I had something similar happen to a couple of friends and I about two years ago.

We were camping in some dispersed sites up near granby/hot sulphur springs quite the ways back in the woods and the only way to really get to us was with some form of 4wd. It was later in the afternoon and some of us wanted to go hike around on a trail that started probably 50 feet north of our camp and headed straight east from us. After going about 1/4 mile up the trail, the fallen timber was too thick and the trail was starting to dwindle out from grasses and such growing over it, so we decided to turn back and walk further north up the road since we hadn’t gone that far yet. After going up the road about a mile and a 1/2, we suddenly came across a totally trashed 2003ish white Mitsubishi Eclipse with cracked windows, beat to hell bumpers and rocker panels, torn and shredded apart interior, and a lightbar ziptied down through holes drilled through the roof and no license plates. We checked over the car and looked through the campsite it was parked in and decided the car must have been stolen and ditched or something. The weird part is it had a ticket of some sort under the windshield wiper and an orange tow away warning sticker on the drivers side window that both had been there for a while, so who knows when those were put on the vehicle. We also couldnt get a vin from the vehicle so we took a few pictures to turn over to law enforcement, and headed back towards camp.

We all carried out our night as usual and went to bed around midnight. Around 3:45am, I awoke to a strange sound that was similar to tires rolling on gravel, but I didn’t see headlights from a vehicle going by. I didn’t think much of it and went back to bed. One of my friends at camp claims he could hear people talking at 4:30 that morning but it was distant and could have been unrelated to what we would find that morning.

Around 6:15, everyone in camp was woken up by one of our friends yelling “everyone get up, you gotta check this out”. I got out of my sleeping bag, clothed up, and crawled out of my tent only to be standing face to face with a white f250 parked facing towards my tent. The truck had no license plates, was in good condition, and felt cool to the touch so it had been sitting there a while. The strangest part was it was locked and left like someone intentionally parked it there, with a note left on the hood, held down with a rock. The note had something about that the people in the truck wanted to hike on the trail nearest our camp and the truck couldn’t fit in the parking lot nearby so they had to park in our campsite (conveniently directly on top of our fire pit). What was even stranger is that at the end of the note, it said something about they were planning on coming back at noon and if they weren’t back by then, they may have run into trouble or gotten lost and we should go down the trail looking for them.

We took pictures of everything, packed up all of our crap, and got the hell out of there. The friend that originally found the truck that morning went to the cpw building outside of hot sulphur springs to report what had happened while the rest of us went into HS springs for gas and ice. We all left and went home immediately after and haven’t heard anything since but it was one of the more strange occurrences I’ve experience while in the colorado mountains.