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i had an odd encounter many years ago, and reading can do's post struck a chord with me. that whole 'bad vibe' feeling and how we need to rtust our instincts. long story short, i was leading a three day backpacking trip for middle school kids. myself and two others teachers are chaperoning. we arrive at the campsite and settle the kids in, start making dinner, etc. the campsite is an adirondack lean to, with fire pit and water source, but a couple of miles from the trail head. in the late afternoon, three guys show up. they are clearly surprised to find twenty 7th graders swarming around. i introduce myself, explain what we're up to (that we are moving on at first light), and basically check them out. to my sensibility, and judging by their camping stuff (flannel sleeping bags, cookware taken from a kitchen vs. lightweight stuff) they are a group of friends looking to get away and have a good time. this is also confirmed when they start to pass around a bottle of jim beam. in conversation, they are friendly and joke around as to the difficulties of hiking with a big group of kids. ok so far. they set up about twenty yards from us, and ask if they can cook on the campsite's communal firepit. no problem, but i ask them not to drink in front of the kids. no problem.
night goes on, s'mores and ghost stories at our campsite, getting hammered at theirs. our female chaperone reports that when she walked up the trail a ways, the guys were smoking a joint. whatever. still no threat, but i am hyper-aware (and i should mention, carrying a Buck Hunter on hip) of their actions. at some point they ask if they can listen around the fire to ghost stories, and that is when i see one of the guys leering a little at our kids. not saying anything, not gesturing, but a look in his eyes that pops my adrenaline. i calmly pack the kids into the shelter, the guys head to their site, and i quietly alert the chaperones to the fact that we will be sleeping in shifts, and positioning ourselves defensively in the campsite.
nothing happened during the night. were they just three yahoos getting away from their wives for a night? don't know. but i will say i'm not sorry to have posted a 'watch' over the kids. i did and will continue to trust my gut feelings about such matters. thanks to the OP for starting thr thread.
night goes on, s'mores and ghost stories at our campsite, getting hammered at theirs. our female chaperone reports that when she walked up the trail a ways, the guys were smoking a joint. whatever. still no threat, but i am hyper-aware (and i should mention, carrying a Buck Hunter on hip) of their actions. at some point they ask if they can listen around the fire to ghost stories, and that is when i see one of the guys leering a little at our kids. not saying anything, not gesturing, but a look in his eyes that pops my adrenaline. i calmly pack the kids into the shelter, the guys head to their site, and i quietly alert the chaperones to the fact that we will be sleeping in shifts, and positioning ourselves defensively in the campsite.
nothing happened during the night. were they just three yahoos getting away from their wives for a night? don't know. but i will say i'm not sorry to have posted a 'watch' over the kids. i did and will continue to trust my gut feelings about such matters. thanks to the OP for starting thr thread.