Every spring as the washed up skier flocks westward in search of the salvation that mount hood provides there is but a curious lurker by the name of the Timberline Tickler who stalks the woods in search of unlocked cars and tents on road 39 prowling for ticklish prey. Those who are misfortunate enough to run into TT himself are doomed to suffer a ticklish fate till the end of time.
To maximize one’s chances for survival each spring be prepared to put a lock on your tent that only you and your group know the code to as a method of preventing the timberline tickler from getting you, this along with never wander around the woods alone where the TT could be lurking around any tree you may see, and if you hear the faintest branch snap you better run for the hills as that’s the timberline tickler coming for you.
Based on my findings the origins of the Timberline tickler are unknown except he has lurked road 39 and the spring pass lift line for generations claiming the souls of those unfortunate to interact with him none to ever see the light of day again.
Beware the Timberline Tickler.