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Creepy Van

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

So, I rode a new trail on Monday. North on the rail trail towards Weissport from Slatington. First off, I rode 5 miles before it occurred to me no one knew where I was or when I would be home let alone I was out for a ride. So I called my dad and gave him the info with a promise to call him when I got back to the trail head. At about my half way point the trail ended and I had to ride on the rode. This terrified me because cars simply ignore you and pretend you are not there so they nearly blow you off the rode. This happened 3 times in one mile. I decided I had enough and turned around to come home. Just before I hit the trail entrance again a white minivan drove by me slowly and with 4 feet distance (proper space) but then proceeded to pull off the rode about 100 ft in front of me and just sat there. The hairs on my neck stood up and I felt something very wrong was about to happen. I quickly crossed the road and kicked it into high gear. Once I was passed the van I crossed the road again. I watched it pull out behind me but at this point I was at the trail entrance so I cut the van off and hit the trail going full out for about a mile until my adrenaline ran out. I remained creeped out the rest of the day. I can't say the guy driving the van looked scary but he did stare at me as I passed him. It was weird and I have learned to pay attention to my instincts. I had my best time ever topping 14 mph for most of ride and made it back to the trail head in record time. Dad was glad I was okay and we both thought it odd I chose that day to call him just in case. Needless to say I learned a few lessons. No more solo rides without telling someone, no more solo road rides regardless and If something feels weird, TRUST THE GUT!
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