A couple of years back, I was doing a little panning fairly far out in the sticks. For some reason I happened to look up and I saw a young woman approaching me on the trail that ran along the creek. I said hello as she passed by and she glanced at me but didn't respond. Something bothered me about it but I couldn't put my finger on it.
A moment or two later, I realized that we were miles from the trailhead, it was a rough trail during this time of year, and that she was dressed completely inappropriately for the terrain. I looked up again to see where she was going and there was no trace of her. This was during the winter and with the lack of vegetation, she wouldn't have had time to get out of my sight, even if she'd been running.
I thought this was very odd, so I decided to follow her tracks. There was a small amount of slushy snow on the ground so this should have been easy, but I lost them in a puddle of water a few feet away. I then followed them the other way (back towards the trailhead) and lost them in another puddle, right about where I'd first caught sight of her. The whole thing weirded me out enough to call it a day, so I kept going until I made it to the trailhead. My vehicle was the only one there.
I'm still not sure what happened, or how she'd gotten in there in the first place. I suppose that she could have come in from another entrance and made it past me without me seeing her, but there were only two sets of human tracks...mine and hers. Granted, her feet were quite a bit smaller than mine and it would have been possible for her to step inside my tracks, but then how did she get past me?
I still wonder about this one.