Harambe wrote:
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You have never hiked in the forest. What was posted is common knowledge. Stick with running around your mom's block, kid. You still might get run over by someone backing out of their driveway in a hurry.
This is absolutely not true. People go off trail all the time in wilderness areas and such. It's not common knowledge to be terrified of the outdoors.
I go off trail in wilderness areas and such, as someone who orienteered, run backcountry loops (and hiked/mountaineered/backpacked, etc.). But I also am careful about lightly used side trails. Close to civilization, you'll likely end up in a homeless camp, a little further out, possibly a marijuana grow, or maybe a trapline that might get your dog (had my dog caught in a snare once). I followed a little trail in one of my closest parks once, and encountered occult materials... not sure if it was from kids playing or from more sketchy adults.
I mentioned up the thread the guy I follow who chooses interesting off-trail routes where I grew up in San Jose. I really love exploring, but didn't do too much off-trail or off the official trail systems there because of who I might potentially run into. Also, going through the brush in that part of CA is scratchy, dirty, fully of poison oak, and you'll pick up ticks. There was a large marijuana bust near Mt. Umunhum at some point near (similar to the Cuyamaca story that someone linked, operated by Mexicans, I think) where I would have wanted to explore when I was younger, but never did due to the interactions that I had with and reputation of the gun-toting mountain folks that live in the area.
The missing guy was in the Harvard mountaineering club, so he must have been a very experienced outdoorsman in addition to being a really fit/fast runner. Whatever happened, he probably didn't made a stupid mistake out there, like getting heat stroke followed by cascading mistakes in judgment.
I think about what has to happen to cause me to ever go missing in the wilderness as an experienced outdoorsman and fit runner, and comes down to an out-of-ordinary wildlife encounter (often have moose and bear encounters where I live, had several mountain lion encounters when I lived in CA), or happening upon bad people (pot growers, shoot-first, red neck property owners, drunken hunters). I don't have known enemies to worry about, and I'm not going to disappear to start a new life or kill myself, but those are always possibilities to consider for missing people.