“I Will Never Forget That Sound”: 30 Terrifying Things These People Experienced When Exploring The Great Outdoors
InterviewThere’s nothing more peaceful than spending some time in nature: hiking across a gorgeous mountain, camping next to a clear blue lake and waking up to the sounds of birds chirping alongside the sunrise. The scent of the great outdoors is invigorating! But no matter how well prepared you are for the elements, there will always be some inherent dangers associated with being in the wild…
Outdoorsmen on Reddit have recently been detailing terrifying encounters they’ve had in nature, so we’ve gathered some of their most unsettling stories below. We hope this list won’t deter you from going on that camping trip you've been looking forward to, but it may serve as a friendly reminder to always be aware of your surroundings when in the woods.
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Grizzly bear chasing a moose through the middle of our camp. Turns out you can fit about 10 full sized middle aged adults into a kevlar canoe in about .05 seconds.
It really is, one time I was scared enough that while I was running my adrenaline allowed me to perfectly vault over an obstacle, I can barely even do a hurdle jump when prompted!
Load More Replies...Geez. The trifecta! The three animals I'm most concerned about encountering in the wild are, in order, humans, brown bears, and moose!
i wanna know what 10 adults in a canoe were intending to do in/with said canoe... bears and moose can both swim...
I can't even imagine! Just the moose alone would've had me doing a "feets don't fail me now!" A freaking Grizzly chasing a moose, and I would've damn near walked on water! 😱
I’ve witnessed a brownie taking down a full grown bull moose. It’s terrifying
umm bears can swim ya know. lol But I guess in the moment you do what you think is the best possible option.
Was hiking a medium grade trail with my then 4 year old. About 3 miles in they are tired and want me to carry them. Managed to get another half a mile down the 10 mile loop when suddenly a chill went down my back. The woods went really quiet too.
I told my kiddo I was ready to go home and we’d finish the whole loop another day. Set them on my shoulders and had my head on a swivel. I definitely broke my personal record for walking time getting out.
Found out via local Facebook group a couple days later than a mama mountain Lion and her cub had been spotted by loggers not very far from that area. I never saw a thing, but that doesn’t mean they didn’t see me. It was just a very unsettling feeling.
The worst thing you can encounter in the Netherlands are wild boars (they can get pretty agressive as well) or maybe a fallow deer, but I reckon that's absolutely nothing compared to running into a mountain lion. Brrr.
Mountain lions usually want to avoid you. Pigs, on the other hand, assume they're being attacked and attack back.
Load More Replies...I was walking at night in the desert in Arizona. My glasses fell apart randomly--which happened often enough. I was putting them back together but squinting forward and thought I saw a pack of coyotes trottin' by. They typically don't mess with people so I wasn't too worried. Got my glasses back together, put 'em on and realized, 'Ruh-roh. That's a buuunch of javelina. And they are exactly where I need to go to get home.' Called my brother who came in a jiff, screeching up in a 1997 cerulean Pontiac Sunfire, blaring metal, wielding a spiked mace, asking where the hobos were, because he misheard me. Javelina are one of the few animals I fear. I worked at a vet at the time...and I got to see the exposed beating heart of a dog because he was attacked by a pack of 'em. They messed Teddy up. (He survived. But we all learned something that day.)
"They" are tired? Who are "they"? As far as I read, it was him and his 4 year old kiddo, what did I miss?
"They" was meant as a gender neutral pronoun in this case
Load More Replies...I've been in that position myself! Me and my friend hiking when I noticed everything went still and quiet. Turned to my friend and said "slowly turn around and start walking back". When I started hearing noises again, we both booked it to the car! We didn't know there were mountain lions on this path until we got back and talked to a ranger.
Dude a 4 year old on a trail that's over 3 miles? The f**k is wrong with you.
…3 miles is really not that long of a hike. And clearly he felt comfortable carrying the kid if needed. I don’t see the problem here
Load More Replies...When humans approach, mountain lions tend to hunker down and stay still until the humans pass. Unless there's an escape route that does not involve being out in the open or people right on top of them. You can pass within a few yards of a concealed mtn lion and never know it was there.
I was taught to make a little noise...to talk or have something like a camp cup clinking against your pack. Nothing too loud, just enough to alert potential predators that a human was approaching, but not enough to scare all the wildlife off.
Load More Replies...My brother was bow hunting deer and on his way out he saw mountain lion tracks right on top of his own. When they’re stalking you, you don’t see them.
Wow in the U.K. we just hope to see a cute fox we would 100% be in trouble in the states if just left to our own devices lol
Good! If you’re alone like that, and wherever you are gets really, really quiet, get out quickly, but carefully to ensure that you will not be injured or killed it, and neither will the others around you!
To hear what inspired this conversation in the first place, we reached out to Reddit user Inevitable-Print-702, who posed the question, "Outdoorsmen of Reddit, what’s your most terrifying encounter in the woods?" Lucky for us, he was happy to have a chat with Bored Panda.
"I started this conversation because nature can be both amazing and frightening. I wanted to hear what other people had to say about some of their most frightening experiences in nature," the OP shared.
I was packing supplies into a shelter on the Long Trail. I was ten or eleven. I got 10 bucks for it each time I did it. I am coming back out and I hear a dog barking. I think "cool. Someone is hiking with their dog.'
Then I hear another dog bark and another and another until there were about 20 different voices and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck go stiff. They could not have been much more than a couple hundred yards away.
I knew there was no way to avoid or outrun them so I climbed the hearest pine tree I could get to. I was up about 20 feet when this pack of wild dogs arrived and proceeded to circle the tree, occasionally following my scent up the tree trunk. Then they decided to try and wait me out (?). Only one person knew I was packing in and he wasn't going to be home until 10:30 at night.
So we waited.
All I had was a buck knife and a wrist rocket.
So I made the wait as painful as possible. When I ran out of rocks, I used pine cones. Small green ones. I may have peed on them a few times too.
It was dark when they decided to leave.
I walked home after collecting a handful of stones.
Met my dad on the road going home.
NEVER so glad to crawl into bed.
He was ten, he probably had the trousers full of interesting rocks!
Load More Replies...Someone let's a 10 yo go into the woods alone at dusk/evening?! I could never.
Time's were different, we used to stay out unsupervised all day until the street lights came on.
Load More Replies...I would guess feral dogs. For example in poorer suburbs of Athens they are really dangerous, in packs of 5--10... He's in walking distance to his house here so that's what I'm guessing.
Load More Replies...This happened to me, too. The goblins were tough to deal with in addition to the wolves, but fortunately we had a wizard and some eagles.
Props to OP for such quick thinking; it saved his life if this is true. Now I'm concerned about my own climbing abilities.
Had a truck pull into my deserted primitive camping area on national forest land around 2 AM and stop right next to my tent. Now, in context, I was camping alone, this was a designated camping area, and I was the farthest back from the road, a good 200 feet. I had no fire going. Still visible from the road, though. Anyone just wanting to turn around could have done so right at the front. Around 2 AM, this truck comes in, drives all the way back to my tent, and stops right next to it, just sitting there. I could tell the type of vehicle by the silhouette its headlights cast through my tent. There was absolutely NO legitimate reason for anyone to do that.
So I'm there, in my small A-frame tent which I'd made the bad judgement of setting up with its door towards the road (thus providing me no cover to exit), and all I can do is sit there in my tent with my AR15 at the ready, freezing my butt off in 39 degree weather because I had to crawl out of my sleeping bag and was just in my underwear, knowing if they mean harm and there's more than one person I'm almost certainly dead because I'm a sitting duck. Note: I had the AR15 in the tent with me because it was bear country. Fortunately for me, they probably decided there wasn't anything worth stealing and left after a few minutes without getting out of their vehicle. All my valuable stuff was locked up in my SUV and all I had visible was some cookware and a small camp stove.
I learned a few things from that. One, get a bigger tent that I can more easily move around in and it's quicker to get out of, and two, always set your tent up with the door facing away from the road to provide some degree of concealment if you need to exit.
Remember, folks: not all predators walk on four legs. Some walk on two.
Unreliable, they are not. They can be relied upon to view you as prey. Unpredictable is that they are.
Load More Replies...Late arrivals looking for their friends? Think OP jumped to wrong conclusion.
Load More Replies...Interesting how people with guns always suspect the worse thing possible. Might have been some kids trying to find a spot to makeout. Even after nothing happened still convinced they were bad news.
Ironically, that's the exact reasoning that's how you end up a John Doe. Kids trying to find a spot to make out are going to go as far away from someone else's tent as they can, and they're going to turn the lights out.
Load More Replies...Are you trying to annoy the bear with an AR15? I would think you'd need A LOT more kick than that.
Heck he wasn't *hunting* bear, just self defense. A .223 round to the face, even the noise alone is a pretty good deterrent. On a different note, I find the thought of "I was scared cos I just had my AR-15" hilarious. But then I go camping and the biggest weapon I'd have is a swiss army knife or a tomahawk.
Load More Replies...Too dumb to realize he was the real threat. Lucky some innocent people didn't get shot because of his paranoia.
Load More Replies...We were also curious how often Inevitable-Print-702 goes venturing into the wild. "I don’t know if I would consider myself an outdoorsman because I don’t get out in nature as much as I would like to because of where I live," he shared. "But when I do get the chance, I definitely enjoy it!"
And he still has some scary stories to tell. "The most frightening experience for me was when I was walking on a trail and ended up reaching this one path that had about 50-60 banana spiders all bigger than my hands," he told Bored Panda. "Having to duck and avoid them was enough to make my hairs stand up!"
Had an over-curious bear climb up the tree I was in during a hunt and man I almost jumped out of the tree. He just wanted to say hi but s**t yo I definitely was scared to death
Imagine trying to make friends and everybody acting as if you wanted to eat them... - I'll leave the jokes for another
It must be unbearable! No wonder you never stop grizzling about it. All you want is a bear hug! Ok, ok, I'll stop...
Load More Replies..."I hate it when my food climbs up in trees and thinks I just want to be friends!"
I feel like our comments are yin-yang lol
Load More Replies...Look, I'm not exactly a fan of killing animals, but some people do it to survive.
Load More Replies...My husband had this happen! He was up in Canada on a bear hunt, the guide told him that whatever the reason, do not leave the tree until he gets back. Well, a bear came which my husband shot that one. And as he was waiting for the guide, another bear came up to the tree and started to climb it. He didn't get all the way up to my husband but it was definitely enough to freak him out! And he still wants to do another bear hunt!!
I got a couple that all vie for top place. This is one of my favorites to tell...Now. Some of you may remember that back in 2014 a man named Eric Frein ambushed two Pennsylvania State Troopers, killing one, before fleeing into the woods, armed and intent to cause trouble, and beginning an almost 50 day manhunt in the wet forests of eastern Pennsylvania. That part of Pennsylvania is beautiful but treacherous land. It's rolling, gentle hills with thickets of scrub and hidden bogs. There are a million swamps to traverse, and some of those hills are secretly just piles of shale waiting to slide out from your feet. The tree cover is dense, and you cannot walk a straight line for fifty feet. Mr. Frein knew this land well, you see, and it's why he dodged a massive manhunt for about six weeks, often teasing the trackers and their dogs. He laid traps, stored weapon caches, and generally relived Rambo: First Blood but with way less fighting. I was working as a wetland scientist scouting out a proposed path for a natural gas pipeline through that land...in the middle of the manhunt. In the very same forests Mr. Frein hid in. So we were in the woods being stopped by search teams, buzzed by helicopters, and, in all likelihood, crossing old trails laid by Mr. Frein himself. When the pipe bomb traps hit the news, I spent every moment scanning the forest floor for tripwires. It was a frightening experience at odds with that land in early autumn: the bushes in the swamp started to turn firery red while the leaves went orange and yellow. The air is crisp and there's enough green for it to stand out. Everything is covered in a light mist in the morning that burns off by lunchtime, and the sun is clear and warm. There is nothing so off putting as standing in radiant beauty believing you are in absolute peril.
Wow you should start writing! The description of the surroundings make me want to read a book again...
Beautifully written description. Get thee to the pen. Also, a terrifyingly magnificent experience.
I lived in those woods at the time. I remember the helicopters buzzing and the police searching all the abandoned properties and vacation homes on my very street. For weeks it was pretty scary not knowing if he might be in our backyard at any point. That was a stressful time for sure lol
Eric Frein taught marksmanship/rifle shooting at my son's Boy Scout camp in the Poconos. Imagine our reaction when he first showed up on the news...
Could the pipeline not wait till the man was caught?! Hope OP had a trooper or 2 guarding them.
I'm stuck on the part where he still had to go through the forest when everyone knew a psycho was hiding out in there. Absolutely something my work would do. "Sorry, our work is just SO important that you have to risk your life during a manhunt for a dangerous criminal. Now if you'll excuse me I have emails to answer in my cozy and safe office."
What better way to catch prey than to let their guard down and have the attack be a total surprise? That's basically the point. Danger can be everywhere. It's good to be vigilant. Read Jurassic Park. The way that chaos theory is delved into is a game changer. Makes you realize just how oblivious the world actually is, except for a select few like this.
The OP also says that it's possible for some people to have less frightening experiences than others in the woods, as "there’s always going to be some people who get luckier and have a more pleasant time."
"However, I do think there is always an inherent danger when going out in nature," he added. "After all, you’re entering something's home, so it is important to be safe."
When I was like 14 I was hunting deer with my dad and heard a weird sizzle. I heard 2 more and my dad screamed at me to get down. It was the sound of another hunter shooting in our direction. He hadn't seen us despite the orange. I will never forget that sound. It's a very different experience being on the other end of the bullet.
Not a hunter, but if you're wearing bright orange and he still can't see you that dude needs his licence revoked
Never shoot at something you can't identify... like if you hunt deer, you should be able to identify a deer from a horse or dog. The scary thing here is that the shooter likely knew what they were shooting at. They probably were doing something illegal on public land that was worse than poaching.
Load More Replies...In the UK: my parents had horses which slept in one of two big blocks of stables, with an ENORMOUS (two storey, could hold six tractors with ease) barn. My mum is out grooming one of the horses when shooting starts and shot starts bouncing off the roofs and ground. Hunter says "sorry, I didn't know there were people nearby". Seriously?!
We're always worried about our horses during hunting season. No one should be on the property without permission, but.. idiots
Load More Replies...Hark back to when the US vice president almost fatally shot another hunter with a fowling gun, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/D**k_Cheney_hunting_accident
Gee, if no one was out there “hunting” (the euphemism for “killing animals”) this wouldn’t have happened. And yes, I know all the arguments the pro-hunting folks will heap on me for this, so honestly, and I mean this politely, save your breath. You believe what you want to, I’ll believe what I do, and we’ll agree to disagree. .
Have a similar story where me, my dad, and my older brother were out hunting on some land our family owned in Indiana. A bullet goes maybe 4-5 inches from my head and I just about had a heart attack at 15. Another hunter had "heard something" and believed it was a deer even though we were all in orange. Didn't go hunting for another 2 years. Pretty sure the guy had his license revoked because my dad pressed charges for nearly shooting me and for trespassing onto private property.
I will never understand why people enjoy killing. And calling it a "sport." The rest of this message is not suitable for family viewing.
For a lot of people, it's not a sport or an enjoyment, it's a necessity. Not everyone has enough money to feed their families along with other expenditures. It's completely humane compared to the meat industry, as well, because these animals live full lives and die quickly. It's easy to look at a burger and not think of what happened to it, but I respect the animal enough to know my food was killed quickly, and that no part of the body went to waste.
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When i was 10 or 11, I was sitting at the top of a burm alone overlooking a beautiful valley, I must have sat there for a few minutes in the tall grass soaking it up, I panned my head to the left slowly and roughly 75 meters away, I could see the ears, eyes and snout of a cougar sitting in the grass, looking right back at me. I darted back to safety as fast as I could, but when I got there I realized that the cougar didn't give chase, it must have just been soaking up the scenery as well.
No s**t! Turning your back to ro run is just as bad as "pspspsps"!!!
Load More Replies...Even more scary. So a mountain lion could be hunting you but you just wouldn't know
Load More Replies...We live near Boulder, CO and when I took my son and his friend (they were 11) with me to a doctor's appt, I let them play on the playground that I could see from the waiting room. I was sitting in the exam room when I heard the staff call a lockdown because there was a mountain lion outside. Sure enough, both my son and his friend were white as sheets-the cougar had been prowling near the playground. Took me a long time to get over that close call.
Not me but a customer told me he was hunting some 25 yrs ago down a ravine at the base of a cliff when he felt somone watching him. He stayed at the cliff base 4 hrs until he got the courage to sneak back up the ravine to his truck parked some 25 ft off the edge of the cliff. He said he could hear the footfalls behind him as he ran, shot an arrow blindely behind him, and drove off in his truck. He returned moments later, the cougar lay dead, the arrow through its heart. The hunter was charged for the illegal hunt but no jail time.
A cat's gonna cat, no matter how big it is! Ever watch a housecat just sit in a yard surveying it's realm? That's what Ms./Mr. Cougar was doing.
One was just laying on my front lawn when my daughter got back from work. This was at about 3AM. She stayed in her car until it got up and walked away.
Pretty kitty prob'ly why the hairless bipedal squeaked and took off...
Inevitable-Print-702 shared that he found the responses to his post fascinating. "I didn’t expect the conversation to take off like it did, but seeing everyone’s stories and responses was very intriguing. It was awesome to hear the stories, but it further reaffirmed my belief that you must remain vigilant when going into nature."
"I think it was interesting that most of the frightening responses included other people," he continued. "For example, a lot of the stories included random strange men just wandering. Also, one that stuck out was someone saying they saw a severed ear on a trail. That definitely fits the description of a frightening experience in the outdoors."
Walking from the dam to my house. Stumbled onto a litter of wild pigs and momma was not impressed. Chased me for about 2kilometers through the trees and waited at the bottom of one that I climbed for over an hour.
Yes! Me too! Got chased by a pack of those violent little porkers. Climbed a tree and waited for almost and hour until I felt they were far enough away.
Is that those "30-50 feral hogs" which were used as a pro-gun argument some time ago? 😁
A sow had a litter at the community barn that was a few weeks old. Cute little buggers. Some city girls came through the barn to look at all the new babies on the farm, saw the piglets, and squealed with delight. One leaned over, grabbed a piglet that began screaming murder, and that 300+ sow was up and on her hind legs against the gate in a split second. Girl tossed the piglet back in the pen and they ran out screaming. After the sow settled down, we laughed ourselves sick.
An boar outruns an bicicle how do you keep ahead of it on foot?
Pigs live in practically every environment on earth. They can dig up roots and grubs when there is nothing on the surface. Also, they are very intelligent and would likely build a den of some sort.
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Man I don't even go out that often but the one time I do I found a severed ear on a hiking path
And? Did they call a ranger, police? Look to see if Mike Tyson was in the area? Discover it was a dried apricot half?
Could have been a Halloween prop? That happened to a hiker in New Hampshire. She thought she found a severed finger, but it turned out to be fake.
Reservoir Dogs had a gruesome ear scene too
Load More Replies...Exactly I was walking through a large field full of Ears! It was a cornfield! If it was a pig ear then someone misplaced their dog treat?
Load More Replies...Finally, the OP added that "outdoors can be both amazing and scary. I believe that everyone should experience nature and it’s beauty, but they should also remember to be safe."
Enjoy reading through these stories, pandas, and then if you're interested in checking out another Bored Panda list discussing terrifying things people have witnessed in real life, look no further than right here!
My dad was a professional land surveyor and I would work for him on weekends or during the summer. We were doing some work in a large conservation area, and had parked the truck in a wide path that was supposed to be only open to environmental police and such, but there was obviously illegal dumping. We were going back to the truck for lunch, and when we stepped out onto the path near the truck, it was surrounded by at least half a dozen bikers who had broken the driver side window and thrown all the gear out looking for stuff to steal. We were about 50' ft from them, and it felt like hours of silence when one of them said to the others "he saw us, they can identify us....". I was 11 or 12, I don't really remember, but I was old enough to know what he was insinuating. My dad stepped in front of me, made a gesture with his hand that was holding his machete (a common tool for land surveyors), and said "we didn't see anything, we're just working". Now, I know for a fact my dad was capable of hurting people (even his own kids) and he could f****n SCRAP. After a loooong pause, they backed away, got on their bikes and left. My dad had us pack up only the important/expensive gear - stakes and property bounds stayed - and drove us out of there in the other direction. I've never seen him be that reckless with a truck, before or after. With we got to a nearby convenience store my body and mind completely drained of adrenaline and I f*****g lost it. I couldn't even stand. I couldn't believe those people were going to f****n kill us just because we caught them breaking into our car, but they absolutely were. My dad was a s**t person, he was abusive and mentally ill. But there were a few times he showed he didn't hate me, and that was one of them.
I love and hate your story in a way that only the child of a mentally ill person can relate to. In that moment, your father probably expressed more of the love he felt for you than he was ever able to say to you directly.
I'm sorry bout your pa. Really glad you could still see his love thru all his bs.... Sounds like a dirty screen
Sometimes I wonder what it'd be like to work out in the woods, but these stories make me feel better about my career choices.
Partner and I set off for a weekend camping trip in the Rocky Mountains after work on a Friday. Late start, so we didn’t get to the road we were looking to camp off of until late. It was getting dark, we found a cleared area, parked my Jeep and hastily set up our 2.5 person tent, threw in our sleeping arrangements and dog, and hopped in the tent for the night. We were playing a board game sitting cross legged around 9p when something swiped at the back of my head through the tent wall. We panicked a bit, used remote start on the car to scare whatever it was off. I tried to convince myself and my partner that it was a falling stick. There was no wind and we were in a clearing. The next morning we came to discover that we were about 10 feet from a half eaten deer in a mountain lion’s pantry. I got pet on the head by a mountain lion. Mind you I’m well above average height and this kitty was taller than me sitting down!
One time, my partner were camped in our van on the side of PCH in Malibu. A cop came and said that they don't allow overnight parking there anymore. But he recommended a spot down a winding canyon road where, if you look carefully, you'll see a hidden place to pull off. We found it. In the middle of the night, we heard a huge *thud-thunk!* on the roof of our van. I told M that if either of us had to pee for the rest of the night, it would have to be in an empty Gatorade bottle. The next morning, we found huge mountain lion paw prints in the dust on our roof.
Cats do love sleeping on roofs! Seriously though, that sounds terrifying
Load More Replies...I was camping with friends years and years ago and one of the guys in our group didn't zip up his tent all the way after going outside to pee in the middle of the night. At some point after he fell asleep, he rolled over and his hand was resting on the ground just outside the tent. He woke up to find a mountain lion licking his palm. He said he had no idea how long he was lying there perfectly still before someone else got up and started making noise, and the lion ran away.
Pretty sure I’d just c**p myself in that situation.
Load More Replies...I was curled up in my tent and heard a pair of coyotes giggling. I went back into my doze even as I heard them getting closer. Suddenly my tent caved in on me as they wrestled each other on top of me, laughing the entire time... And I gotta say, even silently lying there in my sleeping bag, my eyes wide...I was terribly amused.
Reminds me of that thing where apparently elephants like to pet human heads because they see us the same way we view cats.
Dude did the right thing by turning the vehicle on remotely. People often think that carnivores are monsters, but they're just trying to survive. But here's the thing. If they get injured, but don't die immediately, they'll starve. That's a very slow, long, and arduous process, so they try everything in their power to not get injured. You'll actually be in more danger with most herbivores. They're expecting to die, so they'll full force it to stay alive. If they die anyways, at least they went out guns blazing. But loud noises are the best way to get animals scared off usually.
Hiking in Australia I stepped on a common brown snake. Felt something squishy under foot and bolted like a m**********r. If the snake had decided to strike would have been a 30 minute countdown.
"Oh, that's just Brownie, mate! He's good friends with Crawlie, the face-eating spider!"
Load More Replies...The photo is a failure tho. It looked like a repainted grass snake to me, but it's not... That's a similar, totally non-venomous, American snake, inspiredly called "brown snake", Storeria dekayi --- and not the second-most venomous snake in the world, the Australian snake called "eastern brown snake" (more common than the related "peninsula brown snake") Pseudonaja textilis.
Based on "bolted like a m(**...*****)r" you would've had a good chance in those 30 min
to be honest, that probably would have been a bad idea as it would have increased his heart rate causing the venom to circulate quicker, unliving him quicker
Load More Replies...Unless you count the people who were sent there from England as punishment. :)
Load More Replies...Why can everything in Australia kill you? It seems like its got the most deadly variety of snakes and spiders etc (and probably other things) per capita than any other place in the world. Hypothesis?
The theory I remember hearing is that the venom is super potent because it needed to be. In some places food is sparse so they need to knock things down quickly to avoid spending energy chasing down the animal when it flees. This may not be the only reason though. Interesting article here: https://theconversation.com/why-are-some-snakes-so-venomous-22821
Load More Replies...I think I would be too terrified of going on a hike in Australia. So many animals want to kill me!
No, not at all. It's a beautiful place. Down South, just be aware of where you are putting your feet and hands. (Snakes and spiders) Up North, don't go near any natural bodies of water, either fresh or salt. (Crocodiles) We don't have scary things like bears, mountain lions, cougars, wolves or wild dog packs that hunt children (as in the earlier item here).
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Slipped and tumbled backwards head over heels down a rock face. There was about a twenty foot drop after that but I got wedged in between a tree and the rock face. Ended up walking away with just a couple bruises.
Another time in the Sierra Nevadas I fell through a hole that was covered in snow. My rifle stopped me from falling straight through and I yelled for help. When I was getting pulled out all I saw was a black hole beneath me that covered in snow again. No idea how deep it was or if anyone would have heard me if I just poofed through the snow into a crevasse.
I fell into a deep ravine 'cause I wanted a pretty flower and had my foot caught in stone. I was very trapped. I just started laughing because... 1. No one knew where I was; 2. My phone was dead; 3. I was still holding my flowers. I eventually wrenched myself free and crawled out, but that was a giddy painful two hours.
I only went mountaineering once. Had to carry a stick with me for that same reason. Once you get close to the top of the mountain and the water of melting snow is rushing underneath you, if you fall through that snow into the tunnel of water you are dead. You carry a stick in hopes that it catches on the sides of either hole and stops you from falling to your death.
For those unaware! Squirrel season also refers to being a lucky hunter! Had a friend fall asleep in his deer stand. Fell out of it head first! Lucky he didn't break his fool neck. Squirrel season opener! He did get scratched up bouncing off limbs on his way down and had a black eye and a big knot on his head! We still laugh about that!
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I had to "clear the perimeter" when i was in the army out bush on training exercise. Was my turn that one sunny morning. Had to clear a bit further this time. Into the dry creek bed. Crawled under some scrub and looked up. Was surrounded by a s**t load of orb spiders who had webbed the entire area in the creek bed. I slowly crawled backwards and reported it clear.
The corporal thought i was taking the p**s because i was quick. He went himself and confirmed no enemies. Agreed with me that the creek bed was indeed "f****d"
Not sure why you're getting downvoted! Hey everyone: people can have an opinion that differs from yours. Don't use downvotes to disagree with someone. That's infantile. As an aside, I agree - spiders are lovely and they catch and eat the insects that bite us and carry diseases to us!
Load More Replies...The thought of that is horrible to me. I know that spiders are useful and helpful creatures. However they still absolutely terrify me. Any kind of "creepy crawlys" bother me but spiders cause me to literally have difficulty breathing and chest pain. Not fun at all. There's a reason I'm not an outdoors person.
We used to have so many Golden orb spiders around my house. It was amazing as a child who loved bugs and spiders. I know I definitely got upset when my dad would kill them and take down the giant webs that were big enough to trap a person. I don't ever see them any more, which is a shame. They always had the most beautiful webs, with the bright gold stitching. Also they were huge and really cool.
Agreed, orb spiders are awesome! We hiked out to a place on the Florida keys and it was filled with them and their giant webs. It was one of my top 10 experiences in nature for sure.
Load More Replies...Heee. I had to clear campsites of centipedes and snakes. I couldn't crawl away. I had to kill. And I became quite good at it...
I've told this story before, but when I was a kid there was a creek in the woods near my Grandparent's house that I would hike to and play in. One day I climbed the berm next to the creek and saw a woman with long black hair wearing a white dress just kneeling over the water and staring into it. I hid behind the berm and just watched for a minute. Right as I was about to turn around and leave she suddenly stood up and screamed. Not a "Trying to scare this kid" scream, but more like a "Uh oh, I'm currently being burned alive" scream.
In response I promptly s**t my pants and booked it back to my Grandparent's house. According to people on reddit I saw "La Llarona," a ghost of a woman who lost her kids to drowning or something. I think it's much more likely that it was a crackhead living in the middle of the woods somewhere (those woods were notorious for being home to a few drug labs and popular body dumping sites.)
Paranormal or not, still scared the s**t out of me and I never went to that creek alone again.
This instantly reminds me of a friend whose mother was an alcoholic. She once told me about her massive frustration when her mother was still alive and said "I don't know how often I ran to the forest near our house and just screamed at the trees because I didn't know what else to do." :(
While La Llarona is almost exclusively an American Southwest and Mexican phenomenon, folklore across the globe is littered with similar apparitions, although (that I can recall off the top of my head) only the banshees of Ireland and Britain are really known to scream in any way. While OP didn't mention where their grandparents lived, they did mention a lot of unsavory activities in the area, and a lot of illegal substances can make one think/feel that they're being burned alive (or physically tortured in any number of ways to make them scream in the manner described by OP).
I'd be a hellava lot more scared of bumping into a meth head than a ghost. One is real and dangerous, the other is not.
Obviously you have never had the pleasure of meeting one in a hallway, standing on your stairs in outdated clothes, as they tip their hat w/ their hand & smile. Aborn Castle, Ellington, CT. Lived there, Screamed there & ran out of the places Several times, because he liked to whistle back at me when I would whistle a tune. That was the Nice ghost.😳
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I was all dressed up in a ghillie photographing bee-eaters and then some little boar piglets start getting near me sniffing at me. 10 seconds later I hear a very loud noise and the mom was running towards me. I left there my camera and climbed the nearby tree faster than a monkey. I stayed up there like an airborne turd half afternoon.
It’s a bird it’s a plane, no it’s an airborne turd
Load More Replies...Explain the airborne turd please. I must be defecating wrong because my turds don't fly (unless I'm on a plane I guess).
A ghillie suit makes you look like a shrub or a lump of mud or whatever best blends into the local surroundings. So, in his environmental camouflage he looked like a giant turd up a tree, apparently.
Load More Replies...That picture is so not a boar though. That's phacochoerus africanus, the African Warthog. They aren't nearly as aggressive as sus scrofa, the Eurasian Wild Pig (boars), unless backed into a corner. They'd rather run than fight.
Fishing in Belle River, Louisiana with my cousin. Heard a “plop”. A Water Moccasin (Cottonmouth) fell off a tree limb right into the boat. Luckily my cousin grabbed a boat paddle and a well aimed slap shot sent it into the water. That just pissed it off so it stuck up out the water about a foot and started towards the boat, so we decided to find a different fishing spot. I assume it fell out the tree but I wouldn’t be surprised if it did it on purpose because those particular snakes are a******s.
following up - I'm suprised there aren't more bayou stories here.
Load More Replies...You were ambushed by a Nope Rope; therefore, you got Rope-A-Noped.
My sister once shoved me in to get our of the way of a Water Moccasin and I almost got bit in the ankle.
Those damned things DO fall into boats out of trees. My ex is a Texan and he had that happen frequently growing up. The boys always had some kind of weapon tho. Once while camping near the Rio Grande, they had killed a rattlesnake earlier and some border-crossers, literally wet from swimming the river, came into their camp and asked for food. They wanted the snake for their dinner. I hear it tastes like chicken ;)
Exact same thing happened to me and a friend. Both of us were in small one man creek boats, fishing the Little Pee Dee river in South Carolina. Snake falls into his boat and dummy pulls out a .45 caliber and shoots three holes into the bottom of his boat. Boat sinks with all his gear, and he had to walk 2 miles of riverbank to the landing. AND he missed the snake.
Went fishing with my Pop one time! I told him. Don't move then pulled a 357 mag. And pointed it in his direction and fired. He said WTF are you doing son? About that time the remains of a 6ft headless water Moccasin fell in his lap! I told him if he stood up it would have bit him on the face or neck! About half the snake was hanging down right above his head from a tree limb!
Reminds me of the centipede at my grandparents house. Mom dad and I were standing in the driveway talking and I saw what I thought was a small snake crawling under a car, until it came out and we realized it was a centipede. So mom starts yelling for dad to kill it, he throws a brick at it trying to hit but misses. So it starts charging towards us (although now I think it was probably more running away in our general direction). So of course we yell, and dad manages to hit it with a second brick, and injured it enough to be able to cut it's head off with the edge of the brick. Thing was still wriggling the next day. I felt bad for it. Ants were crawling on the body and everything. So I did some 5-min research and discovered that they can regrow their heads. So it wasn't actually dead until Grandma went out and sprayed it with big killer. I feel bad for it now, but at the time it was just creepy.
I live in Florida, right next to a canal. I have never seen a live water moccasin in the wild, but there was one summer where my cats brought home five babies. They didn't eat them, just killed them and brought them home as gifts.
Growing up, I was warned about Water Moccasins. Unfortunately, it was the poor, harmless Northern Watersnake, that was mistaken for Water Moccasins, which never lived that far north, that got the brunt of these nitwits. Should've been warning us about the Copperheads, although they are actually pretty docile if you don't disturb them.
Bullets whizzing over my head. Some smooth brains were target shooting in the middle of an established hiking trail. Wasn't a one off experience either!
How to tell me you've been hiking in France without telling me you've been hiking in France.
It's that common to France! Yikes! I'll keep my trips to the city centers then.
Load More Replies...as long as you keep hearing them whiz over you are okay. Its the one you dont hear that is a problem.
Load More Replies...Used to ride for my friends' stable taking out guided tours. Their stable was at a resort. Some idiot thought skeet shooting would bring in extra income for the resort, Sometimes I could hear bullets hitting the leaves of the trees. Never sure how far away, but it really was unnerving!
The woods in Sweden is not exatly known for dangerous animals. Sure there are brown bears, lynxes, elks and boars, but nothing realy to be affraid of especiall not near urban areas.
So I was out in the forest looking for mushrooms when suddenly all of my field of view was filled with something black screaming like a deamon from hell.
Turn out a western capercaillie (fairly big bird) was hiding under bush near the path, and got scared an flew away when i got to close.
I once got dumped off my horse when a mama quail came flying out of the bushes at us. I'd stopped to look at her chicks crossing the path and had just remarked how cute they were when suddenly we were under attack. :) My poor horse was terrified and spun around so fast I couldn't stay on.
Those tiny featherheads love to just explode out of the brush from underfoot too. Great survival tactic for them, but super startling for humans.
Load More Replies...Birds are good at scaring the daylights out of unsuspecting people, especially when their roost is disturbed while they're snoozing or tending their nest. Had a similar experience with a peacock during a game of Hide & Seek cuz I was the seeker and one of my cousins happened to be wearing a similarly colored shirt...
Heck, a few days ago I got spooked by a low flying pigeon.
Load More Replies...I've had some...hilariously terrifying encounters with birds. Turkeys, ravens, crows (don't you chase me down the street as I eat my burrito)...and I'll strangle a seagull... (...they have wronged more than once in grievious ways.)...
Had a peahen come right up next to me on a picnic bench and steal my chicken sandwich while on a trip as a kid.
Load More Replies...https://youtu.be/97hOvTPFHow - one of my favourite videos on the internet. This is what it looks like to encounter a Capercaillie. The language is Czech (Brno slang) and they are talking about wtf they are supposed to do. "We are being endangered by a Capercaillie, he stepped in our way and now we're f****d." is the first sentence XDD
Was negotiating some thick brush while quail hunting and busted a large covey right into my face. Not only incredibly noisy, but got a weeks worth of cardio in 2 seconds.
My baby was attacked by one in Sweden. (the one in pic, ours was about 115 cm wingspan) He was sitting in the stroller and got his arms up in time, damaged clothes and a nasty scar near the eye. I went into unarmed combat with the bloody bird and still have a 20 cm long scar on my arm. Totally crazy. There are youtubes on them attacking cars, lightpomes and horses.
I was hiking alone in Northern Italy, although I knew severe thunderstorms were forecast for the afternoon. I figured I could get up and down the mountain (Grigna Meridionale) before 1pm and wait out the storms in the bar by my campsite. Instead, I got caught out in the open, thunder and lightning all around me, and I had to cling to a shrub while what I am sure was a weak tornado passed overhead. The wind became deafening, the trees and shrubs all bent one way towards the ground, then after about 10 seconds they turned and bent the other way towards the ground, all while I was holding on for dear life getting totally soaked by the horizontal rain. There was a major tornado that day in Bergamo from the same setup, so it's not impossible that I had been caught in a spinup. 100% thought I was going to die.
I just looked it up, so forgive me if I'm wrong, but it seems somewhat common (not very though) to have tornadoes in northern Italy.
Load More Replies...I don't know why you would even risk going out when it is a severe storm forecast. You never know if it might come early or later.
I live about 15 miles from the mountains in Colorado and we have always been taught that it's very unlikely a tornado can develop that close to the mountains (something about wind patterns maybe?). Guess we're not safe anywhere! X)
A grown man taking a s**t, when I was maybe 8-9. He was squatting in the trees off the trail, dressed in business casual. We made eye contact, he looked absolutely terrified, and I turned and started walking away. For some reason, he said, "Wait!"
I did not wait and took off running.
He might've been some kind of pervert with a sinister post-dump plan, but I think he just panicked and probably didn't know why he said that. I like to imagine him fleeing through the woods, watching for the police and thinking, "why the hell did I tell him to wait???"
This is indeed what I would do/think if I was busted taking a dump and saying something stupid." I like to imagine him fleeing through the woods, "why the hell did I tell him to wait???" (although I wouldn't think of police right away, it's just someone taking a dump and wanting to blurt out an apology or explanation or something)
Once while out four wheeling, I went off the trail to have a pee. Found a spot, and was fully involved when a truck starts coming toward me. I panicked a little, the only thing I could think to do was hold up, and wave my roll of toilet paper. It was surprisingly effective as they made u turn to let me do my business in private.
I hope he still thinks about this when he falls asleep sometimes. "Ugh, that one time I told that kid to "wait" when he caught me dropping the kids off at the pool!"
🤣 I can't even...I've snorted like 5 times already 🤣🤣 This is the best story I have ever heard. Ever!
1. Shot a buck with my bow right at last light. Fell within sight and immediately a pack of coyotes started howling. I’m not really scared of yotes so I got down and guarded my deer while someone else went to get a fourwheeler. I figured they’d keep their distance, but they ended up howling and circling me close enough that I could see their shadows in the dark for a good 45 minutes until the fourwheeler arrived. They probably weren’t more than 20 feet from me at times.
2. Had a bear climb up into my treestand with me. Came within 2 or 3 inches of boots and started sniffing them. He wasn’t scared of me at all, but eventually he got down and walked away. Met him in the dark on my way out too.
I would have to be restrained to keep me away from a bear by my toes. "Oh, you cute little thing. You deserve a pat. Maybe a boop on the nose?"...crunch
How anyone can consider shooting another living creature sport….always makes me want to see the prey become hunter…
Coyote yips and howls are creepy though. Sounds like something supernatural in the dark.
A man walking his dog - naked
I hiked naked in the woods a total of once. I would not recommend it. So many scratches and bites.
Can I ask why? Not in a rude way just curious
Load More Replies...I was with my dog at a mixed nude/clothed beach where dogs were allowed. she was very interested at one naked dude (I called her back) ... def. would not recommend
Who cares if it's not illegal or unusual? Obviously, it was terrifying to this person.
Load More Replies...What's scary about a naked person in nature? It's the most natural thing :)
It is scary. Told this story before, I was riding my bike to work as a waitress in Buffalo, NY. Broad daylight but no one around. Got to the top of a little hill in Delaware Park and someone tried to grab my butt. I was still pedaling but had slowed down at the crest of the hill. A naked guy had chased up behind me and was a little out of breath at the crest. I said, WTF? But luckily, something in my mind kept me pedaling. Years later I saw a picture of him in the paper. He was the bike path killer. Since then, they’ve gotten rid of a lot of the undergrowth that helped hide him.
Load More Replies...Not to downplay your experience, but men walking around in public, doing things, while naked is... not rare. Not common, but happens much more often than people would want them to. The general population would rather encourage naked hiking in the woods over naked grocery shopping if they had a choice in the matter.
You find a naked man is Terrifying , I think you need to see a psychologist.
Why the heII would it not be? Who cares if it's natural? Not everyone wants to see some stranger's díck just flying around, ya know!
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Face to face with a cougar while making my way to the deer stand. I had to check my drawers afterwards.
Mountain lion screams get your attention. There is no sound like it. It's invariably followed by the thought, "Oh s**t"
Face to face is best, since you NEVER turn your back on a cougar, even if you have to walk home backwards.
I was on a month-long canoeing trip though the sub-arctic tundra. I was looking for a good place to set up my tent, I hadn't realized I had just accidently stumbled within 10 meters or so of a massive Caribou bull and two cows
We all just stared at each other for a minute or so, then they ran off.
That's the velvet that covers them until the antlers are mature. The caribou (and other antler shedding deer) then rub the velvet off revealing the hard antler used for fighting during mating season underneath. Males shed their antlers every year in a lot of deer species.
Load More Replies...I was cross country skiing near the University of Alaska-Fairbanks once in 1986 when I had to stop for a bull moose standing next to the trail in front of me. Another moose was maybe 20 feet behind me. We stared each other down for a couple of minutes, then I started slowly down the trail, and they let me be on my way
We were on a two family camping trip and one by one everyone was coming down with a stomach flu. It didn't get to me until the last day we were there. We were out shooting at targets when it hit me. Hard. Obviously no bathroom where we were so had to make due with a log. Floodgates opened and diarrhea everywhere. Then I felt a sharp pain in my leg. Then another one. I stood up, and realized I'd sat on a log with a wasp's nest in it. Got stung 5-6 times in addition to having the runs and later throwing up too.
Were you dressed in business casual and did you see a boy who ran away from you while you were taking a dump?
I mean...I do sympathize with your situation, however I feel that the real victims here were the wasps. My dude, if a titan squatted on my house and unleashed intestinal hell I'd be stabbing mad too.
Once one person gets super sick, I would pack us up and all go home.
That is a Hell of a day. The green apple splatters are kinda funny sometimes, but the addition of flying stingbeasts...is a giant nope.
Watched a 400 lb 6ft. Grizzly walk past me about 12 ft away. Scratched his a*s on a tree for 10 seconds and walked off. Also lived in Yosemite saw bears coyotes and mountain lions a bunch.
Years ago, I was digging for rose quartz on Sand Mountain in NE Alabama, on the back of a friends heavily wooded property next to a large creek when I heard the unmistakeable growl\roar of a bear. It sounded like David Attenborough was about to start narrating. It also sounded CLOSE. My bowels liquified, I went into fight or flight mode and picked fleeing for obvious reasons. Raced up the back of his very steep property in record time and told him about it. He casually goes, "Yeah, saw a black bear and cubs playing down by the creek twice this past week."
There is not a single record of a coyote killing a person. They are immensely skittish and not very brave.
I heard they just start eating you if they have you down. Is that a fairytale or no?
It's true. Read the wikipedia article about the death of Timothy Treadwell and his girlfriend if you would like a very real account of what happens. A bear does not need to kill you before beginning to consume you. They're large and heavy enough to just hold you down while they start feeding. Most bears won't attack humans, of course, but if you're attacked by an injured or starving grizzly - yeah.
Load More Replies...My mom said that when she was a girl, her family went camping. They were from Colorado and spent lots of time in the Rockies. This one time, they woke up to hear a bear tearing thru their supplies. Somewhere, my grandmother heard that bears are scared by noises they've never heard before. She grabbed her whistle, ran out of the tent, and blew the whistle as hard as she could...scaring off the bear. My mom had kept a Tupperware container with bite marks in it from the bear. My thought has always been...how did she know the bear had never heard a whistle before.
I one time got attacked by a Turkey when me and my buddies were in the woods playing barbarians. We had make shift weapons (rocks taped to sticks and spears and stuff) Well we were making pretend we were fighting other people (maybe 10 years old) And all the sudden in the bushes comes out a Turkey. Masssssive Turkey. It started flying at us with its talons toward us. Petrified we ran as fast as we could but it kept like half flying and getting next to us. One of my buddies was pinned behind a tree/ rock and the Turkey was closing on him. We decided to attack it for real. Smashed it as hard as we could in the neck and head with our spears and rock sticks, it did absolutely nothing. It pissed it off far more. My buddy got out from behind the rock and tree blocking him from us and we ran like the wind. The sounds the Turkey made as it chased us still haunts me. Once we got to a backyard luckily a dog started barking at the Turkey and it turned around. Must have had babies or something it was protecting. We were just lucky it wasn’t in a big pack of turkeys… Now I appreciate thanksgiving much more so than before.
Schrute rule #17: never turn your back on bears, men you have wronged, or a dominant male turkey during mating season
This might be why Benjamin Franklin wanted the turkey to be our national bird. It isn't majestic like a bald eagle. However, it's ready to fight to protect its territory.
Turkeys, frogs, toads, and monkeys are the only animals I won't mess with. Like IDC about snakes, fish or lizards, no problem, but the others are an absolute nope.
There's a funny story about aggressive turkeys on This American Life.
I worked with someone whose daughter decided she wanted a turkey, she just kept on about it. So they went to a farm with turkeys,,, and the daughter was too scared to get out of the car because turkeys are quite big and pretty scary. The monstrosities raised on farms today often drop dead of heart attacks because they are too big
There was this trail I followed regularly from a bus stop a few miles through fairly remote forrests on the way to a cabin. It was a nice secluded hike. Not particularly difficult - just nice.
Well, this one time I followed the trail just about a week after I did it last time. I knew it well and could easily navigate it in the middle of the night.
Well, this time an entire f*****g MOOSE skeleton is right there on the path, in the middle of nowhere. It is just white bonesband nothing else.
It was freaky as hell because it hadn’t been there like 10 days earlier. That big fuucker had somehow ended up there. Did it die and decompose that quickly? Did somebody/ something move it there?
I have got exactly no idea how that thing ended up there and it still kind if freaks me out.
Within a week and that clean? Shouldn't there be at least a bit of flesh left on it, even when picked on by various animals? OP said it was just white bones.
Load More Replies...I used to go running with my dad a lot. We almost always brought our dog, because we would be running through fields and woods and stuff like that and there were no people or cars around, so we always let her run without a leash. At about a quarter of the distance there is a little river crossing the track with a sloping riverside path. The doggie loved to run ahead and jump straight in the water. On this day however, we did not hear the usual splashing sounds so we went a little faster. Well, we found the dog on the riverside path, with her nose deep between the buttcheeks of a completely naked man, who happened to take his no less naked female acquaintance in missionary there. Looks of mutual horror were thrown around until my dad called back our dog and we continued running while pretending that nothing has happened.
I've told this story before, but I'll tell it again. I've encountered bears, snakes, moose, and recently a bobcat. But I never felt terror like I did when I was a kid. I was at a beach in Juneau with my parents and sister when I was very young, it was a nice day the river was blue and so was the sky for once. A bunch of families with small children and babies were out just barbqueing. We were walking along the beach toward the picnic area and I heard a baby crying in the woods. I learned about Kooshdakhaa and Wendigo and other stories about things mimicking people at school. But at the time it didn't cross my mind that it was odd nobody else was concerned about this crying child. So my stupid a*s let's my family walk ahead and I go into the woods. I didn't get very far when I centered in on the sound, I could still see the beach from the trees. I didn't see a baby or kid on the ground anywhere, but I heard the sound again and looked up at a tree. It was a goddamn raven sitting there making baby noises. A different raven swooped at me from the side and knocked my hat off and I took off running back to my parents. Later, the only thing I could think of as to why they did that was my hat was neon pink with sparkly sequins on it and they wanted the sequins. Scared the s**t outta me then and still creeps me out to think about.
I've experienced something like this with a jay. It sat high up in a tree mimicking the sound of a cat in severe pain. I spent half an hour trying to find the cat, until I looked up and saw that jay just chilling in the tree screaming like a dying cat.
Outdoorswoman here, ish, lol. I use the term lightly. When I was in my early 20s, my friends and I thought it would be a brilliant idea to go night hiking through some woods said to be haunted. It was a very very very old town that died out due to some illness, I believe the rumors said tuberculosis. You can walk the horse path and there are stone foundations on either side of you. Really neat, actually. You were supposed to be able to hear children laughing and dancing in the trees, apparently. Yeah, didn’t hear any children laughing, but I did record our whole hike. That night, going over the footage with a friend of mine on his TV, he told me to stop and rewind. I did, and we must have rewound that thing 30 times. There was a face peaking behind trees following us. Not a human face, a weird…. Gremlin type face, distorted. Large sunken eyes and a flat nose, pointy chin. We thought we were seeing things, but we watched it so many times, adjusted the brightness and contrast on his TV. Sure as s**t. Never went back.
Was it a Flesh Pedestrian? (You can figure out the real term, I just avoid it because I know it freaks people out)
Upvote to fix your down votes.... And just to spite them imma say it.....SKIN WALKER commence with the down votes
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I have been to so many allegedly haunted places. I want to believe but nothing at all supports it. Ive been in Eastern state penn before it was a tourist place(it was abandoned and anyone could sneak in) numerous "haunted" houses. Nothing ever happens. its all just peoples own imaginations sneaking up on them.
I know someone who made up a ghost tour, and people then started seeing all the stuff they made up lmao
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My dad and I went backpacking a few years back. We got to the trailhead later than we had planned and decided we were going to start the hike anyways. 4 hours later the sun is going down and we still had over an hour left till we got to a suitable site to drop down.
We're now hiking in the dark with our headlamps when we here a low growl 20 or so feet off the trail from us. Then we heard something large moving through the underbrush and trees. We both looked at eachother and basicly ran up the trail as best we could in the dark on a rocky hill. It was 15 min before we stopped to catch our breaths.
Never saw it but hearing it so close by gave me a shot of primal fear that I didn't know I had.
While on horseback came across a deer carcass. Horse was spooked and about 30 yards away saw a grizzly stand up...... Felt my heart pumping hard
I had a 10+ gator try to roll my skiff and it wasnt just once. He was pretty relentless.
Have a little gator in our ponds near our house. These ponds are about 100 feet from our house, and you have to walk through trees to get to them. With that we also have raccoons, owls, possums, and wild cats. The raccoons also like to steal our bird feed. (Edit: we live in Florida... )
In the 90s, I was on a week-long backpacking trip with my uncle in the Colorado high-country. He was a professional rock climbing-trail guide at the time, so he knew his stuff while off-the-grid. The second day in, we were following some old trail that hadn't been groomed in years, and came across the outskirts of some random commune deep in the woods. We knew there were people there because we could see campfires and laughing/talking in the distance. My uncle immediately freaks out, tells me to keep quiet, and then made us back track nearly five miles, and then around. It was the first and only time I've actually seen him panic off-the-grid. Afterward, he lectured me that it was some kind of small sect or cult that had a rep for being very territorial in the area at the time, and was known to shoot at trespassers without provocation.
I was camping in northern Minnesota at a large boy scout camp. We stayed in these large canvas old school military tents with large door flaps. One night/ early morning a bear wandered in and sat down outside our tent with his rump right on the door flap. My tent partner and I could see the bear outline and hear him as he was chillin. We were mortified just looking at each other, completely silent. We were maybe 11 or 12. He eventually wandered off/ was scared off. Older scouts and adult leaders scared it off eventually but man that was a tense moment.
I’ve had several but the one that scared me the most happened when I was a kid. There was a railroad track behind our house, a small patch of woods, then a road with a larger patch of woods on the other side. Anyway, I used to go out and play in the smaller patch of woods by myself and nobody else ever went out there. Not other kids, nobody. It was like my little sanctuary where I could get away for a while and escape. One day I was sitting on this little hill just daydreaming when I heard something moving through the woods to my left. It sounded like a person, but like someone who was trying to walk quietly. I had a strong feeling someone was trying to sneak up on me so I slowly stood up and looked off to my left to get a better view. Sure enough, a man was walking through the woods toward me and I noticed that he was stopped. Like he was trying to make as little noise as possible. Well I was a kid and could run fast. So I got out of there quick and was practically in my back yard before he could take another step. I can still remember he was an older man wearing a blue windbreaker and I had a strong feeling that he had seen me in the woods before, maybe when driving down the road or walking on the track. I still think he had gone in the woods that day to try to track me down and had very bad intentions if he would have caught me. I never mentioned it to my parents or anything but I just had a strong gut feeling that I narrowly escaped a bad situation that day.
On a trail in the Angeles National Forest with a friend, about a mile in we hadn't seen anyone else since we entered. While rounding what we thought would be a secluded corner my friend pulled out a joint and went to light up, the noise of the lighter sparking caused something up the trail to turn around quickly... I couldn't tell what it was right away because the lighting was dappled from trees above and it was colored the same as the trail and rock. I grabbed my friends arm and quietly said stop, stand up, don't turn around, walk backwards slowly... about 30 feet in front of us was a cougar. Easily bigger than any dog I've ever seen, save a great dane or bernese, but the musculature on it was otherworldly compared to any dog. It wasn't crouched like it was going to come for us, it was turned halfway with it's back arched, the way a housecat sizes up another housecat before they fight. We backed up staring at the thing for what felt like forever, but was only probably 3-4 seconds before it realized we weren't coming towards it anymore and turned tail. It bounded up what I thought was a sheer 20-foot cliff with such ease it made my mind truly spin at the power of nature and thankful I wasn't asked to test it. We speed-walked back to the trail head with our heads on such a swivel they rightly should have popped off.
And this is why California has horrible murderous wildfires destroying forests full of animal and homes with people, some of whom don't survive. Don't smoke in the fborest.
Don't really matter where you smoke if you're responsible
Load More Replies...Hiking in Colorado through some old train tunnels with a friend, not far off from a fairly populated area. The train tunnels were fascinating, blasted out of mountain with some quite long/requiring headlamps, but definitely wouldn’t want to be there alone. We eventually dead-ended so backtracking the way we came. As we exited one tunnel, there was a severed deer head in the middle of the path that wasn’t there the first time we walked through. Not a recent kill, but still fully fleshed. On our way in to the area, there were some tents that were clearly used by homeless individuals maybe 150 yards off the path. We took it as a clear sign we weren’t welcome and needed to leave immediately.
Came across two grizzly bears in Montana. Also bumped into a huge bison the same day he just ignored me thankfully and the bears. Not something I’d have ever come across as I live in Ireland so I was pretty scared
Charged by a huge cottonmouth moccasin in the shallow waters of a lake. It was nesting season for mocs so obviously a female. Mocs are very aggressive and territorial.
When I was about 20, my then boyfriend & I were helping his family wi/ yard work. His 7/8 year old little brother was next to me as we raked. Their house backed up to a bayou that was pretty full after a major storm. As he raked behind a bush, a copperhead snake (water moccasin) kinda jumped out towards him. While screaming, I grabbed his arm, threw/pushed him behind me and just started beating it with my metal rake, points down. By the time his dad & boyfriend got to me, there wasn't much left of his head. I was still yelling, apparently. They said that I was yelling at it to die & leave the kid alone, blah, blah, blah. I don't remember that part. It took quite awhile for me to calm down. The kid wouldn't leave my side for hours and refused to go in the side yard afterwards. Not sure how I knew what it was, or even that it was poisonous. I just remember it going after him & me freaking out. HATE SNAKES!!
I probably would have been freaked out too, especially if it were a good sized water moccasin/cotton mouth as they can be aggressive. Please don't take me wrong, but I wanted to let you know that a copperhead is a different snake from a water moccasin. Copperhead's are usually more docile, but will definitely bite when stepped on or messed with. They're lighter in color, slimmer, and weigh less than most water moccasin. Water moccasin/Cotton mouths are usually darker in color and are a thick, heavy bodied snake. They're aggressive very often for little to no reason. Many people still get them confused in the wild. The easiest difference is that the water moccasin's mouth is white inside, where other snakes are pinkish. Thank goodness you were there for the little guy or it may have been a very different outcome for him. Venomous snake bites are painful experiences😫.
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It's not terrifying but very spooky. A few years ago, my brother and I went backpacking in the central Cascades in Washington. We climbed up into this little valley nestled off the PCT. If you don't know how to get into it, you wouldn't know it was there. We are the only ones in the valley, and we know this because we hiked the valley after setting up camp. That night, I could hear the sounds of guitars and singing throughout the night. The next morning, I asked my brother, and he admitted he heard it too. We both figured it was the way the wind carried sounds of the waterfall across the valley. It still was haunting, though. Went there last summer and did not have a repeat of that music.
Not that creepy. I've worked the Renn-Faire and camped in...weird places... Music is the least of my concerns--except that bagpipes were my wake-up alarm for work for two years.
My youngest works faires. Texas Renaissance Festival, Sherwood Forest Faire & is currently in Colorado. They call all the time talking about the weird things they hear, see. Last Faire, the people next to their site played metal, hard rock, etc every morning, blasting it.
Load More Replies...Decided to hike up Mt Warning (Qld, Aus) at about 10pm at night with my girlfriend. We were planning to hike up through the night which was about 3-4 hours, camp and smoke weed at the top and then catch the sunrise. Foolishly, we were hiking with a single torch and an iPhone light. About half way up and it’s pitch black, really quiet super creepy. We decide to have a break and take a seat on a log to chill. Out of nowhere we see a light way below us on the mountain side. It looked like a head lamp. Ok so maybe some else is hiking up in the middle of the night? Kind of freaked but whatever, we push on. For the next hour or so I would keep checking behind us and catching this light tracking behind us in and out of the tree line. We finally get to the summit which turns into a scramble and make it to the top. There is a platform up there so we set up and relax. I’m kind sketching out, the weed isn’t helping, but looking around expecting someone else to show up but no one came. We unpack sleeping bags, eat some food and no off to sleep. I woke up about 4am as the sky started to brighten up and find backpack gone with all out stuff in sprawled out across the platform. It was dead silent and just super eerie to wake up to. Anyways we both freaked, grabbed our stuff and basically ran back down the mountain.
It was an Australian marsupial bear. They have a glowing third eye which works basically like an embedded head lamp . Also, they're venomous.
An Australian marsupial bear is a koala. They are also not venomous. But I almost believed you.
Backpacking in Oregon a couple years ago. My dog found a black bear cub in a tree and ran over to it, very interested. The mom noticed and wasn’t happy. I called my dog back to me and the mom started following my dog. I wasn’t sure if mama bear was going to teach us a lesson or not, so those dozens of seconds before she turned around back to her cub felt like an eternity.
It's the law to have your dog leashed up while in the wilderness. Protect the wildlife and your dog. Don't be a bonehead. Your dog's not that special.
I'm always left wondering if incidents like these change the way those type of people think. Through my experience with my ex-husband, I came to believe that it didn't. No matter how many times our Scottie would attack our outside dog, he'd still let him out off leash, with me having a fit. Then having to break up a dog fight, it was moronic. I kept him initially when we separated but when I moved I couldn't take him, so I let my husband take him. The Scottie was in his name, so I couldn't do anything else legally. It was heartbreaking. I can't tell you how many more times he actually told me of incidents that he caused with the dog. It attacked his neighbor's dog and bit his neighbor in the process. His neighbor didn't press charges or anything. Idk how people like that get so lucky. He attacked several other people's dogs. Apparently, nothing happened with them either. He told me he found him a better home with an older lady. I hope he was honest with her. Now, he has a pit bull 😳.
Load More Replies...I was backcountry camping in Yosemite (between half-dome and Cloud's Rest) with some friends. Meaning we had regular tents/sleeping bags far out on the hiking trails away from the village. Sleeping around the fire pit were 2 tents and one guy in a [bivy sack](https://www.rei.com/media/5e6b8bba-584c-4c3e-8dbe-f75640da220d.jpg?size=784x588) (it's like a bag your sleeping bag goes in to protect you from mosquitos or dew). Around 6am just as the sun was coming up I was awoken to the sound of soft but heavy foot steps and heavy breathing outside of my tent. I then heard heavy sniffing from the direction of where I had propped my backpack up against a tree. Then the sniffing stopped, and in front of my tent entrance I saw a 3ft tall 250+ pound black bear walk over to the firepit and start sniffing the pit. It was probably about 10feet from the entrance to my tent. After about 30 seconds of sniffing the pit, the bear walked over to my friend who's snoring away, on his back, face up, in his bivy sack, and began to sniff my friend's chest and face. The bear's nose was about 5inches from my friend's face. All the while my friend was still sleeping. I knew if I made noise to scare the bear, there's a chance I could wake up my friend, which would in turn startle the bear and then my friend might not have a face, if you get my drift. After about 30seconds of sniffing my friend, the bear plodded off to where we had our bear canister wedged in a tree and knocked it about 50feet down the trail (it never opened it).
When I was younger I went to a state park with my family, there’s a fairly large hiking trail up a hill that leads to a cave. Well me being a child I thought they were taking too long, so I took off up the trail into the woods, ended up losing the trail and screaming for help for a good 20 minutes. I fully convinced myself that I could survive for at least two days, build a shelter, and catch some food. I’m glad they found me before I set up camp. Another time I had just woken up from my first night on a camping trip and decided to walk to the lake. About 5 minutes into my walk I look to my left and see 5 wild boars about 20 yards from me, that was possibly scarier than the first in incident.
Didn't read this one but I saw the picture and I thought "Six cosplay" (I haven't seen any play throughs of little nightmares but that is who I'm talking about because Six is adorable in the oversized raincoat)
After reading, "My Side of the Mountain," wasn't this every kid's fantasy, though?
Was in the Grampians,Victoria, Australia, rock climbing, searching for new climbs on the northern side to be exact. Came across a man at his caravan with a 44 on the table and a s**t load of green trees. Exchanged hello’s and I told him I’d go looking for climbs on the south side… turned around and walked out. Felt like I had a gun pointed at the back of my head.
A tie between two events. First one I was venturing deep in the woods when I came across what I can only describe as a shanty town. The entire time I was there, I felt like I was being watched. So I waltzed on out of there as fast as I could lol. Second one was when I stumbled on a black bear. I still don't know how we didn't hear each other but he was on the other side of a thicket when I walked passed it and spotted him. Fortunately for me, he was a scaredy cat, and he scrambled off when he saw me. Still scared the s**t out of me
First rule of hiking, camping in bear and cougar country is to make a lot of noise-sing, clap, wear bells on your person etc to give animals an alert and a chance to split before encountering a yummy hiker.
Most animals will leave if they hear a bunch of noise. And most won't attack unless they feel threatened or have babies close by.
Load More Replies...Out camping. I was off foraging and finding kindling when I got a sense I was being watched. I felt a little off so I readied my hatchet. I couldn't see what set me off, but I kept it in one hand while I got rest of my kindling. When I got back to camp I saw my site all messed up and several big claw marks on the tree I'd hung my food from. The food bag was still hanging there. I figured a bear or mountain lion was digging through my camp. My danger sense was still going, but I didn't have the day light to get back to my car. I set my fire and kept myself ready for a fight. I prepped some alarm traps with a bit of 550 cord and my tent stakes. I improvised a hammock out of my tent tarp and the shredded remains of my tent. I used every last bit of cordage I had prepping for the night. The makeshift hammock was pretty comfy and where I positioned it I got a decent amount of heat from the fire. I think I dozed a few times in the night, but any stick crack or pop woke me up. At some point in the dark, my fire was low and I heard one of my alarm traps get set off. It sounded like the rope got tangled with an animal because it kept going a bit longer than I expected. My adrenaline kicked in and I jumped from my hammock in my camp shoes and made a bunch of noise like the hulk. Hatchet and camp knife in hands I rush the edge of my camp on the alarmed side and I heard the cans from my alarm travel away. Whatever it was, their element of surprise was ruined. I didn't sleep the rest of the night and just kept an eye on my fire and the tree line. At dawn I did a quick recon and salvaged my traps. The one was missing as I suspected. I only searched a few yards around, but figured it was a lost cause. I packed up and hiked back to my car. The scariest part was not knowing what was out there. Maybe if I would have seen it Ii would have been able to rationalize the situation, but that was the last time I camped alone without a rifle.
1. I saw a caiman eating a dog. 2. I nearly pissed myself out in the mountains, because I was listening to music taking pictures for tinder. And in-between songs I hear a rattling sound. Lo and behold behind me in the tree I was using for shade was a timber rattler very pissed off that I'm standing 2 ft away from em.
PSA: A caiman is a large reptile related to the alligator. Most species aren't as large as alligators, but are still mostly a good 7-8 feet long.
And because they're smaller they're perpetually angry.... Napoleon complex 😂
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Saw a puma chase and catch a rabbit. The poor rabbit's noises were terrifying.
Rabbit screams sound like scared babies crying. It's really sad. My dog caught one. Sad.
was sitting in my LR reading late one night when I heard the most unearthly screaming. something had gotten eaten. don't know what to this day. we often have coyote sightings. thought it got a neighbor's cat, but they said their feral cats were ok (they trap, neuter/spay and release).
Load More Replies...Outdoorswoman. Was hiking and came across a man riding a cruiser fully in the nude. Like no pants, no shirt. Nothing. He saw me approach, hopped off his bike and scurried off the trail for a moment. He came back (still pantsless but now wearing a shirt) and took off back into the trail. I didn’t want to keep going but it was the only way I could go.
I doubt anyone with bad intentions goes around naked from the start. If they want to do bad stuff to you I'd think they want to look "normal" as much as possible. So imo, naked people pose less of a threat, they just want to be naked / feel the wind on their body. (Or they are doing naked stuff with someone else that is naked, tbut then they wouldn't ride a bike I think...)
My guess is that they either find it freeing or have a kink for it. To each their own I suppose.
Load More Replies...Not really out in the wild, but: I did pools in Phx, going up to cave creek, I consistently ran into lynx, bobcats, javelinas, and rattlesnakes. 2 lynx, sitting on the pool eq wall. Bobcats liked to wander around and slowly stare you down as they slowly amble away. A javelina pack where the old sow stood in front of me as the pack and little ones walked past. Rattlesnakes? Everywhere. Nests of them under houses or in the pool eq area. If you saw a straight stick, early in the morning, on the road.. it wasn't. It's a rattler.
There are no "true lynx" species that live in Arizona. Bobcats, yes (and the bobcat is a member of the lynx family), but there are no true lynxes that currently live in the continental United States. The Canadian lynx was reintroduced to an area in Colorado, but the population there is small (about 200) and is mostly constrained to one area (the San Juan Mountains.) So, tl;dr, OP didn't see "bobcats and lynx" while cleaning pools in Arizona, he only saw bobcats XD
Bobcats are a true lynx. Their scientific name is literally Lynx Rufus.
Load More Replies...I called an elk to camp. Was camping with my family in our luxury camp kit( I have 3 types of camp kit). This one has a blow up mattress. I blow it up with an accordion style raft pump. This pump makes what’s best described as an elk mating bugle. This is no cell service deep in the woods type of camping. It was also rut season. Sitting around the camp fire after wife daughter and dog went to bed, I heard a large creature about 50’ from me. Never saw it but the mass and noise makes me think I called an elk from across the valley. Another story Wife’s sister and boy friend flew into town and they wanted to go camping. Was driving down a very rough road quickly (vehicle is modified and I enjoy off-roading) to an awesome campsite that has a bluff to sunrise and sunset with one road in and out. Again very deep in the woods. Everyone was falling asleep on the drive so nobody else saw. Driving down the road the largest cinnamon bear I’ve ever seen jumped in front of my 4runner ran 100 yards then ducked out. We were maybe 1/4 mile from where I planned to camp. Bear was the size of my 4runner from the windshield forward (guessing 1200+ lb). We did not camp where I planned. I’m comfortable with bear while I camp as they are usually 6-700 lb black bear and I have safe guards to fight that off. Not this bear, I could double my mace and guns and still wouldn’t mess with that guy.
Met a wild hog on a path one day. You know, leathery, angry, four-legged murder-tanks? I stopped, stayed completely still and silent, and it just looked at me, then went on. I had no gun on me. Didn't even have anything in the truck worth shooting at it. Went out there to do some fishing with naught but a .22 revolver for decapitating rattlesnakes. So glad it wasn't feeling murdery that day.
We've had a lot of trouble a few years ago with wild boar, here in Houston. They were attacking cats/dogs (sometimes eating them), running wild through subdivisions, destroying property, people couldn't go outside. They even tore up a state park. TX officials finally lifted the ban on killing them & instead had hunters using helicopters to herd them, then shoot them. They were too dangerous to hunt on foot. I think the state even paid them for the kills. We still have a problem with them, but not as bad. The herd had grown by like 10x after the ban. Now any that threaten people can be killed immediately, any that are found in heavily populated areas or being destructive, same thing. They caused millions of dollars in damages. But the meat isn't wasted. Hunters are allowed a certain amount & the rest is distributed to local food banks, shelters, etc. Wild boar are dangerous, destructive, aggressive and just plain mean.
Canoe river trip, one I’ve done many times before. On a 1.25 mile portage through woods. Only a few miles from a town with a motel-taxidermy as the main place to stay. Group of kids show up on trail out of the woods. See me and go back in. They moved silently through the forest. Deliverance vibes all around. Moped out of there.
I live in a more rural part of Germany so one night when I was riding my bike back home after I went swimming I encountered a wolf. I got rather scared so I just drove to a farm that I knew and waited there for my parents to come pick me up while I got a hot cocoa from the people there. I should maybe add that I was 15 at the time and knew the people at that farm because they're our closest neighbours (but still 2 or so km away from our farm)
Rabid wolves account for the vast majority of the (extremely few) cases of wolves attacking humans unprovoked. A human is actually in more danger of being attacked by a coyote or a dog than they are by a wolf XD
Yeah well we've had wolves back for only three years or so, give us a break :')
Load More Replies...When I was maybe 11 or 12 I did this survival camp out with the Boy Scouts where weed build our own shelter and sleep in it over night and I couldn’t stop sleep walking and waking up pretty far from the campsite this happened maybe 5 times that night some times it was just out side the shelter sometimes it was completely off site and it was really hard to find my way back
4am walking to my deer blind a female was screaming my name over and over, the closest house is a good 10 miles in any direction,I’m not well known in that area,and there’s no way my dad not only knew which spot I was hunting that day nor woke my mother(the complete opposite of a light sleeper and morning person) to beat me to my spot and beat me back with a cold car
I mean its like. Um, Well. Ummm. Lets see here. yeah, its a mess.
Load More Replies...Doing geologic mapping. Mountain building area, lots of fractured rock, fault lines, a little technical climbing. Ankle breaker territory, and I had already broken one and was hiking/climbing in a splint. Mid June, hot, and snakes are active. We averaged 8 Western Diamondback encounters a day. Got pretty blase about it. Hear it start to rattle, stop moving until you locate it, detour around. Fine. So, we are crossing a fractured section with a bunch of vertical crevasses splitting it, some inches wide, some feet wide, but you could step over or jump across all the gaps at some point. So, I step over a six inch split, hear the rattle start. Everyone stops moving and looks around. Can't spot the thing even though it is loud and close. Finally dawns on me, and I look down. There is a six foot rattler on a little shelf in the shade, in the crevice, right between my feet. You can jump ten feet from a standing start on a broken ankle with the right motivation!
Just before dawn, I was awoken from a deep sleep by my girlfriend in the wilderness of Canada (I had canoed and portaged for 8 hrs. the previous day and was exhausted). I started to speak and she shushed me and said, "listen". By then I had one eye open when she whispered, "there's a bear. licking. our. pots.". I was a little confused, since I thought I'd tied everything up in a tree, but, I did hear a soft, ... slurp ... slurp ... slurp. I was able to open both of my eyes by now and I looked at her and said, "those are little waves hitting the canoe". She was very relieved! When I asked, "how long were you listening"? ... Oh, about twenty minutes, I didn't want to wake you.
My first night at my grandparents' cabin in the woods of Maine, I thought I heard a woman being [unalived] across the lake. I had just never heard the call of a Loon before.
When my friends and I were fresh out of high school, we decided to make a paranormal investigation Youtube channel. One of our videos was gonna be us spending the night camping in a stretch of woods just outside a local park that everyone said was haunted. Turns out it wasn't haunted, there was just a very large and very unstable man living "off the grid" in a run down trailer. Guy chased us out of the woods while waving a shotgun and screaming that we were probably secret government spies coming to take him away. All of the "haunted" noises and sights people had reported in there were just this one crazy guy.
In high school, one time my friends and I went hiking in the woods to smoke a joint. We found this really cool tree at the top of a hill/mountain, which eventually became known as "The 4:20 Tree" since we would revisit it often. We even buried a makeshift time capsule there, which contained random things and a joint/matches for any of us to use if we ever came back to it as adults lol. Well, one time I was there with a couple friends, and we started hearing what I can only guess was a pan flute (or some other flute/wind instrument) coming from down the back of the hill/mountain. We followed the sound to a stream, which led to a cave. The music had faded to silence before we saw the cave, and we were all kinda freaked out and quickly headed back out of the woods to the car. I still think about it sometimes, wondering if it was real or if we were just reeeeeeally high and had some kind of shared hallucination, but I'm 99% sure it was real. We never did go in that cave.
My sister and I took my son (2yr) and her son 3(yr) on a small trail behind our subdivision. About 10 minutes into the trail, I almost tripped over a deceased person. Apparently it was a drug deal gone bad from the night before. Never have I ran so fast with 2 kids in my arms.
Not really wilderness but: I went exploring with me camera through a local woods. Adjacent to these woods were a set of train tracks that I knew about. I decided to be an idiot teenager for a moment and I found a small hole in the fence. I squeezed my a*s through the hole (scrapping my limbs in the process). I stepped between the tracks and looked around. As I grabbed my camera, I saw a light in the distance. I raised my camera and took a photo. I didn't think about what they light was, until I heard the tracks shaking. I practically shìť myself, as I realized that I was about 45 seconds from being turned into red mulch. I quickly scrambled away and waited for my heart to come back to an average speed. I have learned one thing from the experience: don't go on the train tracks at 3:00 PM.
I have survived with surprisingly few problems in nature. Perhaps the worst was when I was picking blueberries and mushrooms. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my hand, then in my neck and face, and I realized that I had stepped too close to the nest of ground wasps. I've never run so fast in my life. Although I'm not allergic, I got many wasp stings on my face and neck. It was a twenty minute walk back to the car and a forty five minute drive back to civilization. Made me think a little about my own mortality. While swimming I encountered a snake but I stayed as still as I could and the snake just swam past me.
My buddies and I were playing Pokémon Go in a park here. Was walking, trailing behind my buddies, playing on my phone, when my entire brain and nervous system shouted at me "LOOK UP". As soon as my eyes came off my phone, there was a massive female black widow on a plastic kid's basketball hoop setup. I immediately stopped about 2 feet away and got in a big circle around it. When I felt safe, I looked at it. The girl must have been around 5 inches long, not including the whole of the legs. I was lucky, because I had my flip-flops on. My buddy actually made a Snapchat on it. "My friend almost DIED tonight. Look at this f****r! It's massive!" Then it twitched she gave a startled squeal, and that was the end of that video lol the thing was absolutely beautiful though. Textbook example of it, bright red hourglass and everything.
If you 'Google', "size of black widow spider", the answer is 1/2 inch (12mm).
Load More Replies...I was at a cabin when I was about 7 and was walking up a steep hill, looking down so i wouldn’t trip. When I got to the top, I looked up and there was a massive moose so close I almost could have reached out to touch it. I backed away slowly then ran fast once I could. From the safety of the porch, I watched her baby join her not 10 minutes later.
Doing geologic mapping. Mountain building area, lots of fractured rock, fault lines, a little technical climbing. Ankle breaker territory, and I had already broken one and was hiking/climbing in a splint. Mid June, hot, and snakes are active. We averaged 8 Western Diamondback encounters a day. Got pretty blase about it. Hear it start to rattle, stop moving until you locate it, detour around. Fine. So, we are crossing a fractured section with a bunch of vertical crevasses splitting it, some inches wide, some feet wide, but you could step over or jump across all the gaps at some point. So, I step over a six inch split, hear the rattle start. Everyone stops moving and looks around. Can't spot the thing even though it is loud and close. Finally dawns on me, and I look down. There is a six foot rattler on a little shelf in the shade, in the crevice, right between my feet. You can jump ten feet from a standing start on a broken ankle with the right motivation!
Just before dawn, I was awoken from a deep sleep by my girlfriend in the wilderness of Canada (I had canoed and portaged for 8 hrs. the previous day and was exhausted). I started to speak and she shushed me and said, "listen". By then I had one eye open when she whispered, "there's a bear. licking. our. pots.". I was a little confused, since I thought I'd tied everything up in a tree, but, I did hear a soft, ... slurp ... slurp ... slurp. I was able to open both of my eyes by now and I looked at her and said, "those are little waves hitting the canoe". She was very relieved! When I asked, "how long were you listening"? ... Oh, about twenty minutes, I didn't want to wake you.
My first night at my grandparents' cabin in the woods of Maine, I thought I heard a woman being [unalived] across the lake. I had just never heard the call of a Loon before.
When my friends and I were fresh out of high school, we decided to make a paranormal investigation Youtube channel. One of our videos was gonna be us spending the night camping in a stretch of woods just outside a local park that everyone said was haunted. Turns out it wasn't haunted, there was just a very large and very unstable man living "off the grid" in a run down trailer. Guy chased us out of the woods while waving a shotgun and screaming that we were probably secret government spies coming to take him away. All of the "haunted" noises and sights people had reported in there were just this one crazy guy.
In high school, one time my friends and I went hiking in the woods to smoke a joint. We found this really cool tree at the top of a hill/mountain, which eventually became known as "The 4:20 Tree" since we would revisit it often. We even buried a makeshift time capsule there, which contained random things and a joint/matches for any of us to use if we ever came back to it as adults lol. Well, one time I was there with a couple friends, and we started hearing what I can only guess was a pan flute (or some other flute/wind instrument) coming from down the back of the hill/mountain. We followed the sound to a stream, which led to a cave. The music had faded to silence before we saw the cave, and we were all kinda freaked out and quickly headed back out of the woods to the car. I still think about it sometimes, wondering if it was real or if we were just reeeeeeally high and had some kind of shared hallucination, but I'm 99% sure it was real. We never did go in that cave.
My sister and I took my son (2yr) and her son 3(yr) on a small trail behind our subdivision. About 10 minutes into the trail, I almost tripped over a deceased person. Apparently it was a drug deal gone bad from the night before. Never have I ran so fast with 2 kids in my arms.
Not really wilderness but: I went exploring with me camera through a local woods. Adjacent to these woods were a set of train tracks that I knew about. I decided to be an idiot teenager for a moment and I found a small hole in the fence. I squeezed my a*s through the hole (scrapping my limbs in the process). I stepped between the tracks and looked around. As I grabbed my camera, I saw a light in the distance. I raised my camera and took a photo. I didn't think about what they light was, until I heard the tracks shaking. I practically shìť myself, as I realized that I was about 45 seconds from being turned into red mulch. I quickly scrambled away and waited for my heart to come back to an average speed. I have learned one thing from the experience: don't go on the train tracks at 3:00 PM.
I have survived with surprisingly few problems in nature. Perhaps the worst was when I was picking blueberries and mushrooms. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my hand, then in my neck and face, and I realized that I had stepped too close to the nest of ground wasps. I've never run so fast in my life. Although I'm not allergic, I got many wasp stings on my face and neck. It was a twenty minute walk back to the car and a forty five minute drive back to civilization. Made me think a little about my own mortality. While swimming I encountered a snake but I stayed as still as I could and the snake just swam past me.
My buddies and I were playing Pokémon Go in a park here. Was walking, trailing behind my buddies, playing on my phone, when my entire brain and nervous system shouted at me "LOOK UP". As soon as my eyes came off my phone, there was a massive female black widow on a plastic kid's basketball hoop setup. I immediately stopped about 2 feet away and got in a big circle around it. When I felt safe, I looked at it. The girl must have been around 5 inches long, not including the whole of the legs. I was lucky, because I had my flip-flops on. My buddy actually made a Snapchat on it. "My friend almost DIED tonight. Look at this f****r! It's massive!" Then it twitched she gave a startled squeal, and that was the end of that video lol the thing was absolutely beautiful though. Textbook example of it, bright red hourglass and everything.
If you 'Google', "size of black widow spider", the answer is 1/2 inch (12mm).
Load More Replies...I was at a cabin when I was about 7 and was walking up a steep hill, looking down so i wouldn’t trip. When I got to the top, I looked up and there was a massive moose so close I almost could have reached out to touch it. I backed away slowly then ran fast once I could. From the safety of the porch, I watched her baby join her not 10 minutes later.
