Creepy Tales from the Bush.

[Tostig]

Coyotephysics- lol More than once unexpected night sprinklers have made me do a little dance.


I told my girl this story the other night , brings back fond memories.


One winter night say 20 years ago , if not a little more , myself and a couple carloads of buddies went to this area not too far out of town right next to the San Joaquin river. Very woodsy and all that.

We walked down this slippery , muddy trail and onto this very dimly lit path to drink beer , hang out and all that ( I cant recall whose idea it was to go there ).
So we get to our spot , approx 1/4 mile from our cars parked quite uphill , mind you.. The drinking , smoking and talking ensues , of course someone starts telling a scary ghost story ( probably made up but its night time in the trees so it doesnt matter hehe ) and that lead to a few more stories, I remember it was really quiet because everyone was listening to whoever was telling their story.

CRASHHH!!

At first I though one of us threw a large rock into the far bushes , this crashing/branchy sound makes a few of us jump a little and the storyteller continues , CRASHH!!... silence... looks around at each other with brave grins and WTF faces , the CRASHH !!! again only this time much closer !

I do not know who ran first but someone did.

We were all in a little clearing , the path was at most , two people wide. Suddenly 8-9 guys are running down this little trail , at night , in the winter , most pushing the person in front of them to go faster.

By the way the crashing sound ? Is still happening and now following us.

We get to the hill we have to climb to get back to our cars and instead of going to the trail we decide to make our own.

Now I've always been a hefty dude but when I need to I can sprint with the best of them !
I'm running up this slippery hill, in my peripheral I can see others doing the same , I slip , we all slip.. The hill is wet from rain and is grassy/muddy , no tractor on earth coulda went up this hill , were slipping and grapplin for branches...
I actually made good progress until not one but two ! of my friends grab my legs and climb over me to get ahead , by this time I'm laughing my ass off as are some of the others.

By time we all get up top we are sweaty , wet , dirty , muddy , nervous , laughing.. Our tormenter is not seen or heard.

I do not know what it was. It could have been a dog or a racoon , at that time it was Sasquatch , Jason Vorhees and a werewolf all rolled into one as far as we were concerned.

Those were good times. I miss many of those friends.


Tostig

 

[nomad211]

Last time I got creeped out was last fall on an overnighter w/my son & learned that the mountains near the N.C./Tenn. border are full of coyotes, After dark there must have been 20 or mire & they cut loose howling. My Doberman's hair is standing up all down her back, my son is freaked, & I was desperately wishing that I had brought my Glock 10mm or even a shotgun instead of the dinky little .38 loaded with snake shot, LOL.

Worst time was back in the Dark Ages, I spent some time as a Deputy for a rural Sheriff's Dept.in the western N.C. area. An old mountain lady called 911 in the middle of the night to report a prowler. When I finally found her house, waaaaaay up in the sticks, she was clearly frightened, stating that "a bear or something" was making noises in the woods behind her house. I asked her to step back inside, lock the door, & wait til I checked around.

When I got to the wooded area she mentioned, I got the creeps like never before. SOMETHING was in those woods, waiting for me to come closer ! ! !
Can't explain it, but I KNEW it with every fiber of my being. Whatever it was, it wasn't afraid, it was watching me & waiting for me to come to it. Only time in my life that I've ever felt like something's prey.

Went back to the house, convinced the lady to leave & spend the rest of the night with relatives, & I got the heck outta there as fast as possible ! !

I kept telling myself that it was silly, I was trained, armed, & had no reason to act like a frightened child . . . . but I just knew in my heart that I would have never have come out of those woods alive.