Then there is the time my friend was crossing back from the island and there was a naked guy just standing in the middle of the creek with his hands on his hips staring at the sky.
Sorry, I didn't realize anyone else was out there!
We used to have a park supervisor who lived in a trailer home at access 3, I think. One day a friend who is an EMT with Vacaville F. D. was called to sedate a guy running around nekkid on a farm field on Pleasant Valley Rd, by the CHP. It was our friendly supervisor on crack. After he went away it was amazing how car break-ins diminished.
That's hilarious.. I remember that guy, I always knew there was something odd about him. Didn't that old trailer burn down too? I figured his meth lab blew up or something..
That guy was a truely sketchy. I'd go out of my way to avoid him on the other hand his dogs were cool, they used to hang out with me while I fished. The place were his trailer was looks a lot better now without his crap all over the place.