I've told them here before, but here's a couple from Bankhead:
Ran across an almost new pair of women's pac boots sitting upright in the middle of nowhere with no one around... I looked around for evidence of anyone being there. Nothing.
Once walked into an area on a knoll between a fork in a creek. There were naked Barbie dolls, hanging from several bushes. Others were on the ground, headless. What kind of whack job does that?
Sounds like you stumbled into whild bills sanctuary
