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When Beverly Johnson and Patty Weider went out to harvest apples in a rural Washington county on a bright fall morning in 1975, it turned out to be one bad hiking trip. Chelan County, on the east side of the Cascades, is farm country and almost a totally different state from the urbanized coastal plain of Washington on the west side of the mountains. Around 42,000 people lived here in the mid-1970s and the numbers swelled during fall harvest season when itinerant laborers and kids looking to earn money temporarily flocked to the area.
On Tuesday September 30, Chelan County police received a report about a rape out somewhere in the countryside. Deputy David Mayo responded to the call. At the Hesperian Orchards, a young man named Bill Myer was staying in a pickers' hut. He was visibly disturbed as he told Mayo who he'd seen. "Me and my friend Hal Oxley were out hiking in the hills behind the orchards when we found a couple of chicks in a shed....I think they've been raped," he said quickly. He didn't know if the girls were alive or dead; as soon as he saw them in the shed he split. He offered to lead Mayo to the shed. Off US Route 97 was a ranch and the owner of it confirmed there was a shed about two miles away.
Oxley and Myer had been disoriented by the whole experience and couldn't remember exactly where the shed was. After searching for a while, the deputy came across an old, battered A-frame shed which Myer said was the place. As Mayo approached the shed, he saw a large gray dog standing there barking menacingly. Myer offered to coax the animal out of the way. For a moment, Mayo wondered if he wasn't walking into a trap. He was way out in the countryside, far from any backup, alone with two strange men and a dog that one of them offered to coax out of the way. Maybe there were no girls out here at all.
On Tuesday September 30, Chelan County police received a report about a rape out somewhere in the countryside. Deputy David Mayo responded to the call. At the Hesperian Orchards, a young man named Bill Myer was staying in a pickers' hut. He was visibly disturbed as he told Mayo who he'd seen. "Me and my friend Hal Oxley were out hiking in the hills behind the orchards when we found a couple of chicks in a shed....I think they've been raped," he said quickly. He didn't know if the girls were alive or dead; as soon as he saw them in the shed he split. He offered to lead Mayo to the shed. Off US Route 97 was a ranch and the owner of it confirmed there was a shed about two miles away.
Oxley and Myer had been disoriented by the whole experience and couldn't remember exactly where the shed was. After searching for a while, the deputy came across an old, battered A-frame shed which Myer said was the place. As Mayo approached the shed, he saw a large gray dog standing there barking menacingly. Myer offered to coax the animal out of the way. For a moment, Mayo wondered if he wasn't walking into a trap. He was way out in the countryside, far from any backup, alone with two strange men and a dog that one of them offered to coax out of the way. Maybe there were no girls out here at all.