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>Be 19, camping with dog and best friend ('Mark') at the time
>We never take the same trail twice, and we ran out of options, so we decided to go off the trail
>Stumbling around through wet Ontarian forest for two hours
>We find a good spot and set up camp
>Mark takes the dog to go look for fruit or anything edible in the area
>Comes back 10 minutes later and tells me I need to get the fuck up right now and follow him
>Walk through dense bushes and a creek about 5 minutes from where we were
>Stumble upon a trailer like in pic related, painted with shitty camo, twigs and a canopy over top of it
>Compost bags against the trailer
>Old pots filled with dead plants laying around
>Generator covered in dirt laying in the mud
>Friend tells me to go peer through the window
>It's filled with what are clearly dead weed
>Tell him it's just some dead marijuana, not like we ca-
>Oh shit
>There's about 5 or 6 bags in the corner of packaged bud, easily a lb each
>Smash the window with rocks and a hammer we brought for pegging the tent
>Mark is a manlet so he manages to squeeze through the window, unlocks the trailer from the inside
>Find about 7lbs of weed, a baggy of seeds and some mason jars
>Get back to our camp
>Agree that since Mark got into the trailer he gets the odd bag
>Pack up and get the fuck out of there while hastily walking 2 hours with 3 lbs of weed in my bag
