Reedley, CA, is up in the central valley (San Joaquin Valley) where almost all of California's crops are grown. Big agricultural area. Well, we had a Good Sam Rally up there at a small place right on the King's River. This place is out in the middle of nowhere. The owner of the campground also has a bar on the premise. Hard to describe, but the bar is right next to the embankment of where the bridge starts to cross over the river, and the campground is just down river from there right next to the bar.
Well, on the second night of our rally, we finally all went to the bar, drank a lot, came back and went to bed about 1:30. About 2:00 in the morning you hear a '70s V8 car take off out of the parking lot, burn it around the corner and head up the highway over the bridge. Next thing you hear is this big crash. The guy's throttle stuck WOT and he fishtailed it all around the top of the bridge before hitting the guardrail. Mind you, this area gets real foggy, too. Anyhow, half our rally people heard this and got out. By the time I got out and could hear the guys, they were drunkenly yelling at each other to pull out the front fender. The got it pulled out enough to go and fired up the car and kept giong. Car turns out to be one of the ones we saw at the bar all night, a 1971 Firebird.
Same car shows up the next night. (You would think they learned their lesson!) About midnight we all at the rally are sitting around our campfire when we hear this real weird fan noise. It sounded like a big fan circling around. We get up and look over in the direction of the bar. We see lights going in circles and decide to investigate. We get up to the upper parking lot of the bar and there are the two drunks again, this time they have a big fan, powered by a small gas motor, strapped to thier backs, going in circles about 20 miles an hour on a cruiser bike. The fan thing was like one of the ones you see hang gliders use to power themselves. These guys are registered stupid. Eventually one of them eats it and the crowd goes back in the bar like nothing ever happened.