So one day two friends and I head out to this wooded area of town to toke up. We've been there numerous times, and figured that it was relatively safe. So we walk about a quarter of a mile to our usual spot, smoke til we cant see straight, then we headed back. Right before we get to the exit, the friend that was leading sees cops/dogs at the only entrance/exit out of the place. He freaks out, warns us, and then runs for it. We're baked out of our minds so we dont even bother to check, we just follow. We get about a hundred feet away from the entrance, when we hear someone behind us ordering us to stop. Now the main problem at this point is that I had a backpack with a few g's of our stash, a pipe, and some clothes in it. So we stop and wait a couple of seconds for the cop to catch up to us, but I had no time/opportunities to ditch the weed. So the cop asks us why we ran, and I come up with a bullshit story that we left someone's ID down by the creek. Well it turns out that the cop was only checking out a report that there were "explosives" going off in the woods. He doesn't check us, nor does he check the bag. He kept on hinting that I had stuff in the bag, so I even gave him a little peek. This may seem stupid but I thought that we were all screwed anyways, and maybe if he saw all the other stuff in the bag, he wouldnt bother to check the rest. All he could see was basic stuff that you might take on a hike (extra shirt, water, etc..). So then he lets us go and we walk out the entrance and it turns out that there really were dogs and a cop car. Well it turns out that they arent drug dogs, they were the poodles of the lady that reported the explosives. So the point of this story is that not all cops are douchebags out to bust teens with weed. It shouldve been more than obvious that we were high and holding shit. I just found it amazing that he could look past that, and let us go so he can look for the real threat in the area.
