We met at a trailhead parking nightmare.
The scene: Huckleberry point. Oct 10th. The parking lot was nuts. You two were near your yellow car, ready to leave. Completely blocked in by truly inconsiderate parkers. Peak season creates overflowing trailhead traffic, but this was lunatic level gridlock. A toppled jenga tower of out-of-state plates.
Me and my crew were just finishing our hike, we locked eyes as I approached the vicinity. I couldn't tell if I was the guilty car, but y'all stepped up quick to give me a talking to...
"IS THIS YOUR CAR????" - You [aggressive]
You had high hopes I was one of the trailhead parking villains. Finally, you could get your car out AND intimidate an idiot.
In a heated 20 second exchange, we determined: 1) I wasn't one of the offenders 2) you guys immediately apologized and made light of your misdirected anger 3) you gracefully bounced between fist-shaking frustration and face-palm laughter that you had the wrong guy. We commiserated. I wished I could help. I left.
How long were you stuck? Was there a confrontation? Gimme the deets.
Y'all were neat. Good dudes in a ridiculous situation.
If you're still there I'm on my way.