>>2657845How did I start getting into fucking with campers? It started with my first backcountry camping trip in Zion Park Utah, meaning nobody was around me for miles. I didnt initially expect to get into stalking, I wanted to be alone, I liked being alone. But eventually...
>Be me>Notice I'm not alone by spotting a light in the distance (pitch black night) >Embrace my inner voyeuristic nature>Sneak around in socks before I get within eavesdropping distance of the campers >It's a couple and they go insided their tent and turn off the lights>They have to be going to sleep so I get closer to crash their coolers.>Quietly shuffle their camping gear, channeling my inner raccoon>Hear light footsteps approaching from a distance>Ohfuck.png>Unbeknownst to me, they have a dog>Drop like a sack of potatoes, in total disbelief at my own audacity>I hear a sniff, clearly suspicious>I try to blend in with the ground, thinking to myself, "I'm part of nature now">I hear panting, an obvious tell it's a damn fucking dog that spooked me>The doggo's curiosity suddenly vanishes, and he heads back to wherever they came from>As I continue my escapades, I take an unopened case of beer with me and promise I'll come back tomorrow for more if they're still here>I sneak away, leaving them with a story that's as absurd as it is funny, with just enough doubt to keep them the campers wondering if one of them forgot some of the cold onesThings only begun to get a lot more crazier after that day, but I'm heading to sleep. I only checked on this thread spontaneously but I have work tomorrow morning. I'll share more experiences if anons are interested. Some of them are pretty scary both for me and the campers involved.
