a million dreams (tuneful tuesday)

see something, say something

When my sister and I are in the car driving around, we always consider it an adventure. We have on occasion taken an unknown road just to see where it leads. The fun comes in finding our way home without having to resort to a smartphone application to tell us the way (which I guess in some ways is cheating if we’re trying to enjoy the adventure of getting from there to here).  And then there are the times when the adventure is in our own backyard.

One Saturday afternoon, as we were returning to my sister’s home on a back road near to where I live, we happened upon an out of state SUV that was stopped along the road. A lady was out of the vehicle and appeared – at least to us – to be hiding something at the base of a speed limit sign. We drove slowly by and something about their stopping just didn’t feel right.  We kept driving and Sis kept an eye on the vehicle. The lady had gotten back into the SUV but the vehicle Gcachedrove a short distance and stopped a second time next to a railroad sign. Again the passenger had gotten out of the vehicle and seemed to be repeating the action of hiding something at the base of the sign.

My sister and I both had the same thought.


What people do on their own time in their own cars is really none of my business. But when it appears as though they are up to no good and hiding something in a public area, and it is close to my home – you can bet I’m going to be concerned.

We talked about calling the police. We decided to document what he had seen with pictures – of both the vehicle as well as what the people had been hiding – which were unmarked, black-colored film canisters. We didn’t touch anything, but we did get pictures. We called the police – who didn’t seem concerned – and figured we had done our duty. What made the event even more suspicious was that the people kept driving around as if they were waiting to see if someone would pick up what they had hidden. We weren’t about to pick up anything, but we made sure we took pictures.

My sister decided to document our adventure on Facebook and I added my comments as well. We received a response to the posting where someone suggested that the people were not hiding drugs – they were “geocaching” – like a modern-day scavenger hunt using GPS programs on cell phones.

My response to that was 1. The “geocachers” were not identified in any way – so if they weren’t bothered about being mistaken for drug dealers, then they deserved whatever came their way; and 2. The cannisters they were hiding were not marked; Sis and I both thought they were small enough to contain drugs and would also serve to contain money for the purchased drugs. If they were hiding GPS canisters, they should have been clearly marked – and we would have ignored their suspicious activities.

I don’t regret making the call to police. If people are going to enjoy such an outdoor hobby, they need to make people aware of what they are doing especially when what they are doing is in an area where they would normally not be. I’ll continue to be aware of such things and report them if my “spidey sense” starts to tingle.


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