This used to be an old woodsball field (paintball played in the woods) complete with trenches, a lookout tower, a chronograph station, a main shack, as well as many obstacles put in the middle of the field. It closed around 2010 and now seems to serve as a dumping ground for garbage - and in particular clothing, though you can still hear the echoes of battles long past fought between opposing sides in a quest for glory.

The dead coyote surprised me quite a bit as it looked like it went peacefully, although I'm not sure what to think due to all the other bones dumped there.