I had a ghost encounter once. Was hiking in the fire roads above LA around twilight. Turned a corner, thre was a guy standing at the end of the path. I stopped in surprise when I saw him, as I never ever saw anybody up there. Then I thought I must be imagining, and started walking again. As soon as I started walking, and I mean the millisecond, he started walking as well, as though we were connected to the same brain. But his steps were very long, about twenty-thirty steps to my one, and in no time at all he was right in front of me. He was quite tall, and had a wide brimmed hat, like a vaquero. I stepped through him, and it was like walking through a thin sheet of cold water. Very strange. I still wonder what the hell that was all about.