This place really warrants a full chronicle, it's a shame we're all too lazy to write out one. Our one trip out here was a 99% success. Early in the morning we picked up Ryan (smiley crew) to head up to meet ply and fatty in Lunenburg. When we got there we parked along the lakeside and walked around to a low fence, hopped over no problem no one in sight everything was going fine. We checked out the park for about an hour and I wandered off to one side, where I saw a car driving in, I ran back over to everyone else to warn them.
We headed for the fence; Ryan made a mad dash and hopped right over, then started talking to some of the fisherman on the lake. Ply fatty and myself got over next and when it was Keti's turn to get over she got caught on the top and had to fall back down then couldn't get her footing, just then the car pulled out and came towards us. I told Keti to hide on the other side.
A large man got out and started yelling and threatening us. We weren't worried about getting arrested or anything but I was pretty sure at first that he was going to beat the living hell out of us. Then unexpected he turned away for a second and tells us don't ever come back, and goes back to his car and drives away. When he gets around the corner I got back to the fence to help Keti get back over.
She gets to the top she gets caught again, but this time she just keeps going and rips a hole from the crotch to the waist, and several other tears all over, making them completely tattered. We rush back to the car and the second she sits down she grabs her soda from her bag, opens it up and it explodes covering what's left of her pants. What bad luck huh?