AZStickman
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It's been a whirlwind of a year with my employer deciding to shut down their AZ operations and then landing a job that keeps me on the road 60% or more of the time. I'm one of those lucky guys who considers my wife his best friend and it's been real hard on both of us adjusting to the travel. For a get away,we hauled our trailer out into the desert the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and spent 5 great days together camping,quail hunting, quad riding and just getting away from it all. While we were out there something happened that still has me second guessing myself. I thought I'd see what you guys would have done.
4:30 pm Thursday afternoon after we ate Thanksgiving dinner we headed out on the quad to chase down some roads and scout out campsites for future trips. as we headed down one particular road I spotted a passenger car about 150 yards ahead. It seemed kind of odd as we were 6 miles back in off any paved roads and 1/4 mile off the main dirt road. There was a person in the drivers seat and as we approached the car they stuck their face up into the sun visor,I continued on. We both thought it kind of odd but soon dismissed it. About an hour later we were heading back out on the same road and the car was still parked in the same spot. About 200 yards out the person with the car got back in and with the drivers side door opened and bent down under the dash with stocking feet sticking out the door as we approached. I had unholstered my GP-100 at this point and had it hidden but ready as we passed the car.I didn't stop. As we headed back to camp we discussed whether or not we should report the car and occupant but decided the cops would probably not be very interested in a report of a person acting strange in the desert. You meet a lot of strange folks in the desert and this just seemed to be another one.We spent the rest of the weekend having fun and had actually forgotten about the strange incident.
On Sunday we broke camp and were heading out, as we hit the junction of the main road there was a car parked and a young man came out to the road obviously wanting to talk. I had my wife slip me her gun and rolled the window down. The young man asked how long we had been camping and if we had had a young girl come by camp asking for food. I told him no and asked if she was driving a passenger car. He responded yes and described it. I then told him about our encounter with the stranger and their actions. This was when he informed us that the girl( we couldn't tell if it was a guy or girl when we saw them nor does it really make a difference)was his fiance and that she had been reported missing on Thursday and was found dead Friday morning a short ways from where we had seen her. She evidently had some problems and was on medications for depression and had overdosed. The cops figured she had become disoriented and headed out into the desert after dark in her stocking feet and didn't make it through the night.
I've been doing the woulda/ coulda/ shoulda thing in my head ever since and believe that given the same set of circumstances again I wouldn't do anything different. I'm the first to help someone out on a backroad if they need it but not at the risk of my family's or my own safety. There was obviously something wrong in this situation that got my radar up and I chose to move along and let the person who obviously didn't want to be seen alone. I can only wonder if I had just stopped to ask if everything was OK if it all might have had a different outcome. ....... Still kinda hard to take it all in...... Terry
4:30 pm Thursday afternoon after we ate Thanksgiving dinner we headed out on the quad to chase down some roads and scout out campsites for future trips. as we headed down one particular road I spotted a passenger car about 150 yards ahead. It seemed kind of odd as we were 6 miles back in off any paved roads and 1/4 mile off the main dirt road. There was a person in the drivers seat and as we approached the car they stuck their face up into the sun visor,I continued on. We both thought it kind of odd but soon dismissed it. About an hour later we were heading back out on the same road and the car was still parked in the same spot. About 200 yards out the person with the car got back in and with the drivers side door opened and bent down under the dash with stocking feet sticking out the door as we approached. I had unholstered my GP-100 at this point and had it hidden but ready as we passed the car.I didn't stop. As we headed back to camp we discussed whether or not we should report the car and occupant but decided the cops would probably not be very interested in a report of a person acting strange in the desert. You meet a lot of strange folks in the desert and this just seemed to be another one.We spent the rest of the weekend having fun and had actually forgotten about the strange incident.
On Sunday we broke camp and were heading out, as we hit the junction of the main road there was a car parked and a young man came out to the road obviously wanting to talk. I had my wife slip me her gun and rolled the window down. The young man asked how long we had been camping and if we had had a young girl come by camp asking for food. I told him no and asked if she was driving a passenger car. He responded yes and described it. I then told him about our encounter with the stranger and their actions. This was when he informed us that the girl( we couldn't tell if it was a guy or girl when we saw them nor does it really make a difference)was his fiance and that she had been reported missing on Thursday and was found dead Friday morning a short ways from where we had seen her. She evidently had some problems and was on medications for depression and had overdosed. The cops figured she had become disoriented and headed out into the desert after dark in her stocking feet and didn't make it through the night.
I've been doing the woulda/ coulda/ shoulda thing in my head ever since and believe that given the same set of circumstances again I wouldn't do anything different. I'm the first to help someone out on a backroad if they need it but not at the risk of my family's or my own safety. There was obviously something wrong in this situation that got my radar up and I chose to move along and let the person who obviously didn't want to be seen alone. I can only wonder if I had just stopped to ask if everything was OK if it all might have had a different outcome. ....... Still kinda hard to take it all in...... Terry