Our trip to Rockport State Park, Washington - October 2006...
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We spent the weekend of October 27th at Rockport with Ben, a friend of ours. Rockport is really a very nice campgroud and you can read about it here. Note that rigs over 38 feet aren't allowed here (although no one checks) and the road through the campground is somewhat narrow and winding. |
| This camground sports full service campsites most of which are reasonably private. We chose to share a double site to share with Ben. Very nice site and not too tough to get level. |
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The park has never been commercially logged and sports many old growth trees. Ferns and moss grow everywhere in the forest. Even on the trees. |
| We, unfortunately, chose a weekend not too far from Halloween. There were stange creatures flitting through the old growth forest... |
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This tree had fallen over long ago and moss and ferns have almost taken it over... |
| Another one of those wierd creatures. We gave it a wide berth as well... |
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Ben's dog Kyia began to hear strange noises in the woods surrounding us. Here she seems to be looking at something we can't see... |
| We investigated and found this grave at the back of our campsite. This appears to be the grave of an "anonymous" RORT poster who was tortured mercilessly by RORTer regulars... |
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Our legs grew weak as we pondered what might be in store for us after the sun went down. Some of us began to imbibe certain beverages known to give protection from spirits. Or, did some of us begin to imbibe spirits? Ben had to sit down and ponder the questions (while imbibing some spirits, I think). |
| Things got very strange after darkness fell. Ok. Let me put it this way, things got even stranger after darkness fell... |
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Since cats are extremely sensitive to nocturnal occurrences we put Dozer in the window to watch out for us. The only explanation for what happened next is that Dozer must have fallen alseep on watch. Bad kitty! |
| We found these strange footprints on the ground heading across our camp... |
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Things got really weird around the campfire. It was if we were lit by X-rays or some sort of unworldly light. Stay away from the light! |
| Folks began to hide as if afraid an apparition might appear (or a bill collecter).... |
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There was a disturbing row of lights flitting through the trees and a glow in the footsteps... |
| The skull on the grave began to glow with a pulsating light... |
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A devilish head appeared on our camp table... |
| Another ghostly skull floating through the woods. Man, this is getting creepy... |
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And then, it happened. Ohhhh, my gawd!!! With a screeching loud enough to wake the dead (and I really think he was dead) the creature appeared! The anonymous RORT poster! Yikes, who is that masked corpse!? Get me out of here! |
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Gads! It was enough to finish me. But, I'll be baaaaaack! Many thanks to Ben. We had a great weekend at Rockport! |
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