2:03 p.m. on June 18, 2009 (EDT)
usersatch said:
The issue is whether the danger is perceived or real.
Has anyone ever had run-ins with "unseemly" people on the trail or in the wilderness? Please share your stories.
Back to the original question, I think the danger (like many "dangers" nowadays) is far more perceived than real. Assuming you're not hiking off-trail in areas that are known for criminal activity and disregarding any signs of trouble, I think it's highly unlikely that you'll come into contact with criminal activity like this. As has been said already, criminals generally don't want to be found.
Not to say that it's impossible, but still pretty unlikely and not something I would worry about without just cause. And if I had reason to believe a place was unsafe, I simply wouldn't go there.
So, here's my story. Two years ago we "hiked" the short distance (maybe a half mile tops) to the highest spot on St. John, USVI. The "trail" we used was not well-traveled or marked and off a very bumpy, back dirt road. We found our way to the top and after seeing some wild donkeys started back down, but got a little off course.
We knew we weren't far from the "trail" and were headed in the right direction, but as we angled back we stumbled into a spot with big canisters, equipment and things. Then I noticed a guard dog. There were no houses anywhere nearby, so we weren't sure what was going on, but we quickly backtracked and found our way to the trail and back to the car.
I would have guessed meth lab or something else at the time, but according to what I read later, that doesn't happen in the USVI. So, again, it's an issue of perception versus reality. Was it some sort of illegal drug activity setup in the middle of the forest? Or maybe just a spot to put your junk and hang out with the dog? I don't know. At the time we both would have said, it just didn't feel right.
Back at the car I noticed adult entertainment DVD's on the ground, not illegal, but it added to the sketchiness. And a few days later, as we waited for our ferry, a ton of government and military vehicles, many with blacked out windows, arrived at the port and quietly amassed in the parking lot behing the National Park office where we were. It was bizarre and looked like something very serious was going down, but we never found out what.
Other than that little adventure, St. John is beautiful!