una_dogger
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I just remembered another one..
I was backpacking a section of the Long Path in NY with a friend and we had just reached a stretch before Schenemunk where the trail follows three miles of railroad track. Just before the LP turned into the woods, we see a guy coming down the track, really muscled up and wearing leather pants and bullet belts slung over his chest. We started hotfooting it to the turnoff as fast as we could (on railroad tracks with packs!) but we didn't make it in time and suddenly he's right in front of us. He just smiled and walked on by. To this day my friend and I recall him as "Rambo".
I was backpacking a section of the Long Path in NY with a friend and we had just reached a stretch before Schenemunk where the trail follows three miles of railroad track. Just before the LP turned into the woods, we see a guy coming down the track, really muscled up and wearing leather pants and bullet belts slung over his chest. We started hotfooting it to the turnoff as fast as we could (on railroad tracks with packs!) but we didn't make it in time and suddenly he's right in front of us. He just smiled and walked on by. To this day my friend and I recall him as "Rambo".