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After having unknowingly driven past the entrance to the park twice, I was almost ready to give up, but I thought ?what the hell, I've come this far!? I had finally made it to the parking lot, and to my horror, there was only one other car parked there. ?Oh lord,? the voice said Andre Moreira Jersey , ?you're going to be murdered or worse out here in the woods by yourself, and no one will find your body for weeks, or even months.? I took some solace in knowing that at the very least I had told my friend where I was headed. Even my fianc? had no idea of my intention to go hiking on a whim.