Share your scary wildy experinces

Several years ago my wife and I were sound asleep in a tent in Glacier National Park when something really smacked the top of my head through the tent wall. :eek: I just about blew through the side of my tent thinking a bear was out there. After at least a half-hour my heart stopped redlining, and with no sign of any further commotion, we settled back into the tent, though it was some time before I could fall asleep.
The next morning I could see that a small game trail went right past the end of our tent where my head was. Either a rabbit or a fox came booking down the trail, lost it's footing in the loose pine needles, and crashed right into the end of the tent. You could see the whole story in the messed up pine needles. :D
It's funny now but at the time I've never been so freaked out. Especially camping in a park that has regular posted signs telling you that people have been grievously injured by bears in that location.
 
This summer I was camping in the dunes at Bodega Bay, CA. About 10PM, we've just gone to bed, and I hear something padding around outside the tent, stepping on twigs, rustling leaves. I grab my flashlight, and unzip the window of the tent while turning on the light. As soon as the light comes on, I see a skunk about 8 feet away staring at me, over its shoulder! I'm afraid it is going to blast, so I click the light and lay down again. After a few seconds, I sat up and checked the status, but it had run away.

Later that night, the wind picked up and branches were falling from the surrounding trees. Scary night overall.
 
You would be surprised at what little things will freak you out. I remember that there was an old lady that lived in the woods behind the woods. People said she was a crazy witch. Many a hunter took off on the run after meeting her in the woods.
 
I was in Minnesota on White Bear lake. We were camping out on Mosquito Island. My buddies and I had been playing pranks on each other throughout the entire trip. There were four of us and we were staying in two different tents. Long story short, the two other guys caught a raccoon in a beach towel and tossed it on top of our tent. It was a nice night out so we didn't have a rain fly on the tent. The coon was so freaked out he tore the mesh on the top of our tent and fell through on top of us. We both completely freaked out and knocked the tent over in the process of trying to avoid the coon and get the door open. I'm happy to say that all involved, including the coon were unharmed. The coon got hit with both our backpacks and our sleeping bags but he seemed to wander off in fine condition.
 
Fishing in Northwest Ontario...

Shore lunch on a large rock on a wind swept point, with a beautiful view of the lake.. Sky like an inverted bowl of blue with a horizon stretching to forever..

Big Bill is bending over the skillet, cooking the filets, when he yells, falls over and starts rolling towards the water..

I jump over, grab him, and help him to his feet.

"Oil burn?" I ask..

"Nope.." he replies..

"Smoke?" "Nope."

"What?"

"Squatted down and caught a whiff of my own arse. Knocked my legs right out from under me..."

Now that's scary....:cool:
 
jlouis976 said:
I was in Minnesota on White Bear lake. We were camping out on Mosquito Island. My buddies and I had been playing pranks on each other throughout the entire trip. There were four of us and we were staying in two different tents. Long story short, the two other guys caught a raccoon in a beach towel and tossed it on top of our tent. It was a nice night out so we didn't have a rain fly on the tent. The coon was so freaked out he tore the mesh on the top of our tent and fell through on top of us. We both completely freaked out and knocked the tent over in the process of trying to avoid the coon and get the door open. I'm happy to say that all involved, including the coon were unharmed. The coon got hit with both our backpacks and our sleeping bags but he seemed to wander off in fine condition.
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The other two would NOT have escaped unharmed.
 
me and my fiance were out camping just a few weeks ago and we were just sitting around the campfire talking and we both hear something, and we both just thought it was an elk or deer at first, nope. about 30 seconds later a pack of coyotes just start howling like crazy, i jumped up and shined my flashlight in that direction and they were about 200 ft away! they didnt come any closer to us but it was still a little scary
 
comoha said:
Several years ago my wife and I were sound asleep in a tent in Glacier National Park when something really smacked the top of my head through the tent wall. :eek: I just about blew through the side of my tent thinking a bear was out there. After at least a half-hour my heart stopped redlining, and with no sign of any further commotion, we settled back into the tent, though it was some time before I could fall asleep.
The next morning I could see that a small game trail went right past the end of our tent where my head was. Either a rabbit or a fox came booking down the trail, lost it's footing in the loose pine needles, and crashed right into the end of the tent. You could see the whole story in the messed up pine needles. :D
It's funny now but at the time I've never been so freaked out. Especially camping in a park that has regular posted signs telling you that people have been grievously injured by bears in that location.
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This was very similar to my experience backcountry camping in Glacier many years ago. In order to get a permit you had to watch a video about what to do if attacked by griz or cougar. Freaked us out a bit, even when we knew full well that we were going into real wilderness. After a day of talking loud, singing songs and generally making our presence known, we got to the campsite. We cooked in the designated spot, set up camp in the other designated spot far, far away and did everything according to the book. It started raining so we hit the tent and passed the time smoking some weed I had brought along. After establishing a decent buzz and mellowing out we heard scratching noises right outside the tent. We couldn't see what it was from the tiny mesh windows and our minds started racing. The buzz soon turned to full on paranoia as we tried to think of what to do. I don't know what led us to unzip the tent door and peek out, but we did it and saw the beast making the "threatening" noises not five feet from the tent::eek:

a good-sized doe.:rolleyes:

She seemed to be interested in the spots where we took a leak. Seems they like the minerals in urine. Who knew?

We laughed a bit after the adrenaline subsided and we enjoyed a beautiful sunrise the next day.

Never did get back into grizzly country though.:o
 
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