cchurchi
Enlightened
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- Aug 21, 2006
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So I went caving last night with my new boxer 24W HID. My wife and I went to a cave just outside of town that is well known and heavily vandelised with spray painted graffiti. There was a truck parked at the entrance with out of state plates, so we wrote down the plate number in case they decided to mess with our durrango.
Anyway, the entrance was icy and a little treacherous. Once we got several hundred yards into the cave we noticed a heavy layer of smoke at about shoulder level, but decided to continue anyway because that HID Boxer is hella bright and I had a .45 in my pocket in case we ran into any problems. So we come around the next corner and find 4 stoners armed with cheap supermarket 2c incandesent flashlights sitting around a small camp fire! I could smell the refer quite well at this point inspite of the fire. They had a large dog that went balistic and it took 2 of the hippies to hold on to it. We said hi and continued about another 100 yards to the back of the cave.
It did't take long for us to get back to the location of the fire and the hippies were long gone making me a little worried about the condition of our vehicle so we double timed it back to the entrance. As soon as I got there I could hear them speeding off. In my rush to get out of the cave quickly, I slipped and had to smash my nice new light in my left hand into some rocks to keep from falling. The Boxer hit the wall really hard but only had a few scratches in the anodizing. The moral of the story.... hippies must die!!!!!
Anyway, the entrance was icy and a little treacherous. Once we got several hundred yards into the cave we noticed a heavy layer of smoke at about shoulder level, but decided to continue anyway because that HID Boxer is hella bright and I had a .45 in my pocket in case we ran into any problems. So we come around the next corner and find 4 stoners armed with cheap supermarket 2c incandesent flashlights sitting around a small camp fire! I could smell the refer quite well at this point inspite of the fire. They had a large dog that went balistic and it took 2 of the hippies to hold on to it. We said hi and continued about another 100 yards to the back of the cave.
It did't take long for us to get back to the location of the fire and the hippies were long gone making me a little worried about the condition of our vehicle so we double timed it back to the entrance. As soon as I got there I could hear them speeding off. In my rush to get out of the cave quickly, I slipped and had to smash my nice new light in my left hand into some rocks to keep from falling. The Boxer hit the wall really hard but only had a few scratches in the anodizing. The moral of the story.... hippies must die!!!!!