I remembered another "strange" thing I found.
I was driving a Cherokee near Sedona AZ in the Spring of 1999, scouting locations for landscape photography. The red dirt of Sedona is liquid when it's wet, and like stone when it's dry. As I was negotiating the dry ruts of the trail, I noticed something that had obviously been dropped into the mud when it was wet, and stayed there as it dried. I stopped the Jeep mid-rut, and reached down to the ground from the driver's seat. I carefully wrestled a small jar with a plastic stopper all decorated with fimo clay. I lifted it into the cab, and opened it to discover a couple of nuggets of really stinky pot. Being good citizens, we disposed of the illicit substance in an environmentally friendly manner. I gave my sister the jar after it was completely cleaned. She still has it.
Found this thread through someone's sig (Thanks!) and thought it was cool so I had to contribute.
Every fall a bunch of us go camping/wheelin in the dense forest of S. VT at the same spot on a small lake for three days. Well my first time going which I think was 5 years ago, we went wheelin around the lake and came upon a rustic hunting cabin in the forest off the trail a bit but close to the lake. This thing is all set up with a kitchen, propane for cooking, and a wood stove etc. Well the coolest thing about it is the sign on the door: "If you open this door make sure you have identification to notify your next of kin". Needless to say we have NEVER messed with the place. Its hard to tell if its even used anymore but there is a sign inside with kills (ie. Nov 1976 6-pointer etc.) that is last dated sometime in the last 10 years. There is an old picnic table in the "yard" so every year we go back to this place with coolers and just hang in the yard before heading the rest of the way around. Have yet to bring a camera since everyone and everything is covered in mud by the time we leave so don't want risk getting it ruined - maybe next year I'll have to get a cheap one to bring.
Also last year while on the way out from this same camping trip we stopped for a break on the trail and lo and behold as we're standing there shootin the s@#$, I look down and see a handle buried in the forest floor. I kick it and realize its a perfectly good straight-claw hammer that now lives in my toolbox!
If anyone is interested in radar facility mentioned in the original post that started this thread, the Over The Horizon Backscatter Radar facility in the woods has now been dismantled and all the radar gear, antennae structures, back screens and ground screens have been demolishd and hauled off as scrap. The buildings still remain.
This past weekend, I found Joe Dirts cousin. Skynard Mullet and all. He saw the www.4x4grace.com sticker on my windshield, and the one on the side of my rig, and said, in a Joe Dirt voice, "is that a Christian group??" "Im a Christian, see my gold cross". He was speaking of the gold cross necklace around his neck. I wanted to ask him where his meteor was.
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I found a 3-wheeler lying on its side in a dry creek bed a couple miles from the nearest road somewhere in Indiana. In a deep gully in Madison county Ky there is a 59 Chevy Biscayne with no logical reason I can come up with for how it got there.
You guys have found some cool things, I need to go riding some more.
the only thing I've seen while wheeling that really sticks out is
in Calico there are trails all over behind the town with mine shafts everywhere
we were exploring some mine shafts (the kids and I) and we turned a corner in a shaft and there was a burned out VW bug complete .... motor trans everything there was NO WAY they could have gotten that bug in there because of the narrowness of the shaft and it was jammed in so tight we couldn't get around it so we went out climbed up on top the rock pile above the mine and there a hole that dropped down into the rocks you could still see the drag marks on the rocks where the bug had dragged going in