Knuckleheads in the Woods

“This is all too funny!!

It reminds me of a funny thing that happened several years ago. We were camping at a state park campground on July 4 weekend and all the travel trailers and RV?s were lined up on the road waiting to get in their spots. There was was this one guy with a 35ft travel trailer that got impatient and decided to cut across the camp ground to get to a campsite. He drove between 2 pine trees that were about 40-50 ft tall. His trailer got wedged between the trees. He jumped out and grabbed a chainsaw out of the back of his truck and fired it up. Luckily a park ranger came by and stopped him. Well he cussed and argued but the ranger wouldn?t let him cut the trees. The guy spent the whole weekend trying to get it out and when we left 3 day?s later he was still stuck.

rabbitman
7/17/01

Please, more stories like this!”

“I was a couple of days hike, into Mt Robson PP (provincial park, near Jasper.

A Japanese hiker had his camera hanging, on the belt of his fanny pack, when he went to the pit toilet. While removing the belt, he dropped the camera down the pit.

He returned to the shelter, to get a metal spoon, that he could bend, and some 3mm line. After about an hour, or so, of hovering over the toilet, he managed to 'fish' the camera out.

I don't think I could have stayed in there, that long!”

“When carcamping at Ohio Power about 10 years ago, I saw this kids firing bottle rockets out of a gas can. I didn't find out if the can was full or not becuase we quickly moved our camp to another, safer location.”

“In all seriousness:

I grew up doing the family vacation thing at campgrounds. Can anyone draw a comparison between 25 years ago and now.

Have campground disintegrated completely, or does it still depend on where you go??

I have always harboured the idea that I could take my family back to some of the spots I treasured:
Prince Edward Island, Lily Bay Campground On Moosehead Lake in Maine, Welfleet, Cape Cod.

But I won't bother if it is all trailer park trash.

n.b. NOT that I would mind seeing a silicon injected tube top wearing ho ride a bike around a campground. Buddha, where are teh picutures!??!”

“Just the sweet mental ones that I possess, mmmmm mmmm, gotta go, be back in 10 minutes!”

“MAN COVERED IN EXCREMENT AS PORTABLE TOILET IS PUSHED OVER

A man was covered in human excrement after vandals pushed over the portable toilet he was using.

Edmund Ware had to be rescued after the toilet door was wedged against the ground.

Crowds at Ipswich Music Day gathered round the cubicle to watch the embarrassed 35-year-old crawl out.

Mr Ware said: "After I closed the door I heard kids' voices outside. They kicked the toilet over with me inside.

"It chucked out everything: the whole contents of the bathroom. There was blue chemicals and waste all over me."

Volunteers from the St. John Ambulance gave him a lift home and advised him to soak his clothes in a warm bath, the Ipswich Evening Star reports.

No arrests have yet been made in connection with the attack.

Story filed: 15:05 Wednesday 11th July 2001”

“Not in the woods, but the bottle rocket/gas can story reminds me of a not-too-bright friend who worked in a body shop and decided to cut the top off an empty 55 gal paint thinner drum with the torch. He was lucky enough to land in a freshly dumped pile of sand accross the parking lot. Amazing but true.”

“I seen my daddy wipe his stinky doodoo-butt with roks. I did not eet the doodoo tho - but it smelled good.
do:3”

“good dog sarabelle, good dog!”

“eeewwwww! To much information sarabelle. For some reason the image of your daddy doing that will stick with me all day.”

“Sarabelle -

Just why do dogs eat their own doo-doo anyway?”

“oh, geez.”

“Coprophragia...

I guess it's a 'dog thing'.


”

“I can empathize with the guy who lost his camera. I went into an outhouse in Yosemite after a rock climbing trip, wearing a rack of climbing hardware. My climbing buds started throwing pine cones at the john, and that escalated to rocking it back and forth, with me trying to get my pants up and not pee on myself, and not fall over. I had put the climbing rack on the seat, and during the rocking it slid into the hole and down into the pit. It was a borrowed rack of gear, and the owner showed up pretty soon from another climb, and for some reason got very ticked off. We fished the rack out with a stick, and man was it nasty.”

“I used to go camping with this guy that took an ax to chop down trees with him. He always had to chop down a tree when we went camping. It finally stopped when he chopped one down on his car. Im embarrassed to admit i used to think he was cool.”

“I hope you got a picture of that!”

“Here is a family outing that was about to go bad....

I was about 100 yards from the car after a short but difficult hike in the Cabinet Mountains. I had come down a steep 2-mile trail that led through foot deep mud, alder thickets and clouds of gnats and black flies--the kind that fill your ears, eyes, nose, etc. Not a pleasant experience.

I came across a family of obviously first time hikers just starting out. They were each loaded down with about 100 lbs. of shiny new expensive gear. They were all soft and obviously out of shape. They had flimsy little flip-flops on their feet. The wife had a little dog about 8-inches tall. It was all washed and brushed nice and clean with a ribbon in its hair.

Now keep in mind the trail that was ahead of them. They had just walked the first 100 yards when I met them. Totally out of breath the dad asked, "is it much farther?"”

“I met a guy on a trail last year and we were talking about this kind of stuff. He had stopped at a sani-can in a camp ground to go just before he left to go home, he put his keys under his arm (arm pit) to use the pisser and when he zipped up his keys fell into the can. He wasn't proud, so he went head first into the great black hole to try to reach his keys, he said he was sooooo close just bearly able to touch them when they slipped off of their temporary perch to their watery grave.”

“A few years ago I went orienteering with my younger brother. He says he wants a harder work-out so he carries a daypack filled with used newspaper. He starts out first and I follow 10 minutes later. About 15 minutes into my course I find a pile of newspaper in the forest. Of course I know that he is throwing them out to lighten the load. I pick them up and continue going. Pretty soon I picked up another pile and another pile. I finally caught up with him and stuffed them all back into his pack and made him carry them all to a trash can. Boy, did he get a work-out that time.”

“you people take HARLEYS out in the woods????”