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I was got fairly spooped my first time.
Few miles back in a Canadian forest, by myself for two days. Just had to get away from people for a bit.
I ended up just chilling by the fire, chillin' and eating some good food. Would explore during the day, and something kept telling me I wasn't welcome there.
Heard a single ungodly shriek the whole time I was there and didn't run like a bitch.
The fire, the music and good food made all the spoops seem like minor shit after awhile.
Hitched a ride back into town and that had to be the creepiest part of it all. Dude that picked me up was a very quiet woodsy kinda guy. Kept looking in the mirror at me, but he was probably just being careful.
Paid him 20$ and he slipped me a small mason jar. That was some good shine...
TL;DR Fire, Music, a big knife and the will to fuck up anything if it decided to step out of the dark at me.
