>>453522Friends and I make it back to camp. Everyone else had built a pretty decent sized campfire so it was easy to find our way. We start drinking beer and hanging out again, tell everyone about our weird encounter, and then promptly forget about it. About an hour later things have gotten pretty chill, everyone is just sorta sitting in the dark away from the fire passing around joints or whatever. Suddenly headlamp lights appear and we hear unintelligable methhead talk about who knows what. Three of them had come to our camp to try and buy weed off us (I guess, not really sure why they came to be honest) and just sort of awkwardly sat by the campfire not really saying anything. That alone would have been a little awkward but not that bad but for some reason they'd brought this 10-12 year old kid with them (he was probably at their camp but I didn't notice him) and he was carrying the biggest, stupidest knife with him. He didn't have a sheathe or anything, he was just brandishing it in front of all of us to try and scare us or something. So it's about 13 hikers sitting in the dark staring at 2 methheads and I'm assuming their younger brother with rambo's knife. Finally, after zero conversation, they got up and left.
Kind of an anti climatic end, but I really have no idea what the fuck they were doing. They were all gone before dawn.
