N.O. Night p.3
Finally at around 2 or 3 in the morning, in the Middle of Mississippi we found a campground that wasn’t full. Actually, it was completely deserted… dark, deserted, and kinda creepy. We set up our tent and started a fire and were just sitting up talking or something when a truck drove into the campground. It slowly drove around the site until it got to us. It pulled in behind our car – headlights glaring in our eyes – for a good minute or two. I don’t think we did anything; just tensed up and waited for the Mississippi version of the Deliverance guys to atatack us. After a couple minutes, though, it just backed out and drove away.

freaky…