I took a side road off Ponderosa and Whoa! What was that in the edge of the woods?
I'm not saying I heard the distant sound of banjo music. Or, the faint odor of a meth lab in operation. But it was sort of creepy
I would not veer to close. Ronald McDonald is the most creepy icon of the century. Out there in the middle of those woods, I would suspect only bad things happening in those parts. Run as fast (ride as fast) as you can.