Two weeks ago I hiked the furthest south part yet of the Black Canyon trail. To get there I found GPS coordinates online and had to drive 25 minutes on a dirt road right off the redundantly named Table Mesa road. This was a really cool hike but I doubt I'll ever do it again since I may have been shot at near the end of the trail.
Most of this hike was fairly easy. A little more than a mile into the hike I ran into a herd of four wild burros. I had heard that they have them in this area but didn't expect to see anything. After shooting a few pictures I headed up to one of the peaks in the area. When I got to the peak the trail went underneath some really high powered electric lines. I could hear the lines making a crackling noise so it was a little intimidating walking under them. I decided that I was going to take a different path down the mountain and shortly after heading down I came across some antlers which I took home with me.
Near the end of my hike I think I got shot at which is why I'll never be hiking there again. There are signs everywhere telling people where they can shoot. No shooting is allowed near the trails. Well about half a mile before I got back to my car I'm pretty sure I heard a buzzing noise go past me a split second before hearing a loud rifle shot. I had heard gun shots all morning but none of them were following a buzzing noise. I looked up on the hill about a half mile to my west and there was a white truck up there. I don't know if someone was randomly shooting, if maybe I was imagining things, or if Obama stuck the an assassin on me, but it gave me a good scare. So I walked fast out of there and no bullets went whizzing past me after that. Time to find a new place to hike.
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