Park Predators - The Confrontation

Episode Date: October 7, 2025

When a retired engineer and avid motorcycle enthusiast vanishes from his campsite several miles north of Grand Canyon National Park in October 2024, red flags immediately go up. Then, when his vehicle is discovered hundreds of miles away with a stranger inside… His missing persons case quickly becomes a homicide investigation.View source material and photos for this episode at: parkpredators.com/the-confrontationPark Predators is an Audiochuck production. Connect with us on social media:Instagram: @parkpredators | @audiochuckTwitter: @ParkPredators | @audiochuckFacebook: /ParkPredators  | /audiochuckllcTikTok:  @audiochuck Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Hi, park enthusiasts. I'm your host, Dillia Diambra. And the case I'm going to tell you about today is one that hits very close to home. It happened near Grand Canyon National Park in October 24, around the same time I was visiting the area with my family. My husband had trained for months to run what's known as the rim-to-rim to rim hike, which is an approximately 42-mile route from the south rim of the Grand Canyon to the north rim and back. He was conquering it with two of his buddies, and I was super proud of him, but also a little bit nervous because he was going to be out of pocket and completely off the grid for more than a day. No cell service, nothing. After he kissed me and our son goodbye and left our hotel room in the early morning hours, a pang of worry welled up inside of me. What if he never came back? What if there was someone out there who posed a threat to him and his friends? Well, I didn't know it then, but there had been a person just a few miles north of where he was headed, a person who had settled in a rural campsite and took the life of a stranger who was doing exactly what my husband was doing, enjoying nature. This case didn't come on my

radar until a federal investigator who responded to the crime scene reached out to me via the show's case submission form. And when I did the math, that's when I realized just how close a killer was to my family. It shook me up. But it also made me determined to learn more about the victim him in this story, and the circumstances that contributed to his murder. From day one, I knew that I wouldn't even try to tell his story without his immediate family's involvement. It had only been a matter of months since his death, and things were still very raw, but when I got in touch with his widow and adult daughters, it quickly became clear that they were willing to trust me. Like you all, they were listening to this episode with great

anticipation, not because they don't know the outcome, but because they've never had a journalist put the entire story together for the watching and listening world. There was a voluminous amount of investigative material from various law enforcement agencies that I had to review in order to put this episode together. But in the end, it was a necessary task to accurately relay the full scope of this crime. And more importantly, the sequence of events that permitted the perpetrator to be in society. So, is everyone? Ready? Because this is Park Predators. On the afternoon of Saturday, October 5th, 20204, a woman named Michelle Widrick checked her phone and saw that she had a text message from her father, 66-year-old Russell Vinton.

Russell asked his daughter if she could arrange for him to get squeezed in for a dentist appointment the following Monday, October 7th, because he'd had a crown come off and needed it to be fixed. And since Michelle worked in the dental field, she texted her dad back that it was no problem and she'd make the appointment for him. At the time, Michelle and her husband and daughter were on vacation in Southern California with her mom, Russell's wife, Cherry Vinton. The family lived in Prescott, Arizona, but everyone except Russell had been spending about a week. at Knottesbury Farm and going to the beach. Russell was hundreds of miles away from Michelle and Cherry at a campsite a few miles north of Grand Canyon National Park's North Rim.

Michelle and Cherry didn't really think much about Russell's text again until Monday when Michelle realized she hadn't heard from her dad about whether he'd made it to the dental appointment she'd booked for him. When she asked her mom if she'd been in contact with Russell, Cherry realized she hadn't. Cherry thought her husband's plan all along was to return by Monday night, But Michelle knew that wasn't right because if that were the case, her dad wouldn't have asked for a dental appointment for Monday.

When the women realized their wires had gotten crossed about when Russell planned to return to Prescott, Cherry attempted to clear up the confusion by texting and calling him around 10 o'clock on Monday night. Her message and call went through, but Russell never responded. She thought that was odd because she knew he was due for jury duty in Prescott the following morning, Tuesday, October 8th. A few days earlier when she'd last spoken with her husband, he'd told her he planned to show up for that.

So him not responding to her on Monday night was unusual because she expected him to be home getting a good night's rest before having to go to court the next day. But not wanting to worry too much, Cherry and Michelle kind of just let it go. Michelle's daughter had gotten a stomach bug on Monday night in their hotel room in California, so Russell not responding sort of got pushed to the back burner while they dealt with that situation. Plus, Michelle and Cherry knew the area Russell had been traveling and didn't have good cell phone reception, so they figured maybe he was just unable to call or text them back. The next morning, Cherry and Michelle went to the beach to join Cherry and Russell's son, Jake, and his family who were camping. Michelle slipped her dad another text at that time, but still didn't get a reply.

She asked her brother if he'd heard from Russell, but he said he hadn't. A few hours later, Michelle and Cherry realized that, something was off. There wasn't a good reason for Russell to be out of touch for so long, but they really weren't sure what to do. The only thing they could think of was to call the courthouse in Prescott to see if he'd shown up for jury duty. But when Michelle's husband got a hold of the court, they learned Russell had been a no-show. After that, the family started calling around to Cherry and Russell's neighbors in Prescott to see if they'd seen him or his vehicles at home. But no one had. They also started gathering information about the

the truck and trailer Russell had been driving and got a hold of a man who they knew had met up with him while he'd been camping near the Grand Canyon. To respect his privacy, I'm not going to refer to that friend by his real name. Instead, I'm using the pseudonym, Jack. I'm not doing that because he's suspected of anything in this case. It's just an editorial choice I'm making to protect his identity and shield him from any unwanted attention. Anyway, Cherry learned from speaking with Jack that he'd last seen Russell shortly before noon on Saturday, October 5th. He met up with him two days earlier on Thursday, October 3rd, and for most of that afternoon and all day Friday and a little bit Saturday morning, they rode motorcycles together on

trails and ridges along the North Rim. By noon on Saturday, though, Jack had decided that he didn't really want to spend another night out in the woods, so he opted to leave early and head home. Jack told Cherry that Russell expressed to him he was going to return to Prescott on Sunday. During the time Jack was with Russell, he said that Russell made him aware of a person who was camping nearby who he described as a bit strange but seemed mostly harmless. The stranger had introduced themselves to Russell and Jack as Cat. Like Jack and Russell, Cat had a motorbike but had sold it that weekend. Jack and Russell had asked Kat what their plan was after that because it wasn't realistic to stay in the wilderness with no transportation

during the winter months, but it's unclear what Kat's response to that question was. Before departing, though, Jack said he left Kat a $100 bill because it was apparent to both him and Russell that the individual was down on their luck and could use some assistance. With this information in hand, Cherry found a phone number for Grand Canyon National Park and was eventually routed to the Coconino County Sheriff's Office where she reported her husband missing. At that point, it was dinner time on Tuesday, October 8th, and the sense of urgency for everyone had grown immensely. So Cherry and Michelle packed up and left Southern California to head home to Prescott. On their drive back, they called the Vinton's other adult daughter,

Amanda, who lived in Colorado, to let her know what was going on, and they also got a hold of Russell's sister, Carol. It was around that same time that Cherry exchanged several messages with a detective from the Coquanino County Sheriff's Office who'd been assigned to the case. She wanted to let him know what Russell's vehicles looked like. Authorities asked her at that point if it was possible Russell had just left the area he'd been staying in and gone to a different state to motorbike.

Cherry knew her husband well enough to know that was a possibility, but she also knew that if he had done something like that, he would have definitely contacted her. He wouldn't have just disappeared. And for context, it's important to note that even though Russell had visited the terrain on the north side of the Grand Canyon prior to this trip, this was the only time he'd traveled to that destination by himself.

Usually whenever he planned to go on a motorbiking trip, he'd travel with a friend, but this time the plans leading up to October had evolved and changed several times. Originally, it was supposed to be Russell, his friend who I'm referring to by the pseudonym Jack, and another guy named Brent. But at last minute, Brent had to back out

and Jack couldn't meet up with Russell until Thursday, October 3rd. According to Russell's family, he'd been camping with some of Cherry's cousins in Utah just prior to going to the Grand Canyon. And all throughout his travels, he'd stayed in regular contact with Cherry and the kids. For example, whenever he had service, he would send coordinates of where he was motorbiking and slip folks' text messages and pictures of the different landscapes he was seeing. To further help authorities get to the bottom of what was going on, Cherry provided Coconino County with the VIN numbers and license plate information

for the gray GMC Sierra pickup truck and white Man Cave Firestorm brand toy hauler trailer that Russell was traveling with. The toy hauler was kind of like an RV all-terrain vehicle trailer two-and-one thing. It had a small kitchen and bathroom inside as well as beds that folded down, but it could also store things like motorbikes

while you were traveling from point A to point B. Everyone's first thought was that maybe Russell had crashed his motorbike in the woods somewhere or gotten pinned and couldn't find his way to help. But within a matter of hours of when he was reported missing, those thoughts began to dissipate. Because new information was about to come in that suggested something far more sinister was going on. According to a federal source I interviewed about this case, around 7.30 p.m. on that Tuesday night, the sheriff's office, contacted the National Park Service and asked them to send rangers to the coordinates of Russell's last known location.

The campsite, about 10 miles north of the park, where his friend Jack had last seen him on Saturday the 5th. Jack had saved the specific coordinates of that location in a piece of tech he had and provided the information to investigators, which allowed them a better chance of finding Russell. By 9.30 p.m., when those two rangers arrived at the rural campsite off of Forest Road, 2.13, they saw a section of grass that appeared to have been driven through with trailer tire tracks and dirt bike tracks in the earth. About 50 feet into the woods, they located a fire pit that had a large, folded up, partially burned outdoor mat stuffed into it.

Russell, his toy hauler, and his gray pickup were nowhere in sight. Upon closer examination, the mat in the fire pit had what appeared to be blood splashed on it and several puncture marks were in it that resembled bullet holes. Nearby, the rangers observed a pool of blood on the ground and at least seven nine-millimeter shell casings. There were also indentions in the dirt that looked like someone had dragged something through the area recently. So right away, the rangers knew something was up, and they informed the Coconino County Sheriff's Office that they needed to send a detective to the scene as soon as possible. Technically, since the campsite was several miles outside the boundary of Grand Canyon National Park,

it fell within the sheriff's office's jurisdiction. It took about three hours for a deputy with the sheriff's office to get to the scene, but once he arrived, he joined the Rangers and started documenting everything. I obtained his body-worn camera footage of this process, and it's eerie to watch, to say the least. It was pitch black outside, around 12.30 in the morning, but it was obvious that he and the Rangers suspected they were dealing with a potential homicide. As they shined their flashlights around the wooded area, the detective marked off where the shell casings were found and took pictures of various

shoe prints and tire tracks on the ground. Additional evidence he collected included a discarded cigarette butt and an eyeglasses case. When he and the Rangers opened up the mat from the fire pit, they discovered more bloodstains on it and another 9mm shell casing. The trio kept working and quickly located a loaded 22 Ruger pistol that was still in its case propped against a nearby tree. Not far from that was a full pack of accompanying ammunition. After checking the serial number on the gun, the detective learned it belonged to Russell Vinton.

His family confirmed with me during their interviews that the Ruger was Russell's firearm and he would usually keep it stowed inside the toy hauler in case he needed it for protection against wildlife. They described him as a very responsible gun owner, so his firearm being left out in the open like that, seemingly abandoned, was kind of unusual. The law enforcement officers on scene thought so too. In fact, in the deputy's body cam, you can hear the investigators repeatedly say how weird it was that the gun was just by itself. After gathering all this evidence for more than an hour, the deputy from the sheriff's office informed the rangers that more units from Coconino County would arrive at daybreak. Meanwhile, back in Prescott, Cherry and Michelle spent the early morning hours of Wednesday, October 9th, waiting for updates and getting little to no sleep.

Authorities had not yet informed them of all the stuff that had been found at Russell's campsite, but on their own, the family was beginning to piece together that things were not looking good. That day, the Coquanino County Sheriff's Office published a missing persons flyer for Russell, which featured his photo, general description, last known location, and the make and model and license plates of his GMC Sierra and Firestorm Toy Haller. Detectives also got in touch with OnStar, which was software installed in Russell's GMC Sierra, but at the time wasn't a service he actually paid to have activated. But turns out in emergencies, that technology can be turned on

and used to track suspected stolen vehicles or missing vehicles. When authorities tracked the signal for Russell's truck, it showed it had traveled out of Arizona, into Nevada, and then back to Arizona. But it had ended up a long ways away from the north rim of the Grand Canyon. It was reportedly pinging in Lake Havasu, a town hundreds of miles away from his last known location. While all this was going on, Amanda, the Vinton's eldest daughter, had booked a flight to Arizona from Colorado, but wasn't expected to land and meet her mom and siblings until late Wednesday afternoon.

In the meantime, Cherry and Michelle stayed in touch with detectives, and around 1 o'clock, one of the investigators called Cherry to let them know that a traffic camera had captured a photo of Russell's silver pickup truck that morning around 10.45 a.m. near Lake Havasu City. He wanted to see if the family could tell them if it was Russell behind the wheel, so he texted the image to Cherry, but unfortunately it only showed the truck from behind. You could see the tailgate, some of the driver's side panel, and a side mirror, but it was impossible to distinguish who was inside. But Cherry and Michelle had a gut feeling that Russell was not the person operating it. There was a bunch of junk in the back that they didn't recognize, and the toy hauler which they knew Russell would never be driving without,

was gone. A few hours later, the detective called back and informed the family that their suspicions were right. Russell had not been the person driving his pickup in that license plate reader photo. Another person had been. This individual was a 61-year-old convicted sex offender and felon, known by law enforcement and the penal system as Patrick Neal champion, but who for the past 15 years had gone by the legal name Catherine Lynn Quick, after transitioning from identifying as male to female while incarcerated. Even more jolting to the Vinton family was what law enforcement told them next. Patrick had been killed around 11.30 that morning in a shootout with local police in Lake Havasu City.

According to investigative reports, officers in that jurisdiction had received a copy of the missing persons flyer that Coquanino County had sent out about Russell. Around 11 a.m. on Wednesday, October 9th, two detectives who were patrolling a campground in the craggy wash area of Lake Havasu City, happened to spot a gray GMC pickup that resembled Russell's. So they went to check it out. When they got close enough, they could see that there was a person standing near the truck, but as soon as they asked them if they were Russell Vinton,

the individual got into the driver's side of the truck and started shooting at law enforcement. The officers then returned fire and watched as the assailant rammed the vehicle into theirs. When the dust settled, the Lake Havasu detectives emerged mostly unharmed, but the shooter was dead from multiple gunshot wounds and laying face down in the dirt next to the pickup truck. When backup units arrived and started processing the crime scene, they called in an FBI agent who had the capability of comparing the deceased shooter's fingerprints to known offenders in the national database.

Distinct tattoos on the individual's body were a dead giveaway that they were not Russell Vinton. And when the results from the fingerprint comparison, and came back that same day, they revealed the suspect was Patrick Neal Champion, who also had a listed alias of Catherine Quick. Decades earlier in 2000, Patrick had been convicted in federal court for kidnapping, sexual assault, and crimes against children. That conviction stemmed from an incident in December 1998 when he and his girlfriend at the time, a woman named Deborah Williams, abducted a 13-year-old girl from Arizona

and took her to where they lived in Memphis, Tennessee. The victim in that case had met Patrick online under the guise that he was a boy her age. And after convincing her to meet him, she was kidnapped from her family and subjected to horrific acts, but eventually managed to fake an asthma attack and escape. She then contacted her mother, who alerted authorities. For that offense, Patrick pleaded guilty in both Tennessee state court and federal court and was sentenced to 13 years in the federal prison system and eight years in the state system. Those sentences were served consecutively,

meaning after the 13 years in federal prison ran up, an eight-year stint in state prison would immediately begin. Even though Patrick confessed to those crimes and took a plea deal, he never really admitted to any wrongdoing. In fact, at the time, he basically just chalked up his deviant acts to making a stupid mistake. According to coverage by the commercial appeal, he told a Tennessee judge, quote,

I do not agree with all the facts, but the acts actually did happen and therefore I'm willing to take what's coming to me. Stupidity comes in many forms. It walks in great strides with me. This is not normal behavior of mine. End quote.

Deborah Williams, the accomplice in that crime, ultimately pleaded guilty too and was sentenced to six and a half years in federal prison plus eight years in state prison. But she was released early in 2007. So circling back to Russell's case now, On the afternoon of October 9th, 2024, when Coquanino County detectives realized that it was convicted felon Patrick Champion who'd been driving Russell's truck, it didn't take them long to start putting the puzzle pieces together. Investigators quickly showed Jack, Russell's dirt biking buddy, photos of the shooter from Lake Havasu City.

And he confirmed that was the same person who'd been camping near him and Russell a few days earlier. Now, law enforcement suspected this individual had likely harmed or even killed Russell, but without Russell's body or the missing toy hauler to provide them a new lead, they weren't sure where to start looking for him. No trace of Russell had been found in the woods around the campsite near the Grand Canyon, and now that the suspected offender was deceased, they lost their best lead at finding him. In reality, though, Russell was somewhere, a specific place, actually, a morgue in Las Vegas. Nevada.

Unbeknownst to Coconino County investigators and Russell's family, on Sunday, October 6th, so several days before alarms were ever raised about Russell's whereabouts, 911 dispatchers all the way in Las Vegas had received a phone call from a motorist who wanted to report finding an unknown man's. body on the side of the southbound lane of Interstate 15 between mile markers 88 and 89. The person who reported the discovery said the man was laying on the ground about a hundred feet away from the road and didn't appear to be alive. When troopers with Nevada Highway Patrol arrived on scene, they saw exactly what the caller had described. A deceased man laying in the

dirt with blood on his face. Investigative reports state that it was obvious the man had sustained multiple gunshot wounds and appeared to have been dragged to the spot, perhaps from a vehicle. By 9 a.m. that day, authorities had shut down traffic around the scene and started investigating. But there was no ID found on the victim, so for the time being, Las Vegas Metro Police Department's homicide section had to label him as a John Doe. The department quickly put out a press release asking anyone with information to come forward, but it doesn't appear anyone did because a few days later, on October 9th, was a lot of the

when everything was evolving for Coconino County in relation to Russell's missing person's case. And the officer involved shooting in Lake Havasu City. Las Vegas Metro PD released a composite sketch of their John Doe, asking for anyone who recognized him to get in touch. Back in Prescott, Arizona, the Vintons, who were all together by that point,

received a text from a friend that included a link to a news article about the John Doe who'd been found in Las Vegas. And one look at that composite sketch told them all they needed to know. The John Doe was a dead ringer for Russell. His family didn't know it at that time, but behind the scenes,

an officer from Las Vegas Metro Police whose dad was involved in the Coquanino County investigation had been hanging out and talking about their respective cases. And the son who worked for Las Vegas authorities realized that Russell, the victim in his dad's case, might just be the John Doe his own department had yet to identify. After making that connection, Russell's official identification was made the next day, October 10th, after law enforcement compared copies of his fingerprints to ones that the FBI had on file.

Turns out, earlier in his life, Russell had done some work at a military base in Washington State, and one of the requirements for that job was that he had to submit copies of his fingerprints to the federal government. Thankfully, those were still on file even that many years later. And just to be extra sure, a DNA comparison was done. later to officially confirm his identity. Russell's family told me that the results of his autopsy indicated he'd been shot multiple times and that his death was believed to have been instant.

His post-mortem exam didn't reveal stippling on his body or gunshot residue, which is indicative of his killer standing several feet away from him when they fired. All the physical evidence investigators had gathered from the crime scene suggested that the murder took place at the campside on or near the rug that authorities strongly suspected was intended to be burned. The drag marks that were discovered on the ground

showed no signs of someone struggling, which Russell's family believes means he was definitely dead when his killer moved his body into the toy hauler. That detail has given his wife and daughters some peace because for them, it means that Russell didn't suffer or lay bleeding out for a long period of time. Investigative reports related to the Lake Havasu City shooting

state that authorities eventually located a 9-millimeter torres hand. gun in the bed of Russell's pickup truck, and that firearm belonged to Patrick. Ballistics testing later confirmed it was the murder weapon. They also found a 20-gauge pump action Weatherby shotgun at the Lake Havasu City crime scene as well, which didn't belong to Russell. Both firearms had originally been purchased by other people in 2013 and 2015. But according to Russell's daughter Michelle, law enforcement later revealed to the family

that her dad's killer had bought those two firearms in private sales, via Facebook marketplace. When investigators did some digging into the sale of those guns to determine who'd sold them, they discovered that the profiles used to conduct the transactions were closed. So unfortunately, that's where that part of their investigation came to a halt. Now, you're probably asking yourself the same question I did, which is, what was Russell's killer doing out in society as a convicted felon? Well, the simple answer is, he'd served his time in both federal

in state prison, and by 2017 was out on supervised release. Patrick was a registered sex offender who about a month before Russell's murder had left Tennessee, failed to register a new address, and was in the wind. Investigative reports show that he had relatives in Montana and Yuma, Arizona, but was estranged from all those folks. So it's unclear what exactly his intentions were in going out west. In the aftermath of the crime and trying to piece together everything, authorities were able to get into the offender's cell phone

and trace some of the locations he'd been to. One area was a spot in Nevada known as Telephone Cave. When investigators went there in late October, they found Russell's missing toy hauler and dirt bike. The vehicles had been abandoned, and crime scene photos I received via a public records request show that there were traces of blood visible on the rear loading door. So that corroborated what everyone already suspected,

which was that Russell's body had been loaded into the trailer before being dumped in Las Vegas. On October 18th, almost two weeks after his murder, 260 people attended Russell's funeral. It was held at a church in Phoenix. Because he'd grown up in the Midwest and made so many friends in several different states during his lifetime, dozens of other people attended the memorial service virtually. Friends and loved ones who spoke during the ceremony relayed how much Russell would be missed, but they also celebrated the full life he'd lived.

They praised him for his love of family, positive outlook on life, ability to make friends, his skill as a backgammon player, and of course, his passion for riding motorcycles. Russell was originally from Ohio and Indiana and grew up loving the great outdoors. His younger sister Carol told me that their family always went tenting and hiking growing up, and Russell in particular gravitated toward anything with two wheels,

especially motorbikes. In 1978, he met Cherry after visiting Southern California, and by December 1980, they were married. While raising their three kids in the 80s and 90s, the Vintons regularly took camping trips, which included going out in their dune buggy or riding motorbikes on trails. Russell and Cherry lived in Salt Lake City, Utah early in their marriage, and then, as their family grew, had moved to Phoenix and eventually Prescott. In the mid-2000s, when Russell was just 47 years old, he'd been diagnosed with multiple

myeloma, a type of cancer that his family told me came with a terminal prognosis when it was discovered. But miraculously, after undergoing a bone marrow transplant and being prescribed medications for several years, Russell recovered, and he was able to go back to work and do all the hobbies he loved, especially riding motorbikes. By 2022, he'd officially retired from his career as a mechanical engineer, and he'd gotten really involved in a motorcycle riding group called the Prescott trail riders. He also received training from Prescott National Forest on how to administer first aid and handle emergencies in the wilderness. He was also a proud member of the Over the Hill Gang Club, which was a group of volunteers from the greater Prescott area who identified

and maintained overgrown trail systems. With permission from the National Forest, these folks would clean up routes or establish new trails to help visitors more easily navigate the landscape. And Russell in particular was really gifted in this type of work. Because he'd been an engineer, he had an act for finding remnants of old trails, or in some instances mapping out new ones. In fact, to this day, there are a handful of paths that still exist that people refer to as Russell's trails, simply because his reputation for blazing them was so widely known. Russell was also a devoted Christian who used his interest in nature and motorcycle riding

to minister to other people who also shared those same hobbies. His family told me that he was the kind of Christian who preferred to show others the benefits of his faith through his actions, and that included building strong relationships with people while enjoying the great outdoors. Even though he was described as a cautious person when it came to strangers, he was also the type of guy who was kind to someone he didn't know. People said he'd give the shirt off his own back for a person or jump out of bed in the middle of the night to help a fellow rider who'd gotten stuck somewhere. At his funeral, his son Jake stated that Russell was like a hero to him. No matter how difficult or wild a situation that he was a situation

was, Jake trusted that his father was always capable of handling it. Amanda noted in her eulogy that even though no one can ever truly know what happened between her dad and his killer on the night of the crime, their family felt certain that Russell's death had stopped a very dangerous person from bringing harm to someone else. And it's so true because, as wild as it is to think about, Russell's murder and the theft of his vehicles were the catalyst that allowed authorities to track his killer down. and attempt an arrest. It's unfortunate that the offender effectively chose suicide by a cop,

but in its own way, that outcome has brought the Vinton family some closure. Michelle, one of Russell's daughters, told me she's thankful they don't have to go through a trial. She also mentioned that investigators informed the family that her dad's killer had communicated with other people after the crime, claiming that Russell's death was an act of self-defense. And Michelle said that she would not have been able to endure hearing that used as a defense in court. In early 2025, with the case officially wrapped up, the Coquanino County Sheriff's Office

invited Cherry and the kids to meet staff at their department. The main detective over the case shared reports and other things from the investigation to try and answer any lingering questions the family had. One detail that stood out to everyone was that Russell's autopsy report showed he had food in his stomach when his body was found. Cherry in particular wanted to know what that meant. And law enforcement relayed to her, it meant that Russell had eaten a meal shortly before he was killed. The contents of the food indicated it was homemade chili she'd prepared for him and sent with him for his trip.

In a strange way, the family was glad to know that Russell had eaten that particular meal before his murder. According to what Russell's sister Carol and his daughter Amanda told me, the family was also informed that Russell had shared his food with his killer on the night of the crime. So they'd literally dined together shortly before the murder. Which, as awful as that seemed in hindsight, was just more proof to Russell's loved ones that even until his dying breath he was thinking of others and living out his conviction to be kind and generous to the less fortunate. His family told me that he was not a naive person, and it's important that the public

listening to this episode knows that. In fact, they said that if Russell had ever come across someone who emitted even the faintest indication of being dangerous, it would have been in his character to immediately move to a new campsite and report that person to the park service. Russell's daughter, Amanda, who is an attorney and has degrees in psychology and criminal justice, told me that in her opinion, her father's killer displayed sociopathic behaviors, which has often been described as having no remorse for one's actions or doing whatever is needed to garner trust and sympathy from others.

Russell's sister Carol shared a possible example of this with me. She told me that after the crime, Russell's friend Jack, who left their campsite early, mentioned that Russell's killer had said they had cancer and had said it almost in a way to make it sound like their travels out west were going to be a last hurrah before letting that diagnosis take over. Carol told me that she wonders if Russell's killer bringing up cancer might have been a lie, but one that tricked Russell, a cancer survivor himself, into being more sympathetic toward their situation.

I haven't found any source material that verifies whether or not the offender in this case had cancer, but if that claim was fabricated, I can definitely see where that might have pulled on Russell's heartstrings and made him more trusting. There's no doubt in Amanda's mind that if her father's murderer had remained at large and not been killed by law enforcement at Lake Havasu City,

someone else would have been killed at some point in time. And there's credible evidence that supports her opinion. Court documents show that when federal probation officials were assessing Patrick's early release in mid-June 2017, they approved a transfer to a mental health institution in Tennessee before going to a union mission in Memphis. One reason for this move to the mental health facility was because Patrick had created two separate hit lists with a combined total of 58 people's names on them. Some of the names on those lists included judges, doctors, family members, and probation officers. And yet, despite knowing that information, staff with the Federal Bureau of Prisons and Tennessee Department of Corrections

allowed this person back into society just one month later. Sure, there were all the usual requirements like post-release supervision and making sure there was an updated address for the Sex Offender Registry. But it seems that when Russell's murder occurred, no one was really checking up on that kind of stuff anymore when it came to this specific offender. Amanda told me in her interview that as the daughter of a murder victim, that reality is extremely upsetting.

But as an attorney, she knows that the justice system's failure with her father's killer doesn't just land on one person. She said that the system as a whole, meaning judges, parole officers, and attorneys, were negligent. She's not necessarily an advocate for harsher punishment for criminals, but unfortunately she's not sure what can be done to fix the situation that allowed her father's murderer to be permitted back into society. Russell's family told me that since the murder, Jack,

the man who was with Russell but left early, has wrestled with Survivor's Guild. He was the only other person who saw his friend's killer, other than Russell, and I imagine he replays much of that fateful weekend over and over again in his mind. Cherry and her daughters told me that he's asked them several times how in the world they're able to get through this tragedy. And they've told him the same thing they tell everyone else, which is their unwavering faith that God is in control of everything, even when it doesn't feel that way.

They pull that strength from a note they found in Russell's Bible after his murder, which read, hashtag, God is faithful always, exclamation point. After the crime, Russell's friends with the Prescott Trail Riders built a bit of bench in his memory and placed it at the end of a trail. It overlooks a vista with a beautiful view of the surrounding landscape and fixed to the back of it is a plaque that reads, quote, Isn't this great? That's a phrase that people closest to Russell told me he would usually say whenever he stopped to admire a scenic view. Isn't this great? I encourage you to let Russell's words sink in. Use them as a reminder to stare just a little bit longer at your next sunset.

recall them to mind whenever you're visiting your family. Live your life the way Russell Vinton lived his, with no regrets and a sense of purpose and appreciation for every second you're alive. For Cherry, Michelle, Amanda, and the rest of the Vinton family members who are listening and gathered together this week to spread Russell's ashes, your loss is immeasurable, but I'm so thankful you trusted me with your story. I hope that everyone else who listens and may ever find themselves in a similar situation as you all did in October 24,

will remember to find a source of hope and strength like you all have. Park Predators is an audio chuck production. You can view a list of all the source material for this episode on our website, parkpreditors.com. And you can also follow Park Predators on Instagram at Park Predators. I think Chuck would approve.