I was at training in Portland this week and decided to find some caches during my lunch break. I found a trail near the training facility that had some caches so I decided to go find a few Friday. The name of the trail was Clark's Pond trail. I parked over by HD and had to skip the first cache because some vagrants were parked at the picnic table and watching every move I made. I should have seen the warning signs there. I made my way down the paved path and found the trail. I didn't know it at the time but I actually went the wrong direction. I walked a short distance down the path and saw someone standing about 25 yards away. I couldn't quite figure out what they were doing at first but then I saw someone else on the ground in front of them. OMG!!! I wanted to poke out my eyeballs. I turned to go and they realized someon else was there. It was two middle aged men and they were scrambling to get themselves together and I was scrambling to get the H E double hockey sticks out of there. I guess I am used to caching in central Maine because I have never come across this. Thank goodness I didn't have my boys with me. Not a pleasant experience. Has anyone else had anything like this happen?