At an old lease I used to be in we had a place called "The Burnt Car". Mostly it was a turn around spot on a lonesome dirt county road, but two different times a stolen car was brought there and burned. Anyway, you would always find litter where people would apparently park there at night (beer cans, condoms, etc). Straight across the dirt road, and maybe only about 75 yards away, was a row of pines big enough to climb and see over a clear cut. One day I'm sitting in those pines and I hear a car coming...it's an old S-10, it backs into that parking spot. I'm stood up in my stand turned around watching them (I assume they are going to dump trash). An old black man gets out, and a skanky looking white woman gets out. They walk around to the tailgate and after maybe a minute the woman starts SCREAMING "oh $hit, oooooooh $shiz, ooooooooooooh $shiz!!!!" My first thought was he's harming her, so I yell "HEY!!!" at them. I don't think they heard me. I climbed down the tree, she's still loudly hollering "oouuuuuhhh" and "oh $hit". I thought about firing my gun, but didn't. I trot up to the road and they're just standing at the back of the truck now, still ain't seen me. I say "Y'all need to get out of here!" and they freaked out. Old man still has his pants to his ankles (brutha man was wielding a pork sword!!) I did NOT approach them, but told them they needed to get outta here. The old man says "it's all good, it's all good". I said, "Brother, I thought you were killing somebody!" The woman (I'm guessing a prostitute?) ducked behind the truck and got inside, then they left.

Wait until you work on bike patrol or as a GW, the things that will make you shake your head and make you wonder what in God's name were they thinking.

I made the mistake of going down to the Cahaba River Bridge on 280 to go fishing during lunch when I had first moved to Birmingham back in 1994.

Had my fishing rod and tacklebox, walked down the trail to the river. I stopped in my tracks at what I was seeing. Lots of poles out, but no one else was fishing for fish. I stood there dumbfounded for a moment and got out of there. Some things cannot be mentally erased.

Cars are still parked there all the time. Twisted people.

I still dont understand why they can't get a cheap motel room, especially in this day and age of facebook, texting, etc... Why does it always have to be a public park, gas station, or anywhere out in public?

Thrill of the risk in public. Easier to drive up, get it done and leave without a hotel/money record.

You speaking from experience?

hahahaha. The 280 Cahaba spot is still on and popping. I launch my yak across from there now. I fished there a few times from the bank before I had a boat, and caught cats a few times. I am willing to bet if you asked a lot of those guys if they are gay, they would say no. With some of these folks there is a lack of acceptance of reality.

Common sense and intelligence.

last year I was hunting around pryor rd when i drove back to the creek there was a suburu parked back there and a man reading the paper. he didn't look like he was there to hunt and when I saw his tag I figured it out. The tag was from Connecticut. we appriciate what you did to help clean up wheeler. becareful these queers would kill people like us if they could get away with it.

When I first moved to Decatur back in the 80's some guys at work told me that there was really good fishing at the creek that comes outta the "pumps".The fishing was good I will admit that but I just couldn't bring myself to go there for all of the extra activity that went on.Mangy looking critters too.

That's rough. I remember being young and watching Cinemax after dark and stealing the Victoria secret catalog. Never once did the thought cross my mind man I'd sure love to suck a d!ck right now. How does the thought of that even get into someone's mind? It's got to be some kind of mental illness there's no way a man should ever want a pecker shoved up his @$$

You really seem like a Sears catalog guy though!

Bunch of sick, disgusting, f£€ked up bastards.

Thou doth protest too much

Reckon you could go back out there, all camoed up and shoot Ol Mans pecker off about the time Bama fan latched on?

I like me a big woman

It was the other way around.....Old man was fixing to latch on to Bama fans ramrod

Watch where you sit down out there!

Now you know why they end up trying to gate off areas from "Public Access"!

That whole section around Pryor is interesting. I've seen all kinds of things out there. My younger brother one day was fishing that old metal bridge and some dude started shooting just up from there where the road splits. Needless to say that guy didn't expect seeing someone down there come up with a pistol either and bolted for the road. I've even been approached by some of the odd balls under the bridges before Mooresville. You can go sit in Mooresville and watch them look for there prey. Its so disgusting.