How to Get Lost In the Woods: Nanny Style

My friend and I decided to go search out a haunted place in Massachusetts. Dogtown. Where there are rocks engraved with sayings and numbers where houses used to be. There is claimed to be a woman in black but if you follow her she just disappears.

The map is the utmost helpful thing...not. We start down the main road. Now Dogtown is probably not on the main path so we just turn into the woods at random. Great idea. We follow a rock wall until we can go no further because of thorns. So we turn and go a different way and follow a somewhat path. After much dodging of tree branches and holes we come to the Babson reservoir.

I take out my not so handy dandy map and see that if we follow the main path it will lead us to Dogtown square...perfect. Until the path is cut off by an unexpected waterfall...

So not helpful. So what do we do, we climb the steep path next to the waterfall.

After this I pretend I know where we are on the map and make a lot of stuff up as we go. We are stuck in the woods with no trail and no direction. Until we realize how the mossy rocks are. We google (yes we still had wi fi???) what side of the rocks moss grows on. It's north in case you were wondering and we head opposite that because south is the parking lot. Makes sense, right? Our other instinct is to always go up. So we climbed up an awful lot of rocky hills. We find another rock wall and decide to follow it because it will lead us somewhere. Well guess what. There's rock walls everywhere and apparently they lead to nothing. Not even to each other. We find some trash and think we must be near a trail because that's a lot of effort for teens to go through to get drunk. Nope. Those teens are just idiots and spent a ton of time walking through the woods to get drunk because there was no trail nearby. Only a handwritten sign that says Sasquatch Den 0.7 miles with an arrow pointing both ways. Genius. On we go. There are white and red dots on trees so we decide to follow those. Well they kind of led away from where we wanted to go and they went in a circle.

Finally! We see life. The crane from the construction site. Well it turns out we have to climb up a massive hill of rotted leaves and a Christmas tree graveyard.

We climb down and back to civilization. It may have been instinct it may have been luck.

Right before the car, we run into a man who apparently does free tours of the rocks. Not like that's at all creepy. He gives us his card and tells us to call him next time. He was very impressed we managed to find none of the rocks. NONE. As he was talking I kept my hand on my pepper spray pocket. So we were almost nannynapped and survived the wild. It was a good day.

Mackenzie