REMEMBER THAT NIGHT WE WENT FOR A DRIVE DRIVER

At night we made a huge fire in the pit, listened to music on the tape deck and talked about the day. Later in the afternoon we took our guns out, and had target practice on some tin cans. We hiked back to our camp the next morning, and prepared breakfast, and just kind of relaxed all day. I remember that it was one of the coldest nights I had ever been through as my frozen boots that I had left outside of my tent attested to in the morning. It was getting late so we decided to sleep under the stars that night instead of hiking back to the campground in the dark. We closed up the cabin, and continued our hike. There were rodent droppings throughout the cabin, and we figured that it possibly was used by seasonal hunters. There was a few old cans of food, an old rusted shotgun, old blankets, and an old gas lantern. One of the brothers was able to get the door open and we all went inside.

The cabin appeared to be abandoned for some time by the shape it was in. We hiked about five miles into a very primitive area along a trail that was hard to follow in some areas. We set up camp and decided to go for a hike. The campground was in a very remote and densely forested area nestled between large mountains in every direction.

The popup VW was parked with it's rear bumper facing the base of a long hill and the front facing the river about 45 feet from the river. We set up camp by parking the '69 VW parallel to the river about 25 feet from the bank that led to the river and by parking the other bus the other way about 20 feet away from the '69 bus with the fire ring between the two vehicles. When we got to the camp area we saw that there was no other campers around and no sign of any recent visitors. We continued on towards the campground and I remember us kidding to each other how weird the guy had acted as if something had frightened him. The whole conversation only took about 2 minutes. He said, 'that the fishing was good along the river' and that’s about all I remember him saying besides 'good luck and for us to be careful' before driving off. He had long hair and a beard and he appeared to be very nervous and distracted when he spoke to us.

REMEMBER THAT NIGHT WE WENT FOR A DRIVE DRIVER

The driver was alone and appeared to be in his mid to late 20s. On the way to the campground on the dirt road there was patches of snow on the ground but the road was very drivable.Ībout 8 miles on the dirt road we saw an older model VW Beetle coming towards us and we flagged it down, so we could ask the driver what the conditions were like at the campground. We had to turn off the main highway on to a dirt road that we had to drive approximately 10 to 15 miles in order to reach the campground. I remember it took around 10 hours to get there. Since I was not driving I do not recall the highways or road to the campground that we took, and I no longer have contact with my friend and his family. in a newer model popup camper Volkswagen bus driven by one brother, and a '69 VW bus driven by the other brother. We departed from our homes in Whittier and Pico Rivera, Ca. My friend and his brother had camped at the area the previous year in the Trinity Alps. I do not remember the exact date's as it has been nearly 26 years since the trip.

I was 17 at the time, and would regularly take time off from high school with my parent’s permission to go on camping trips as long as I kept my grades up. 1977, a friend, his two older brothers, and his younger cousin and I went backpacking in the Trinity Alps area near Shasta Ca. LOCATION DETAILS: West on highway 299, about 14 miles west of Weaverville, Ca. on Monday, October 27, 2003.Ī young man and friends had two consecutive night encounters with an unknown creature Geographical Index > United States > California > Trinity County > Report # 7231

Remember that night we went for a drive