I hate when something like that happens - I waste all this energy wondering whether I'm being paranoid or not scared enough and trying to figure out a way to get clear. Glad nothing happened.
Yeah, it was pretty unnerving. In hindsight, since it felt so sketchy, it probably would have been smarter to leave the trail and bushwhack out of the park. I thought about it at the time but didn't do it. Luckily, it was a nonissue.
I am so glad that nothing happened. Because of my work, I know too much, and research does show that instinct counts for a lot.
So sketchy! Sorry you had to deal with that!
Thanks guys. I may avoid that trail for a little while. Sandy, I’ll head to your corner of the park this week :)
Ugh, glad nothing bad happened, but that’s such an awful feeling.
My parents used to bug me to run with pepper spray. I never have but things like this make me wonder if I should. Even just for peace of mind.
It's so tough. In Wissahickon, there's a serious incident about once a year, just enough to keep me on guard when I'm in there on my own. It makes me really mad that I have to worry about it (when, say, Brent will run in there by himself without giving it a second thought).