This past October I was riding Tin Cup with my wife and daughter. We rode one end of the loop where there is a large clearing. There were some campers camped in the clearing. When we came back through about an our later the campers (bow hunters as it turns out) had piled a large mound of dirt in the trail. We just rode around it because I did not know if they had put anything in it. One of the campers walked towards us, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, while sticking out his chest. We just rode on by. The incident was worrysome as there were alot of families on the trail that day. Small bikes, kids and mystery bumps are a recipe for disaster.