I’ve never heard of Bohemian Grove before until I came across this site. I only came across it because the blogger behind the site started used my tdomf plugin, funny how you find links.
The first store I entered was a small market with various items and I asked the lady at the counter if she had ever heard of the Bohemian Grove. … I noticed that she was a bit nervous that I asked her. She sort of shook her head and then pointed to the guy who was now standing behind me with an item and said to ask him. He looked at me and I asked, “have you ever heard of a place called the Bohemian Grove”. He sort of said something to the effect of, “um, oh, its like over there somewhere” (pointing). … I asked “do you know anything about it”? He said, “naw, just that it is over there if you want to find it”. He then cut the conversation off quickly and headed out of the store. The woman behind the counter seemed to be avoiding looking at me after that.
But luckily he found someone who opened up a bit…
They then began to open up a lot and the guy told me of an encounter a couple of years ago where he and a friend were kayaking down the Russian River and decided to rest on a beach shore. As soon as they pulled there kayaks to the sand a couple of guys came down out of the trees on the ledge with guns and told them to leave immediately or they would be shot.
Yet it gets more mysterious…
Then the woman said a couple of suspicious things. Call it the gumshoe in me, but I did find it too strange to ignore. She told me how to get to it, how far you could go before you would be stopped and then said that if I get in to tell her how I did it. I told her that there is no way I am trying. She then told me that she was going to have to research the history of that club someday. Now, what I found suspicious about that is that she at one point was naming attendees of the grove, she knows the date it happens every year, she has “heard rumors” about it, she had lived there much of her life and she never did research on it? He said he had been threatened to be killed and that many others had stories such as that and still, it provoked no interest to research it? She said she could see them flying people in with helicopters every year and if you saw these streets, there is no way you would not notice all the cars going into it. What is the most bizarre is that she knew how far one could make it in before being confronted at a guard booth. Lastly and certainly no least, when we went to find the entrance to the grove, it was less than a half mile down from the bridge. It was like, right there. That whole scenario just seemed weird.
It sounds like the perfect opening for some sort of Lovecraft/X-Files thing. A open-secret government protected meeting place with MIBs and a town with creepy inhabitants… But it gets just a little creepier, because the blogger actually tried to go up to the grove. Excellent location for all sorts of modern day roleplaying settings and adventures!
So here we go approaching the grove. My wife is driving and as soon as you get to the property you see no trespassing, private property signs everywhere. It is not unlike my wife to ignore such signs and onto the property we went and I told her we should turn around and get out of there. Before I got the words out of my mouth, here comes a pickup truck hauling ass down an inside area for parking. We were no more than 20 feet in the grove and here comes somebody. As we were driving out onto the main road and back toward town I noticed through the trees that the truck was following us directly to our left. I had not noticed before but the parking lot and Bohemian property extended down the road a bit and it also had private property signs all over. My wife and myself had chills as we watched this truck literally drive directly beside us until the parking area came to an end verifying that we were being scoped because it then turned around and headed back.
Bloom’in hell. That would give me the willies too. The strange thing is, the guy wants to live there? My my!