Mankind + Nature = ___________
Mapping all livable structures for the census once, we had to take every road, open or closed, every trail that looked like it was possible to find a structure near. In the backwoods of Tennessee, I was training a crew, so I would go one day with each person. Found a lot of cool stuff, abandoned schools from the 1900s, some weird permanent campsites, all that. Once, we were about 4 miles into the woods on foot and stumbled onto a shack that had a moonshine still cooking with a coat hanging on a tree, shotgun leaned against it. The girl I was training was all “Isn’t this exciting?” STFU, Kayce, no it isn’t exciting at all to be the guy with a government badge finding an armed person cooking moonshine miles from anywhere. (digitalmofo)
My husband’s family is from Southeastern Kentucky. The family has been there forever. The first time I met them, they regaled me with stories about “government men” during the census that would head off into the mountains and never return. (oogliestofwubwubs)
I am in a search and rescue unit and have had some rather interesting experiences.
I’ll share one about a man that I never actually encountered – and that’s what makes it strange. We got called out to this search Sunday afternoon to a fairly popular state park that has both backcountry and front country trails. Two guys were hiking one of the backcountry trails, when one of them starts to feel a little off. They know they are close to their car ~1.5 miles, so the one that’s feeling fine tells the other one to wait there while he hikes to the car and back to get some medication. When he returns, his friend is gone. It had been maybe 4 or 5 hours since the missing person was last seen to when I showed up on site. (continued)
Calling in the K-9s
I was one of the first to show up to the search among a few other friends on my team. Most of us, including my unit coordinator, were thinking that this would be a quick search – the guy hasn’t been lost that long, it’s a fairly popular park, he was last seen not too far from here, they were on a clearly blazed trail, etc. So, we get sent out on a hasty search (basically a search in high probably areas – not an area search, where large swaths of area are covered). Near the point last seen (PLS), I spotted a phone along with some other items about 10m off the trail (this was my first real find of evidence on any search I’d been on, so I was pretty proud of myself.) After confirming the phone belonged to our subject, we thought “Ok, we found his phone, this is going to wrap up within the next half hour or so.” Boy were we wrong.
The search continued through the evening. More ground units arrived. Mounted (horse) units arrived and cleared mile upon mile of trail. Air-scent and trailing K-9s showed up. Units from other counties showed up. Park rangers searched continuously. The search continued through the night, the next morning, all day, another night, and another two days after that. I can’t remember the statics that my unit coordinator told us, but thousands of man-hours were out into that search. Acres upon acres of land were covered. But the subject was never found, and as of writing this (as far as I know) has yet to be located. We were all very surprised to turn up empty handed while we all thought the search would be over quickly.
Among the items found with the phone was a bag and straw. After testing these objects in a lab it was found that certain… Substances may have been used by the subject – the effects of which can cause paranoia. This might cause a subject who would otherwise be responsive to be unresponsive or, even worse, evasive.
Moral of the story is, don’t do meth. But if you are going to do meth, don’t do it while you are hiking or camping.
Please forgive typos, I’m on mobile. (p-mon13)