Last year we were camping out on private land when a cop car appeared.
Out of the car grunted a wheezed a large unhealthy looking policewoman who began to question us on a serious crime which had been reported only hours earlier.
Apparently a gruesome triple murder had taken place some golf balls had been whacked across the river into a field containing some vulnerable grass and weeds.

It wasn't us and we said so.
The cop decided that taking our word for it wasn't enough and that further investigation was required. She wanted to talk with some other members of the party who were further down the field. We offered her a bike since she couldn't take her car down there.
She declined, stating that she would have "wait for backup"; upon which she returned to her car, got on the radio and put the flashing lights on.
Sure enough in a few minutes 2 more cars came tearing down the road and joined us so that now this looked like a large scale incident. It was dusk and the whole fucking valley was now illuminated in red and blue.

We continued to drink beer and offered the 3 officers some birthday cake.
They said they couldn't eat on duty, which was clearly a lie as the first officer looked like she couldn't have gone 20 minutes without a doughnut.

Then, as subtly as they had arrived, they decided that there was no evidence and off they went into the sunset.

The Royal Canadian Mounted Police, my heroes.
( Infidel , shit and wrong, Thu 16 May 2013, 18:01, 3 replies)

She's a mountie. Couldn't she have ridden her horse?
(Roger McGough-Pipe, Thu 16 May 2013, 19:28, closed)

There isn't a horse strong enough.

( Infidel , shit and wrong, Thu 16 May 2013, 19:38, closed)

Common experience
they tend to invent incidents in safe territory,presumably to avoid having to patrol reservations. Most mounties should have been happy with the cake though.
(the other guy not the one that gave you coochie warts, Thu 16 May 2013, 20:42, closed)