Post #117398 by tikiEAMES on Thu, Sep 30, 2004 10:09 PM

Before kids and modern and shag and tiki obsessions I was fixated on mountain biking. Went to the mountains of New Mexico. Went riding with locals, stopped for a beer and by the time I came out the moon hadn't come up enough to provide any light. So i decided to ride back to the camp ground, although I was the only one there.

It was pitch black and I litterally could not see the road, when a pick-up stopped the guy inside yelled at me hey I thought you were a deer, get in, I'll give you a ride. As he pulled away something didn't seem right. He passed the turn. I told him to stop, but he didn't right away. he went on for a couple of seconds. But in those couple of seconds, I thought perhaps this was it. I got my bike out of the truck and still in total darkness, at about 10,000 feet I managed to get back to the campsite. Litterally had a hard time seeing across the street. The national camp ground had only one tent on the site and it was mine. The family that was watching the campground was gone for the nite back to el paso.

Needless to say it was a bit of a difficult nite sleep.

At the end of the week, the guy that was watching the campsite, went on to tell some terrific tales that absolutely scared the shit out of me.

Haven't been back since.