foxyrick
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This doesn't quite fit in the weirdest, so a new thread...
I was backpacking the Pennine Way many years ago, and had camped on a mountainside somewhere.
In the morning, I needed to do what bears do in the woods. Since it was completely deserted, I just dug a hole a short distance from the tent; completely in the open - no woods here. Great view!
While in mid flow, I heard a rumbling sound. Suddenly, two Harrier jets came into view doing low level fun stuff. One just over my head (it felt like a few feet but must have been much more) and the other actually level with me.
I swear I could make out the pilot's helmeted head looking right at me while I answered the call of nature!
So much for deserted.
Rick.
I was backpacking the Pennine Way many years ago, and had camped on a mountainside somewhere.
In the morning, I needed to do what bears do in the woods. Since it was completely deserted, I just dug a hole a short distance from the tent; completely in the open - no woods here. Great view!
While in mid flow, I heard a rumbling sound. Suddenly, two Harrier jets came into view doing low level fun stuff. One just over my head (it felt like a few feet but must have been much more) and the other actually level with me.
I swear I could make out the pilot's helmeted head looking right at me while I answered the call of nature!
So much for deserted.
Rick.