Weirdest thing thats happend to you while out.

I've seen several references to this "radio noise" and this is the way it was explained to me.

Our brains have become unaccustomed to quiet so that when there is a combination of noises (wind in the trees, stream water etc...) our brain tries to make some sense of it and identifies it as something that we know. The human brain despises randomness and tries to put the noise into a context it can deal with. I was alone for several days near a small stream and I swear that I kept hearing Led Zeppelin's Kashmir as though it were being played very quietly a distance away.

It's the auditory equivalent of an optical illusion. A similar thing happens in sensory deprivation chambers...the brain makes up noises and images that aren't there just to keep itself busy. Has anybody ever tried pressing lightly on their eyelids with their eyes closed and colorful images start to sort of float past? A lot of people swear that they see faces. Here's another one: people who hear voices coming out of the white noise from a TV or radio on static.

The brain is a pretty cool thing. It's a shame that we don't have the brains to fully understand it, yet. LOL

My weirdest experience was drawing down on a curious deer. I woke up to find a pair of glowing eyes about a foot from my face. I was startled and drew a .357 from under my "pillow". We just sort of stared at eachother...could have been five seconds, could have been five minutes. Then he wandered away.

Boy, that whole "drew my .357" bit sounded rather like something you might hear from some of the Wanna-be Warriors you find on other forums. Let me rewrite it in that style: With the swiftness born of years of combat, I woke swiftly, silently and finding myself centimeters away from a steely-eyed killing machine, then with the catlike reflexes instilled in me by my six weeks of ninja correspondence courses, I drew my Delta Force issued .666 MAGNUM and prepared to unleash hell.

Sorry, couldn't resist poking fun at myself. I hope nobody was offended.
 
I have many many weird stories, but this is a not so weird one - I was driving on the highway when I saw three naked guys with tied up Rasta hair covered in some kind of white powder walking on the middle road line - in nowhere land... They didn’t really look like people, they looked like ghost aliens... I was like :eek:
 
I have many many weird stories, but this is a not so weird one - I was driving on the highway when I saw three naked guys with tied up Rasta hair covered in some kind of white powder walking on the middle road line - in nowhere land... They didn’t really look like people, they looked like ghost aliens... I was like :eek:

Did you offer them a ride, or money, or CLOTHES??:D
 
Fonly,

It is possible that it was you "playing a radio" with your dental work. I've been way back in the woods and was sure I could hear sirens or car alarms at various times, generally just at the periphery of my hearing.

-- FLIX
Yeah i've heard about this dental radio thing. Mythbusters did a segment on this. Lucille Ball claimed this dental radio happened to her, she talked about it on the tonight show back in the 60's. No i'm not that old, i have no pre-conception memories! lol! They showed the footage on Mythbusters.

Also someone here mentioned that the brain tends to try to organize random things into coherent rational patterns. Its human nature to try and make sense of things and assign patterns and coherency to the universe.
 
I love all this kooky stuff. I'm mostly a sceptic but i also don't claim to be an expert on plausibility/implausibility of any unusual nature/outdoor phenomenon. I try to balance my scepticism with openmindedness. For me primarily this is just plain old fun to read about!

My grandmother was a WWI warbride. She was from a very small community on the Isle of Mann in the British isles. She came to live with my grandfather in a very small community in eastern Canada just after the war. She believed in a lot of the celtic spirits, faeries, wood spirits and trolls and whatnot. When i was a very small (kindergarten aged) she had me convinced there was a troll living under the wooden bridge near her house.lol.
 
Thats interesting about how the mind strews things together, but thats one of the things I liked most walking, hearing the birds chattering, The odd twig break and chatch you attention. But this was just weird, never had anything other than that happen to me.

Great stories by the guys.
 
One time I was hiking in the woods listening to my radio, when I hear someone walking towards me. Wanting privacy, I stayed ahead of them, and to the left, but they kept following me, finally they left and I could listen to my radio in peace.:D
 
Some neat stories. I'm not one to believe in a lot of hokum either. But one thing did happen years ago that brought the theme from Twilight Zone to mind.

My father died in 1989 while loading his truck with empty chemical drums. Simple coronary, nothing mystical. After the funeral, my brother used his truck to tow a trailer loaded with tools back to his home in Houston.

Later that month, my Mother and I flew to Houston to visit, and drove the truck back to my home near Little Rock. Hour upon hour, mile upon mile we drove, usually at 75 MPH or more.

When we finally arrived at my home, I decided to take the truck on down the highway to the local store and gas it up.

Halfway there, I had a sudden urge to "water my mule", and being a country boy, turned off onto a timber access road, just out of sight of the highway.

I parked, got out and walked a few feet away, and just as I opened the "barn door", the truck behind me fell flat on the ground. The entire driver front A-arm had broken. Had this happened at 75 MPH...well...

Anyway, I like to think Dad was watching out for his wife and son on that trip.

Codger
 
My pucker moment for 06' was opening day of grouse hunting.

My dog Radar locks up on his first strong point of the season, I ready myself with the 20ga., and say, "Get It" to Radar so he jumps into the bush and the trees start moving around and I'm waiting for the bird but instead Radar and a black bear come rolling out of the woods way to close for comfort after that it was all a flash, I shot my gun in the air called my dog, reached out and grabbed his collar, told you it was close, and the bear ran the other way.
I decided to cut that trip a little short and didn't take Radar back out till all the leaves fell.

Helle
 
Another time my buddy Ed said that he was visiting this guy, and the guys dog was acting strangely, like it was walking hump backed or something. So Ed goes over and takes a good look at the dog, then proceeded to pull a good sized piece of stick out of the dogs ass.

Ed also had a little monkey years ago. One time the monkey ran up the side of Eds brother and started to screw his ear! His brother smacked the damn thing off and the monkey hid. The next time that Eds brother came over, the monkey shot over to his brother like a lightening bolt and bit him but good on his face. True stories.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I'm sorry but a guy named Ed with an ear humping little monkey and he pulls sticks out of dog's ass's.....too funny!
 
Last march, me and three of my friends when camping up in northern Ontario, it was a fun, pretty normal trip, but for the whole first night we herd wolves ALL night long. It wasn’t scary as they were on the other side a small lake, but on the second night we awoke in the middle of the night to here a lot of dog barking right outside of the tent in the middle of our camp. We all jumped up scared as hell, grabbed the first knives we found (“just in case”), and sent our buddy Chris just out side of the tent to grab a long walking stick we had put out there. As soon as he poked his head out of the tent he was greeted by the most friendly dog we had even seen, it was some kind of lab and just loved us. It was obviously used to people so, we had a pet at the camp for a few days until its owner found it.
 
Weirdest thing to happen to me, was about 5 or 6 years ago, i was out hiking. I decided to go off the trails(really dumb). i was hiking along and we start to think about what happens if we get lost. kept walking on, thinking very little about what would happen if i get lost, till.........i get lost. i stop and listen, i can hear children playing in water. so i call out to the kids, and they say nothing back. i can hear them talking, so i call out again. they still dont replay back. kinda getting mad that these kids are messin with me. I call out one last time, and i can still hear them, but they dont respond to me. i keep heading towards them, and i finaly come to a river. but no kids? no kids anywhere in sight. but it did lead me to the river, that i new would take me back to camp. that was weird, i was so positive there where kids in the water playing, but they did get me un-lost.
 
Last march, me and three of my friends when camping up in northern Ontario, it was a fun, pretty normal trip, but for the whole first night we herd wolves ALL night long. It wasn’t scary as they were on the other side a small lake, but on the second night we awoke in the middle of the night to here a lot of dog barking right outside of the tent in the middle of our camp. We all jumped up scared as hell, grabbed the first knives we found (“just in case”), and sent our buddy Chris just out side of the tent to grab a long walking stick we had put out there. As soon as he poked his head out of the tent he was greeted by the most friendly dog we had even seen, it was some kind of lab and just loved us. It was obviously used to people so, we had a pet at the camp for a few days until its owner found it.

That was a great trip man. and those wolves were all around us, at least 3 different packs. but yeah, all of use at the same time waking up to barking right outside are tent, that was scary. i dont remember chris getting a walking stick, i thought he grabbed the axe, and was ready to go viking style on some wolf A$$.
 
Weirdest thing to happen to me, was about 5 or 6 years ago, i was out hiking. I decided to go off the trails(really dumb). i was hiking along and we start to think about what happens if we get lost. kept walking on, thinking very little about what would happen if i get lost, till.........i get lost. i stop and listen, i can hear children playing in water. so i call out to the kids, and they say nothing back. i can hear them talking, so i call out again. they still dont replay back. kinda getting mad that these kids are messin with me. I call out one last time, and i can still hear them, but they dont respond to me. i keep heading towards them, and i finaly come to a river. but no kids? no kids anywhere in sight. but it did lead me to the river, that i new would take me back to camp. that was weird, i was so positive there where kids in the water playing, but they did get me un-lost.


Why is it at least to me that having them be childrens voices somehow makes it a little creepier. I have had similar experiences in the woods where i swear i hear someone just ahead but they arent there.

Sometimes I have found people, farhter away than I expected them to be by the sounds of their voices.

Sound travels very strangeley around water and rocks, I have to wonder if there werent kids somwhere distant with their sounds being carried by the water.
 
I've seen several references to this "radio noise" and this is the way it was explained to me.

Our brains have become unaccustomed to quiet so that when there is a combination of noises (wind in the trees, stream water etc...) our brain tries to make some sense of it and identifies it as something that we know. The human brain despises randomness and tries to put the noise into a context it can deal with. I was alone for several days near a small stream and I swear that I kept hearing Led Zeppelin's Kashmir as though it were being played very quietly a distance away.

This is only tangentaly related, but you reminded me of it. I was ice fishing with some buddies once in an extremely isolated lake. The lake was almost a perfect circle, fairly small and deep and ringed with dense evergreens. There was about a foot of soft snow on the lake and a slow, thick snowfall was coming down. It was so quiet there that I could hear a hum (ya I know :D ) in my head. Like an electric....weeeeeeeeeee...sound. Never before or since have I been in a perfect acoustic sound absorbing setting such as that. Even in the remote bush you still hear a breeze, tree branches groaning, birds etc. This was an extremely unusual and unique experience for me.
 
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I'm sorry but a guy named Ed with an ear humping little monkey and he pulls sticks out of dog's ass's.....too funny!

Actually I used to call him Crazy Ed. We hung out for years and did a LOT of wild crap together.
 
WAHHHH ...ear humping monkey.....ahhhhhhh.......sticks out of.....ahhhh hhaaaahaaa.....this is way too much ...I'm in tears....Bwhahahahahaa
 
When I was about 8 or 9 I was hiking with my mom near her hometown in VT. At this time the official position on mountain lions in new england was that there hadn't been any for 100 years. My mom has always maintained that she would see them once in a while as a kid, but that no one would believe her. We turned a corner and up trail about 30 feet was a beautiful cougar. We didn't surprise it, it heard/smelled us coming because it was slinkling off the trail. It was so quiet even through brush and fallen leaves, it was like a ghost. There have been more sightings in the last few years, and I think a few have been hit on the highways. It made the hair stand up on the back of my neck.
 
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