I never went four wheeling, but I used to take my girlfriend down to the airport to "watch the planes take off"...

One night, i got a little turned around. I was looking for my usual quiet corner but went wrong somewhere. I knew i messed up when i saw out the window a little blue light on the ground...

and then the fuel truck...

and then the police lights.

That all happened in about ten seconds. The cops were cool and directed me back out to the road. Someone apparently left a gate open. My date took it all in stride.

The evening still ended well.

I bet she never forgets that night.
That was pre 9/11 by about 15 years. Today i'd be afraid they'd shoot first, and ask questions later.