Wait, did you just call them expensive vibrators?

Last year a guy at a bus stop told me about a hidden waterfall. I drove two hours only to find a dried up creek bed and a lot of poison oak. People love to seem in the know, but they often don't think about the actual directions or if the place even exists anymore. I would never go into the mountains alone based on a random tip. At least ask a park ranger or check at a local gear shop to see if they've heard of it. Some secrets are better left as just a good story.