Strange encounters of the trail kind.

We took a walk today out to Lighthouse Point.  The trail goes through old growth forest up and down a wooded path complete with the usual roots and rocks.  About half way, we passed two twentyish women dressed in short skirts, high fashon boots and carrying/dragging pink suit cases.  The were as out of place as a giraffe in the artic.  When we reached the point, we discovered what looked like a professional photographer taking pictures of a series of young women in bikinis, cover-ups etc.  You never know what you might find in the woods!