Have you ever seen anything creepy?

Not really out in the wood but I lived in a pretty rural area. One night I was taking the garbage out and I heard something out in the woods that scared tohe everling shit out of me.. Swear to god it sounded like a girl gettting murdered that changed into an owl or birdlike noise. That registered at a perfect 10 pucker factor.
 
Human instinct or intuition is amazing. I know that it is primal and that it is very useful. It's horrible how many people ignore these feelings when they have them.

I think it's neat.
 
The sound that made the hair stand up on the back of my neck was hearing the Mountain Lion growl near me in the dark of night for the first time.

Can also hear the Bobcats, Coyotes and Owls hunting at night here.

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Have you ever known anyone that can "sense" animals. I can be walking in the woods, back yard, creek, etc. and will stop on a dime when near a snake. I know it sounds odd but I can sense them before even seeing them. I told my current wife about this years ago when we first married. I think she thought I was nuts at first. We were hiking next to a stream soon after talking about this and I just stopped mid stride and put my arm out in front of her. Didn't see anything just FELT it. She stopped and asked what I was doing. Started looking around and discovered an adult water snake fully stretch out just baking in the sun within 12 inches of her foot. If I hadn't stopped her she would have stepped right on it and been bitten I'm sure. Not a venomous snake but still an unpleasant suprise. I've had several experiences like this over the years and people who know me make me go first while hiking. I'm not afraid of reptiles in the least bit. I have 9 pet snakes and have been keeping reptiles as pets for 20+ years. Maybe it is just being familiar with these animals and there behavior helps me spot environments favorable to find them in. I don't know what it is. I stopped a friend in high school years ago who was about to step on a copperhead. I knew he was horrified of snakes in general. Just asked him to stop and take a few steps back before pointing out the copperhead he was about to step on. Just popped into my head to do it and then I noticed the snake. I think we all have gifts, talents, skills or whatever you want to call them.
 
arrowhd: What I have about Snake sense, is more like a running joke in the family. Whenever I have the kids or the wife work or travel with me in the great outdoors and I warn them to watch out for snakes, it seems that I find the snake. LOL :D
 
Had a creepy experience back in 1988 in my fathers olive orchard, at the time there was a larger overgrown unkept orchard bordering ours with a pond on it. Anyway it was dusk and I had taken a walk with my German shepherd along a dirt road near the pond and was heading back to my truck when my dog stopped with the hair on his back standing straight up and his tail tucked staring off in the direction of the pond he froze I froze. I swear it felt like forever standing there watching the area my dog was focused on trying to focus in on what had him spooked. I was carrying my 12 gauge so I racked a round and stood my ground, the feeling that something was there and was coming was so strong I couldn't budge. We both stood there for what must have only been maybe 2 or 3 minutes until my dog relaxed a bit then we hauled ass out of there lol. It was weeks later when my brother, brother in-law and myself went to check out that area near the pond after they had heard my story, we found two patches of ground where it looked like something had either been dug up or buried, it wasnt on our land so we left well enough alone. Dam! I hate getting that "feeling" but I've learned to listen to it much like others have said.
 
lol. Not fond of my slithering friends?

:D

Worse the last time I said to watch for snakes and lifting a piece of bark with my boot to prove my point, there was a 6 foot black beside my toes. I lowered the bark slowly and with other forest litter covered the snake. I then worked around the snake with in 2 feet of the animal for better than an hour. Funny part was, he denned there for days in the bark house I made for it. I'd see him coming and going from his hunts.

I respect them like any other wild animal.

Where I think people get in trouble is confusing domesticated/pets with wild. Even the Humble Rabbit is different in the wild.

What I am not fond of is, the aggressive timber rattlers I have run into or while working under a truck being watched and that feeling of not being alone under there. :D
 
The sound that made the hair stand up on the back of my neck was hearing the Mountain Lion growl near me in the dark of night for the first time.

Can also hear the Bobcats, Coyotes and Owls hunting at night here.

[video=youtube;0cPg7_nyoBc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0cPg7_nyoBc[/video]

lol i played this and my cat and dog freaked out and started looking around!


About 7 years ago i was camping with my dad and a few friends. we all seemed to get the "chills" about the same time and our conversations stoped mid sentence. Then we heard, i kid you not a roar that sounded all-most EXACTLY like the t-rex in jerrastic park that coudent have been more then a half mile away! no one wanted to sleep there that night! the next morning the food that we had hung up away form camp was gone, even the rope was gone except a clean cut knot laying on the ground that was tied to the bag.:eek:
 
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Don't have any creepy woods stories luckily.

However, I am currently enrolled at one of the most haunted military academies in the country. There's been a few kids who have killed themselves over the years and ALOT of ghost stories. I don't like to leave my room after 00:00(midnight). Maybe I've seen one too many horror movies but, if go out my room during lights out "the fear" just gets stronger and stronger until eventually i'm running back to my room after I've finished using the latrine. Personally nothing has happened to me but the fear is still there.
 
Never been creeped out in the woods. Had the "something is out there" feeling plenty of times, because something IS always out there. That's normal.
I've freaked out in the woods after falling into a sinkhole doing nighttime land nav in a swamp, and getting covered in slimy moss that I was convinced was a nest of water moccasins that I'd brought out of the hole with me. For a minute there, I acted like someone...covered in water moccasins. Fortunately, there were no witnesses!

I've been creeped out at home once.
I was about 18, and living with my parents, who were out of town. Our floors creaked. Everything was quiet, and I was in bed reading. I clearly heard footsteps come out of my parents' bedroom, and slowly climb the stairs. The third step from the top always creaked worse than the rest. I heard it, and then two more lighter creaks. Whoever it was was now standing at the closed door at the top of the stairs, directly across from my open bedroom door, which was in turn lined up with the side of the bed I was on. Meanwhile, I'd become very apprehensive about whoever was walking around our house, and had pulled my Ruger Mini-14 out from under the bed, pointing it at the closed door. I waited, and listened. Nothing. I had become unexplainably frightened, and was tempted to pop a few rounds through the door, but figured with my luck it would somehow turn out to be my dad(who was several hundred miles away). So I got out of bed, walked over to the door with the Ruger pointed at it with my right hand, and slung the door open with my left, jumping back and almost pulling the trigger in reflex when I did. Nothing. Nobody.
I have never had much fear in me, but that night I was afraid. My parents said they never heard strange footsteps, and thought I'd bumped my head, or let my imagination get the better of me, but I heard those steps, heard that stair creak, felt that unexplained fear.
Surprisingly, I never had trouble sleeping in that house, afterwards. I just made sure that door was shut.
 
Twice in my life I have been totally "creeped out" in the woods. The first time was during my High School years when I was hiking with some friends in the Santa Cruz mountains. We were just bushwhacking our way up the side of a small valley, off the trail when we ran into a small but well used trail that led off deeper into the woods. We decided to follow it just for the hell of it and after about 30 minutes of more it emerged out of the thick trees into a clearing of about an acre. Almost immediately we all had a bad feeling about this place, but pushed on in until it suddenly occurred to us that the plants in the clearing were all growing in neatly tended rows and that they were nearly mature, 5 foot tall specimens of the cannabis family. This being 1978 and we being knuckleheads we began to congratulate ourselves on how rich we had all just become and how we going to be the party kings of the next decade. Just when our celebration was reaching it's peak, a lone figure dressed all in black stood up from the middle of the pot patch and pointed his crossbow right at us. He never said a word, he just shook his head, "no" and then gestured with the crossbow for us to turn around and get the hell out of there. We didn't have to not be told twice. We turned around and booked it down the trail. In spite of a lot of tough talk about going back for a secret night-time harvest operation, none of us ever did.
 
I was hiking in the woods behind my parent's house when I was about 10 and came across something so scary and terrible that I literally don't even remember running home to tell my dad that I saw a bunch of 'dead babies' hanging in the trees down in the woods. I was a pretty trustworthy kid so he grabbed a gun and knife and made me take him there immediately. Well, it turned out that the 'hanging babies' were actually freshly skinned raccoons. That was about 30-years ago and I remember it like it was yesterday. Makes you wonder about eye witnesses in shocking and scary situations.
 
This summer i was working at a bible camp as a lawn maintenance person, and i was working in a small clearing in a forest area where we have bonfires, where i was spreading sand. Then i went to take a leak right next to the fence that borders the land we rent from the national guard, and halfway through relieving myself i heard a twig snap, just like someone had stepped on it, so i got the super heightened awareness, walked calmly out of the clearing, and got on my knees to pray. After praying i got back to spreading sand but still felt uneasy, so i went back to the main part of camp to find something else to do.

A couple of days later i was working with the other guy who helps with lawn maintenance, who i had always gotten along with, and we were clearing small shrubs around the fire area, and he kept acting all lazy while i was practicaly working myself to death (which is unusual) and by the end of the day we both realized that it was definitely some spiritual warfare or a demonic spirit that was affecting us, which is not uncommon at the camp that i work at, (the year before, on the exact same week, there had been some other spiritual warfare that had gone on at camp that was serious also).

So i am really fascinated with spiritual warfare and strange things that happen, and I've enjoyed reading this thread.
 
One time a few years ago my wife and I were out hiking in the woods. We were on a trail and she turned and said she feels like we were being watched...she said this a split second before I was about to say the same thing! Ok, time to go. Neither one of us have ever felt that before or since.

Another time I was out alone with my dog for a walk in the woods. We would go to this woods every day so we knew the woods well. After a little bit on a familiar trail my dog stopped, his hair stood up from end to end to form a nice mohawk, and he dug in solid and could not be moved. He just stood there and stared. Hmmm, kinda odd I thought. Then he turned and bolted to head back the way we came, but stopped to stay with me. He seemed conflicted about running for safety and abandoning me, so he came back to my side. I started to head back the way we came, as we went he would spin around and bark loudly, walk a little more then spin and bark. Then next day we went back and all was back to normal...kinda weird I guess.
 
More like…”oh, crap” as we made a wrong turn in a very convoluted city the size of LA…we were bunched up in a cul-de-sac and these guys weren’t too happy at our intrusion. The drive team got me to pucker up a just a little :D

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Canoeing down a secluded river in the middle of know wheres , we find pig carcasses hanging off a bridge. That was a little creepy. Im guessing the carcasses were there , so that maggots would fall in the water thus making an automatic fish feeder.

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In this photo , you can see disturbance in the water from fish eating the maggots.
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My wife and I did some Civil War re-enacting for awhile. One time in Gettysburg we went to look in a gift shop near the main square in town. Two women ran it.

The second I walked in the door, I got this really weird feeling and smelled that "medical" smell, like the smell in the doctor's office that scared the shit out of me as a kid. The next thing, I come out with "Was this ever a drug store or anything like that?" (The impression I had was unmistakable.) The two gals denied that evasively. I said "Well, something happened here medically related, right? Ever have any weird things happen?"

They finally admitted to things being rearranged on shelves during the time when the store was closed at night, and that it had been a field hospital during the war.

The rest of the weekend there, we poked around at night in areas where you were allowed around the battlefields, but never got another feeling like I had in that store.

Like The Shining, I think when something traumatic happens traces really do get left behind. Got "the shine" to it!

Rich
 
Canoeing down a secluded river in the middle of know wheres , we find pig carcasses hanging off a bridge. That was a little creepy. Im guessing the carcasses were there , so that maggots would fall in the water thus making an automatic fish feeder.

That must have smelled wonderful;)

I found a pig floating down the Missouri River once...you could smell it from 1/4 mile away.

Where was that? somewhere in Missouri?
 
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