My first experience of spirits was sometime in the Seventies. I was riding my bike back and forth to work, about four miles one way. Anyway, I got off work at eleven o'clock at night and was taking a short cut through an empty field being made into I believe an industrial park. There were streets graded out but, not paved and paved sidewalks. I would ride that route every night. It was a little rough riding because of the tumbleweeds that grew up in the streets and along the other side of the sidewalks creating a very narrow path.
I was riding along on the sidewalk between the tumbleweeds kind of watching the ground for obstacles, it wasn't pitch dark and I could see fairly well. When I looked up there was a woman standing about ten or fifteen feet in front of me. She startled the hell out of me I said "sorry" and swerved around her into the tumbleweeds. She didn't say anything but just stood there, with her arms hanging down along her side staring at me. I looked towards her as I passed her and she was gone. I mean, she was gone! There wasn't any where for her to go but straight but, because of the tumbleweeds. I did get a good look at her though.
I think she was about my height 5'7" had short hair, bobbed, no jacket, a kind of sack type dress like she stepped out of the twenties and wasn't wearing any shoes, it was very cold that night. I looked all around but there was no sign that she had been there. There was no way to go but through the tumbleweeds and there wasn't any noise as there should have been if she went through them because as I said the tumble weeds were all intertwined.
I still rode the same route day going night coming home and have never seen her again. But, I won't ever forget get it and that was almost thirty years ago!