Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Flagstaff, Arizona
I’ve never found any thing really while out wheeling. Stumbled across abandon towns and what not, but nothing excited or scary, expect once. We never found any thing, expect we were found. Shortly after I got married the wife and I took a trip up to Canada. We had planed to drive up to Alaska, but half way though British Columbia we decided to drive across Canada instead. Thought was we’d take back roads and just enjoy our selves.
The trip hadn’t be planned well, but we had planed to camp out, see the wilderness and just have fun. Brought camping gear, food, fuel, the whole nine yards. So we’re way up in the northern part of BC, passed the 55th parallel and we decide to make camp for the night. Find this old logging road, run a few miles down it and set up camp.
Was a beautiful spot, not to far from this lake. There was no one around for miles it was great. Get a fire going, wife is cooking dinner, I’m drinking my first legally bought beer (since tight *** Americans wont sell it to you unless your 21). We eat, and turned in for the night. Fooled around like any newly weds would and finally fall asleep some time in the night.
I’m sound asleep and I’m awakened by this loud THUMP hitting the ground. At first I thought I was dreaming and was about to fall back asleep when I herd it again. By this time I’m a little freaked as to what could be making these noise in the middle of no where. I pop outa the tent naked with my mag light and flip it on and proceed to confront what were may be out there.
What lands not more than 5feet away from me is a bolder the size of a tire. I shine the light in the direction that I thought it came from and nothing was there. I knew the rock hadn’t been there before and I’m sure it came from some where. Never herd any one running away and never herd another vehicle leaving the area.
We through every thing in the back of the ZJ and took off back to the paved road so fast and half naked. By this time I proceeded to call the trip over and we headed for home. We crossed the border in Blain Washington where the customs officer asked us what were did, where we were, and how the trip was. I gave him a quick run down of the events of the night before. He just laughed and said it was Big Foot saying hello.
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Wait, you can't cross creeks up there? What the Hell is up with these Canadians?