This story took place on April of 2005. My friend Lisa and I where on the way to her house to take her home. She was telling me about the legend of the woman on the slopes. The legend is that if you drive to the bottom of the slopes at night, you'll see a woman in all white walking in the field. And if you have a ring on, you'll feel a tug on it. The story is that this woman was proposed to at this spot. It was the lover's meeting place. Shortly after the engagement her fiance was killed. The woman is still waiting for him to return.
So we get the gumption to go down there to see if it is true. We cruise down there in my little s10 at around 8:00pm. When we got to the entrance of the slopes, I parked there and shut off my head lights, but I keep the engine running. I wanted to shut the engine off and Lisa said "no, just in case she came out, we can take off..." So we are sitting down there for about 5 minutes laughing and jamming to my mix cd. It was playing "Last Dance with Mary Jane".
It seemed like as soon as that song came on, we saw something white in the distance but wasn't sure what it was. It seemed to be moving closer at a rapid pace. As it got closer, it seemed to be a woman. She was about 10 feet from us when we saw the angry look on her face. So Lisa and I were not planning to stick around to se why she was mad. I put the truck in reverse and started backing up and she was chasing us. I was going about 10 mph backwards and she was keeping up. I decided to not try to turn around backwards since she was on our tail. I ended up backing halfway up that road (which had some nasty bends in it). We got the truck turned around and headed to Lisa's house. We could still see her in the mirror until we got on the main street in Smithfield.
I got Lisa home and nothing else happened that night. I feel bad that we didn't find out what she wanted but one day I hope to.