Maybe it was all Eric Rudolph...”

“there's a park-like area here , near town, and i was walkin around by the river and i cam across a tent. i'm sure it was a homeless type person. you could tell they had been living there.....even a bicycle...but no people around.....creepy”

“Tarpy left a bunch of gear at a shelter once, because he'd stolen it and felt bad. LOL!!

you know, i never pay attention to what kind of gear people are wearing. i always just focus in on their face...then afterward i wonder what pack they had, etc.”

“their face, huh? hmmmm.....curious





stranger hiker; hi, my names john


Lyra [thinking to herself]; Wow, check out the unit on that guy....”

“......or their beehind”

“"unit," LOL! that's a funny word.”

“Whoa!!!!

The "Hiking Witches" thread just got zapped!

Something about "no time warping"”

“Ha! Tom got busted! Maybe lyra zapped the thread. Ooooooooh...spooky!”

“dang tom, you should have put the "no innuendo" disclaimer on the top like i did....


lol lyra, i thought you'd like that...”

“Remind me never to leave stuff around if I backpack with you guys Lyra ;op”

“Was it something I said?”

“We were in the wWinds and kept leap frogging this couple. Every time we stopped they came and stopped. She kept bending over in front of us so we just kept checking out her "hoo hoo's".

What would you guys have done?”

“i don't think we're supposed to make alternate-universe threads anymore, Tom.

don't worry, he wouldn't take much, ynami. LOL!
;-)”

“lol chief, you made the right call.....


that's happened to me before...only it was 2 stinky weird guys with no hoo hoo's....but i was thinking it was like playing golf and there's a group behind you that keeps rushing you and finally you tell them to play through....”

“.....at the miniature golf?”

“uhhmmm.....no....but i got a nice 7 iron that would fit nicely right up yo longjohn covered @$$..... i'm sure your brain gets lonely in there.....”