30 Scary Deep Woods Exploration Stories

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[Music] [Applause] [Music] being lost in the woods is terrifying when you go out planning a camping trip or a hiking trip or something along those lines and end up not being where you thought you were supposed to be can definitely be creepy in these 10 tails people share their stories of being deep in the woods and running into things I didn't expect to see today joining me is creeks and Peaks please show her some love on her channel if you enjoy this her link is in the description and the pin comment below to give the story some context I need to state a few details about myself my name is Jay and I am 17 years old from the UK I had a close friend from the age of 13 to 16 he was my closest friend and we did everything together his name was John we were both massively into wilderness survival so we planned a trip to Scotland to spend a week alone in the forest to get a real survival experience we were both really excited and invested in all the equipment needed to bring with us as our parents wouldn't let us go that the correct safety measures to give a brief idea of what we took here's a list of the main items we took a tent a small combat knife each a camping stove rations and miscellaneous items such as rope blankets etc after a long dull 10-hour car journey we eventually admitted to the edge of the forest we were sent to venture in my heart raised with excitement as I starved to get into the forest ahead it was a lush green with flowers scattered around the floor it was everything I imagined a more we loved our rucksacks onto their backs and started the long walk to where we planned a camp it was a good eight mile hike to get to the lock where we planned to camp near I believe it was caused Locke and rye or something along those lines so we were ready for a three to four-hour walk this didn't faze me at all as I was excited that I'd finally get to camp in the wild as where I live there weren't really any places that you can camp away from other people John was equally as happy as I was with a wide smile across his face after about an hour of walking we stopped to take a break and had something to eat and drink we were sat on a large rock in the middle of a clearing in the woods surprisingly it was a nice day and the Sun was shining through the trees on to us as we ate we noticed a deer carcass about 20 feet away upon closer inspection we found that it was pretty fresh a day or two old at most and the way had died was definitely not natural a large deep gash ran across his neck and his hooves had been cut off as well as his eyes being removed leaving deep empty sockets with flies buzzing in and out me and John were curious or what it truly happened but just guess it was some messed up kids or something as we were only an hour deep into the forest after that encounter we moved on and completely forgot about it after another three hours of walking we arrived to Locke it was a beautiful clear body of water with large fish swimming around we found a flat patch of land and I proceeded to set up the tent to our camp as the night was drawing close after about half an hour we had camp set up and a fire made after a quick meal we went straight to bed as we were exhausted from the walk for the first few days nothing suspicious happened we just built shelters and hunted to our hearts content but on the fourth night I left the camp to take a pee after walking a good 50 meters away I stopped to pee when I looked up I was horrified to see another deer exactly the same as the other one that me and John have found on the way here I shrieked and ran back to our camp my heart was racing as I thought of all the reasons why it could have been there and that close to our camp what was happening what if whoever did that finds us will we suffer a similar fate I returned to find John putting the fire out as he was about to get into the tent I caught my breath and John asked what was up I grabbed him and jumped into the tent what are you doing John said in his usual loud voice I hushed him and explained about the deer he laughed and brushed it off as a joke thinking that I was trying to scare him I tried telling him that I wasn't joking but he just laughed and said prove it there was no change in how that I was going back in that direction as John reached for the zipper on the tent a faint chanting started in West have been in the distance but it was enough to spook us both we both grabbed for our little combat knives and clutched them as if it would bring us safety a chanting grew louder and louder and we decided that we needed to get the hell out of there we grabbed her smaller and she rucksacks and unzipped the 10th floor to our horror that was around 4 o'clock figure just 15 feet away from us we both froze in horror for a moment and so one of the figures started to move forward we freaked out and bolted away but there was one more of those figures on the other side of our tent we dashed through the two of smaller ones they tried to reveal that they were wielding jagged knives this sight made my heart sink and I pushed my leg as hard as I could the next time we looked back we finally lost them my heart was racing what kind of sick people would do that well there's some kind of sick joke I was glad that I escaped with my life as I know that I am NOT the strongest runner John looked at me with fear still in his eyes and asked what the hell just happened I couldn't reply as I was so exhausted from running we spent the rest of the night hiding up in a tree until the Sun rose then we immediately went back to the road and called to be picked up leaving all our gear behind we didn't report to the police as we thought they simply wouldn't believe us till this day I still wonder what those people were actually doing out there was a simply animal sacrifices horror worse and so now I haven't been able to share my story as I thought no one would believe me you to give some backstory to this I am currently a 23 year old male that has spent a substantial amount of time in the woods I hunt fish prefer swimming in likes to chlorine grew up in western Pennsylvania playing capture the flag and releasing the woods with the neighborhood kids before this story I have never felt uncomfortable nervous or like I wasn't the top of the food chain in the middle of 2015 I decided to take a girl I was saying - raccoon State Park in western Pennsylvania for a picnic we parked at the comp office and headed down the main Park Road towards the trails away from the lake we made our way up the trail road and I decided to head right at the fork up the gravel service road we get up to a trailhead that it was familiar with that I knew had a nice clearing with a few benches just a short hike back into the woods give or take a mile and a half when we got to the park benches we both mentioned it was kind of quiet I shrugged it off and opened up my back to start cooking as the grill heated up I was preparing the meat in wedges she started getting nervous she kept saying she did not like this part of the woods she wasn't comfortable etc I didn't notice anything I attributed this to the fact that she grew up in Miami and never really went into the woods as the kabobs are on the grill I start to hear movement in the woods assuming it was a rabbit or other small animal I started making jokes about her being afraid of a bunny as we are eating I start to feel very uneasy I told Kate that after we were done eating we should head back down towards the lake we begin to hear more us from farther down the trail she gets very nervous and start asking if we can go to the lake now I decide to head down the trail a little ways to show her nothing is wrong still assuming it was some small critter I head down the trail about a hundred yards and it's obvious that this part of the trail had not been recently used the further down the trail ago the more II start to feel something is weird the quiet mixed with the feeling of I am definitely not the top of the food chain freaked me out I get back to the benches and she tells me that she feels like she has been washed she insists on heading back down to the car she is unnerved to the point that the lake isn't an option I agree and back up to begin heading down on the way out we are moving quickly I still feel like I am prey and she is insisting that something is watching us as we get to the service road whatever was making the noise and the foliage was not only staying with us but was getting louder I am convinced whatever was making those noises hard to be large bigger than a man neither of us ever saw what was in the woods I am convinced whatever was in those woods was not any animal I have every herd in the woods of Pennsylvania and definitely was not human I to this day believer was being hunted by something and refused to return to that portion of the park you I live in Eastern Finland in a small city most of the cities here like openings are holes in a forest if you look death them down from the sky in the finnish folklore there are many stories of forest creatures and spirits that guarded the forest and lead people astray there are even stories of forest shrouding a person so that he or she gets lost in it for years that there is an upside-down world and that where all kinds of wondrous and scary ancients things live there are stories of a lot of people going into the forest shroud and making it out years later with odd stories to tell there's this birch forest near my home a black river streams through it and it floods in the spring I usually walk the dog in there because I think it's beautiful birch tree forests aren't that common over here and the trees are old some of them are huge old and full fungi and twisted sometimes I take the kids there too my daughter is very sensitive in a way from an early age she's been seeing and talking to imaginary things some of them which were odd for example my now dead grandmother my daughter she never met her but often talked about her one day when we were eating out for dinner she just stood up looked out the window and burst into tears and cried goodbye mama that was the end of the imaginary friend that we thought was my grandmother it's curious because I think my daughter kind of reminds me of her too one time during the day when we were walking among the birch woods my daughter said that that was somebody there a dead horse named Lata she told me that it was a very old horse and it lived there I laughed to her I'm just used to these kind of stories from her I smile shrug and laugh at them but there's always this weird undertone to them stories are fantastic and imaginative but eerily consistent like an unconscious hint of a Marie I think she's just a smart child with a good imagination but when she cries at night and I walk into the room I find her sleepwalking I'm pointing at an empty chair in the middle of the room with her tiny index finger it feels uncanny like there's something between the lines a couple of months ago it was a full moon and I was walking my dog at night I was going for a walk in the birch forest the moon painted the frost bluish as I approached the forest the birds trees rose and the frozen ground like these white upside-down runs and behind them just black with hints of more white sides on the trees it must have been like a hundred meters away when I heard something from the dark forest something heavy was moving around they're crashing away in the forest sometimes I've heard the rabbit scream in there when a Lynx or a fox gets them it's a rabbit scream like a small child when they're dying but this was something different well Wow borer maybe a moose the dog was also interested in the sounds its ears pointed upwards we walked closer to the white trees and the noises got louder we both stopped to look the dog didn't bark just pointed his nose towards the sound we were like 20 meters away from the tree line when the sound stopped for a while it was just quiet then it started again something started running in the forest near the tree line not from us but toward us it gives me chills just remembering this heavy amazingly fast steps I started to think it was a bipedal according to the sounds of made 20 to 30 meters in it it made only a couple of sounds in the pitch black in on uneven forest ground somehow it was making up so much ground without tripping or anything between the trunks and over fallen trees and bushes it's not a human being it's not a moose I remember thinking my dog's head accordingly turned to the movement and then it stopped right before us I felt the darkness staring at me and I stared back for sure I wasn't going in the forest with my dog but something dark was facing us just to the laugh of the path I was going to walk to enter the forest it was making sounds in front of us I started on my way back from the tree line still facing the woods and the sounds whatever was in there and was very interested in us but I didn't seem to want to come out of the forest I wasn't going to turn my back to it that's for sure my hands curled into fists the dog had his tail between his legs as we backed away the sounds continued I could hear them even from over 100 metres away it was then that I turned my back on it and started walking away I walked fast thinking all the possible forms of the darkness could have just been anything and maybe it was my imagination playing on me the terror I felt was real I rushed to my home and locked the door even my wife got nervous seeing me spooked like that I've been in the forest almost every night since then walking the dog and I've never seen anything or heard anything since but I've always been on alert since that night wondering if not knowing or what that was might be hazardous I've never seen or heard anything since that night and I've never heard or seen anything move so fast through the woods before but then I think about the dead horse my daughter said she saw I know little children see things but I also know their interpretations of things might be off they see more than us adults who have learned to see the world around us in a certain way but therefore lacking the ability to describe it maybe she didn't see a dead horse at all but something that she couldn't describe in any other way you I have had an unusual experience with my husband we have fished it alike for the past six years we live within a two-hour drive from Yosemite and this lake is surrounded with cattle pastures along one side with a dam and the other side of the lake is old fishing and camping areas this one day instead of going on the public side of the lake we hiked across the dam and set up our stop on the pasture across the lake this area is known for snakes so we carefully checked the trees and rocks and grass found it to be safe and kicked back to enjoy our day of fishing now people often hike to this area to fish and the property owners don't mind much so long as you pick up after yourself and don't start any fires a high-risk fire area due to drought and dry grass we were there for about an hour no high winds no boats in the water yet middle of the week during school time and about as quiet as a country lake can get I noticed at first a high-pitched buzzing like angry bees but metallic sounding my husband noticed it a few seconds later it started getting louder and we begun looking for a swarm of bees or other flying pests nothing there were no flies bees nothing was flying nothing just that buzzing noise the noise kept getting louder and louder but the few people on the other side of the lake weren't responding to it it was loud enough that we had a Xiao to each other to be heard the other people should have noticed it too and have been reacting to it we kept looking around even of the sky for a drone or a helicopter but that had clear cloud-free skies with no drone or helicopter activity either the buzzing got louder and we both put our hands over our ears at that point I noticed feeling of oppression weight fear basically my mind brain telling me to run like hell but being so scared I couldn't move my husband dropped to his knees as did I and I began crying I just remember hearing the buzzing and like my mind couldn't think of anything but the noise my husband later told me that he felt the same thing so here we were on our knees with our ears covered crying then the noise just locked off like it moved away when it stopped completely we grabbed our stuff and ran for the rest of the day we both suffered from ringing ears numbness in their faces and ears and tingling in our hands and feet like the we're asleep he took 24 hours for this to go away has anyone else experienced this phenomenon is this common we haven't heard of another case of this out there we even went back to the same spot several times and did never happened again a few years ago my friend let's call her Stacy wanted to go to her dad's vacation home it was a nice place there was a lot of wood earnest in the house was one of those classic wood pillars holding the thing up almost the entire front half was glass which was great because it really gave you this nice look of trees outside there were tons of neat things you could do out there you could go rock climbing have a nice evening stroll in the woods her dad even had a kit for making s'mores but that's not what I'm here to tell you guys about I went up there with Stacy and two of her friends I refer to them as Emma Ashleigh I was the only guy now please don't get the wrong idea just because I'm the one guy amongst a bunch of girls doesn't mean that I was going to try anything with them I am a homosexual male you can say that's how I met Stacy she had a lot of trouble with boyfriends anyway we got there and all of us searched the home it was as cool and as a nice as we thought it would be though we were something a little off something about the place felt heavy the woods were quiet which was weird because those were usually the first thing you could hear coming out here we shrugged it off and went swimming in the lake later on it was late afternoon and I was getting ready to head back when Stacy called me over when I got there I noticed that Emma was crying I asked her what was wrong but she was too upset to say anything Stacy told me that they were talking and laughing when Emma suddenly grew pale she remained frozen while Stacy was asking her what was wrong and as she she knew Emma and crying I thought this was strange Emma was the most outrageous girl in a group she constantly threw herself at me and rubbed her leg against me she teased me because she knew I didn't like it but seeing her so startled were frightening we headed back before it got too dark and settled Emma was now on the couch and with a blanket she had no emotion Stacy and I were talking while Ashley went outside for a smoke we were laughing about something when Emma suddenly spoke up did you see a crawling we were confused and asked her what she was on about it was crawling on the other side of the lake watching us I had no idea what she was talking about Ashley began yelling at for us to come out me and Stacy went but Emma stayed on the inside began to cry again when we left her Ashley was pointing off into the trees she looked spook I saw a man out there peeping up behind those trees he's watching me smoke Stacie got angry she's not the type of girl to get spooked easily there's a freaking pervert watching us she snapped and went back inside and came out with her dad's rifle she used to go shooting with him and she was a damn good aim we were only planning on scaring the guy away but if anything happened and that gun went do good for protection I'm not familiar with guns so I just walked beside her as she and Ashley went towards the bush we walked out for a while Ashley had a flashlight and Stacey had one of her guns we couldn't see anyone and we realized that we had gone too far I walked a bit ahead and turned to them we should go back I think we spooked him enough I didn't even notice them step back all of the color from their faces disappeared and when I saw Ashley start to tear up I didn't know what I was expecting when I turned around but when I did I really wish I didn't it was naked it had yellow eyes and they were deemed red at the corners his hair was almost completely gone his skin was white and scabby and its teeth dear God they were the most horrible thing I've ever seen on a person they were long and thin covered in dry blood Stacey fired at it and the thing bolted off I washed the thing and didn't even realize that the girls I started running I tried to catch up with the moving light in their cries it was hard for me and I eventually had to stop and catch my breath I lost the track but I was still terrified of running into that thing I was close to the lake and I hid under the dock the moon gave me enough light to see the water near my feet and it slightly illuminated the trees nearby a second later I heard a thud on top by this point I was cheering up I thought it was going to die the thing stalked back and forth and I could hear it sniffing hurriedly damn thing was trying to single me out there was a sound in the trees and then the thing instantly jumped off I watched it running off forwards towards the place and I didn't wait for it to come back and finish me I ran not even wanting to find the lights of the torches I just wanted to get to the house I knew the way back from the lake and I found it all the lights were off as soon as I ran to the door it flew open and Ashley pulled me in we are huddled in the far room we were all trying to keep as quiet as possible and listen to the thing stuck across the front porch we heard the knob Brad all few times but it was locked we didn't get any sleep that night minutes before the Sun came up we heard the front porch tire squeak and the weight of it quickly rise up again as the thing jumped off we waited until it was bright outside and gathered all of our things we hightailed it out of there when and there were no more trees we began to get further into town we finally spoke up I was sitting in the back with Stacey when she turned and asked me how did you get away what do you mean I asked I finally swallowed the lump in my throat that had been there all night when we were in the woods we saw it creeping behind you it was looking right at you it was watching you across the lake - and the hatted my stomach's that heavy was to think after me the whole time and that's why it followed me to the dock to this day I believe it was my gender which singled me out this thing wanted something that was rare to catch in a group mostly occupied by females I haven't been back there since and I don't plan on going back ever this story happened when I was around eight years old and even confirmed it with my mother recently a long time ago my grandfather built a wooden cabin into the woods so my family could spend some time with nature no electricity no running water not even toilets anyways since the only thing to do was play outside I explored the area a lot the only rule was that if I didn't see the cabin through the trees anymore I have to come back when this happened I was pretty experienced in navigating myself through the forest so I dared to break the rule and this time go as far as I was comfortable with I told myself that if I was doing this I'd walk in a straight line to be sure not to get lost even when I didn't see the cabin anymore so I started my little exploration and sure enough after a couple of minutes I couldn't see the cabin through the trees and continued forward some time passed and I noticed something in the distance a wooden fence at the time I was already pretty sure no one lived in that direction and even less so to our cabin so I went to check it out suddenly I heard a dog bark repeatedly when I reached the fence there were some little holes in them as most wooden fences do and I looked through it I could see a dark and short fur dog barking at me in a small house it was nothing impressive it really was just a regular small house with one floor and maybe an earth basement but I couldn't really tell my first reaction was to tell myself that someone built a house on our land illegally and thought they wouldn't get caught so I ran back home like if the house was going to disappear and found my mother in the front yard I spent a torture and told her everything and obviously she said there was no way someone could have built the house here without his knowing and thought I was joking or something but I insisted so much that she decided to ask my brother to follow me so I could show him the house and my previous fear got real the house had completely vanished I searched to finally see the wooden fence again it couldn't be that far since I went in a straight line but nothing my brother just got bored and told me we were going back and my mom told me we didn't find anything and the experience stopped there but a couple of years later I was talking to my father about the land and he told me we weren't the first to own it as there were other people living here long times ago in little houses that were on one or two old farms but nothing was left of them except Bruins I visited these ruins realized that at the time that is what I saw it was one of those small homes who were standing here long times ago lost in the middle of the woods so about three years ago when I was 17 I took my then-girlfriend during the day - a little-known wooded area with a beautiful waterfall near my house the place used to be a train yard in the late 1800s and still has tracks that crossed through the woods howbeit these tracks are completely covered by foliage at this point it's really quite an amazing and beautiful area that has spent a lot of my time exploring so I was completely at home in the woods while I loved the area it was the kind of place you are still careful at after dark it's now in a great neighborhood and a lot of creepy gangs and groups of unsavory characters have been known to hang out there the graffiti suggests a lot of white supremacist groups and more than a few junkie groups after we relaxed at the waterfall for a while I decided to show my girlfriend some of the other cool parts of the woods like a train track bridge over the waterfalls river coming away from there there is a huge pit in the ground around 20 feet across that neither me nor my friends could ever figure out what it was for in the center was always a metal slab that looked like it had scorch marks from quite a hot fire and these marks were always new although no one had ever seen people use it before this is how the pit got the name the sacrifice pit it's actually really creepy how accurate that name is when you're looking at it about 20 feet wide and 3 feet deep with the plate large enough to hold a person tied down in the middle as I'm explaining this to my girlfriend and we're standing next to the pit an older lady probably about in her 50s walks out of the woods we had not seen her coming or hurt her for that matter and she just sort of appeared and a little boy who couldn't have been more than four appeared behind her it was almost a real the lady had tattered clothing an incredibly creepy smile he-hello teeth and all a child just kept looking at us with a cold stare he never moved once just kept staring at us with those empties eyes so the lady gives us a creepy smile again and points at the pit and says enjoying the view me and my girlfriend just kind of looked at each other and said yeah that's a beautiful day she gives me that creepy smile again and says yes it is try not to get lost in the woods now or something of that sort it immediately turns back and goes back into the woods for the direction she came the child who had been staring the whole frickin time with those empty eyes stares for a second or two more and follows her back into the woods needless to say we hightailed it the hell out of there I have never been back to that place after and I don't think I'll ever be able to get my girlfriend to go there again so this happened a few months ago and I'm still scared to this day so my entire life I had never really walked home from school the way I'd always have been picked up or ridden the bus so this year was my first year that I lived near the school to walk I wasn't in the nearby neighborhood where 90% of the kids were we were only living in our house temporarily so I have to walk maybe a half mile to get home across the highway so at the beginning of the year when I first started walking home I didn't want to have to walk by the highway the high school had a cut-through in the forest that led to a strange and creepy lone road I wanted to be cool and get home fast even though it was way faster just to go on the highway which is it that bad so I walked down across the forest to get to the cut through point I see some older kids following me but perhaps I'm just being paranoid I ignored them and they turned out to be unimportant in my head for some reason I had the Halloween theme stuck in my head like when he is stalking them sort of eerie right but what was important was that my gut feeling that maybe I should have taken the highway I blamed all my gut feelings on those older kids and kept walking eventually I cut through the force and get to this road it is gravel with some dead grass in the middle I see where the highway is but the road seemingly extends deep into the brambly forest I decide this is a waste of time and I take the highway but the next day I didn't want to give up I wanted to conquer this road so I foolishly went back to the road same sort of thing an eery alone road with dead shrubs growing in it I keep walking down the eerie Road I noticed that there are zero cars coming up or down this road it like it was abandoned I kept walking into a big spider web on the middle of the road which proved that there hadn't been cars here very often or for a long time otherwise there'd be no webs I continued walking down the road it leads nowhere it just keeps going deeper I'm starting to get a bit scared at this point any car could drive down this road and take me and nobody would ever hear me scream I started shouting back to the road to the centre I saw a big gap in to forswear the power lines were finally I thought to myself the ground next to the lines was still overgrown and full of ticks and tall grass not to mention thorns and sticks I kept walking down the area and I was taking my sweet time I finally made it into a small ravine in the middle of the area I jumped over it and continued my way I eventually could stuck around a big bush because I didn't want to walk through the tall grass and get dirty I must have been trying to work around the bush for two minutes and then it slammed on me stone cold I look up and see a man standing a good distance away from me I don't move I don't say a word my heart is pounding this dude has a creepy dark green rugged shirt shaggy brown hair and just overall creepy he is staring at me and he grins his face literally fucking grinned he gestured for me to come over to a woman and he fucking steps to the side where I can no longer see him and I hear leaves crunching he's coming after me the adrenaline was pumping through my hearts I bolt like lightning fast up that fucking hill I don't care about not getting dirty anymore I just want to get the fuck out of there I finally make it to the road and get to the highway I turn back and see no sign of the creepy dude I make it home and promise that myself as I'm never going through the woods again the scary thing is though he had just stepped to the side the forest I would have never seen him I could have made it up that hill and he could have grabbed me and I would have never have seen him again or the fact is that I lived nearby the creepiest part was that he grinned at me and made this really creepy gesture and then came towards me now any normal dog would have said hey are you lost and can I help you obviously it could be a lie but still but nope this guy watch me for who knows how long I'll never go down that road again and I hope I never get lost in the woods like that again so this was back when I was about 15 or 16 I was riding my dirt bike around the woods and I wanted to explore a bit I was tired of writing the same trails so I drove my bike under an old gate and I rode up this washed-out Road I saw this little hill that looked like it would be an awesome thing to jump so I got off my bike and climbed it to make sure that there wasn't anything I could hit if I jumped it as soon as I got to the top I got a weird feeling that I can't explain it was a sunny hot day but everything was shaded and it was cool there I felt really comfortable like I belong there so I decided to explore a little more it was a little half the size of a football field and there were some rocks in the middle and everything was covered with little green vines so I decided to lay down on the rocks and relax laying there felt like time stopped I couldn't have been there for more than five minutes when I got this strange feeling that I needed to leave I jumped up and looked around and it was darker and the green vines had all turned to brownish color I couldn't remember how to leave so I run to one side looking over and didn't see the road and I ran back to the other side and saw the road but the hill looked like it was ten feet taller and steeper I grabbed a little tree and dropped off holding it and letting it go I hit the ground grab my bike and still couldn't remember how to leave but I wasn't staying there so I just took off I grew up riding on this mountain and there are only four places you can come out I end up coming out on the opposite side of the mountain and the road down to a friend's house I told him about my experience and he told me to talk to his uncle his uncle was around forty five years old and went hunting ginseng out here when he was a kid he knew every inch of the mountain but he said two years ago before he was hunting ginseng he found a similar spot he got lost ended up spending seven hours trying to find his way back out his brother was worried because he was supposed to meet back at the truck and never showed up it's like there was something there luring you with in a false sense of peace when you're relaxed and it strikes he said his grandma used to tell him stories of a witch that lived up on the mountain and I don't know about that but it scared me here's my story my cousin and I were out in the woods behind her house and we were just messing around we thought we would try to hand at making one of those cheesy YouTube horror series so we both started recording on her phones well as it was starting to get dark the two of us decided to separate for plot purposes and we got to this clearing area she was supposed to scream so she takes off running as planned and I'm trying to catch up to her well then I actually got lost I couldn't find the trail that we had come down on there and I started yelling her name because she wasn't supposed to go too far she should have still been able to hear me but she didn't answer then I heard her scream which was planned and then I yelled back where are you I can't find the trail and she yells I'm at the road so I'm still lost and I started texting her telling her to come back but she wouldn't answer any of my texts or calls and right about the time that she calls back I had finally found the trail again and was walking down a hill I told her that I heard her yell that she was at the road and I was on my way there and then she tells me that she didn't say that I didn't believe her though I was like I heard you say it quit messing around then I tripped and fell and dropped the phone and then picked it back up laughing at my clutch self and she asked me who was that and so that she hears a man's voice on my end I never got any proof of that though at this point she told me she's coming back and it wasn't a few seconds later that she walks over the hill and we hang up our phones and head back to home together we were just thinking that we got ourselves all worked up because we were trying to film something scary but that's we were just never able to come up with an explanation for how I got lost in who that have been hey guys before we get into this middle-of-nowhere camping stories I just wanted to say that I'm going to be giving away three $25 Amazon gift cards to say thank you for all the support over the past year all you have to do to enter is check out the pin comment below there will be a link with all the information that you need we were teenagers we were in love this was in the late 90s before cellphones and prepaid AOL Internet our parents were protective of us he was captain of the football team and I was cheer captain we were heavily regulated by parents and coaches but still had our bad streak we knew what we wanted to get down we got the great idea that we would steal some alone time if we hit a 10th during the day in a city forest we decided we would hide a tent set it up and return after the game in the dark we set up the pop-up tent two sleeping bags to fleece blankets two pillows three extra tent spikes a Maglite condoms and two bottles of water all set after the game we told our parents that we were going for ice cream for a few hours we drove down to a rural public launch site where we could walk 20 minutes into the woods to our little camp we got there started making out in the dark and turns into crazy heart-pounding awesomeness I stopped I told him to stop I heard footsteps outside of our tent I prayed it was a deer but then it was clearly bipedal and I prayed for a bear then I heard the man breathing I smelled a cigarette neither of us smoked we put her clothes on I picked up a tent stake and shoved it in my boyfriend's hand and he stood up and saw his wallet in the corner of the tent and shoved it to his pocket I picked up one of each of the remaining ten steaks in my hands the footsteps stopped i unzipped the tent quickly my boyfriend pushed me out in front of him what a gentleman and I have another story following that we ran through the woods not looking back we got into his car and tore out both of us sobbing he pulled over pulling into my driveway so I could puke my boyfriend went home and we decided the next morning that he would go back to the site to get our expensive tent and blankets that we left around midnight before he had to work at 5:30 a.m. when he returned there was nothing there no blankets no pillows no tent we made no police reports I mean what could we say we were horny teenagers making horror movie decisions my mom still asked about the pink and white fleece blanket I lost that night I never have an answer whoever who was smoking a cigarette in the woods listening to two teens having fun and then scaring them is stealing their tent that's probably the shittiest thing that's ever happened to anybody I was working in the Czech Republic at kids summer camp when I was 20 it was nothing like the American summer camps I've seen on TV it was much more relaxed we owned a huge cabin in the forest just outside a small town there were walking tracks around a people would walk past our cabin in a field area from time to time one day I was doing some small crafts with the group we were at a table that could be seen from the walking tracks when this guy walks past he's alone about 30 and had dreads heavy boots in these patchwork pants on into loose metal singlet he stops mid walk when he spots us and starts to approach he asked me in check if I have any cigarettes I tell him in check I'm sorry I don't speak Czech very well and attempt for him to give up and leave I'm trying to be nice cuz I have five kids sitting at the table and I don't want them to be scared he then switches to English and I'm like fuck it was a 50/50 chance that he would speak English in a part of the country like this he then comment to my tattoos I have a sleeve asking me all this stuff says he's going to get a new one soon he asked about the cigarettes again I say no one was polite about the tattoos but not encouraging conversation he asked my name and I tell him and he keeps talking for a bit after a while he moves on I saw with the relief in the day continuous later that afternoon it was around 6 still light and we were killing time before dinner was being served I was in the field outside the cabin and some kids running around other leaders were doing various activities with kids when all of a sudden another leader got my attention and told me to get the kids inside I looked up on either side of the field where the tree start there were a lot of guys dressed similar to the guy earlier standing just back from the tree line they had spread an approach from different directions then I hear someone shouting my name we move all the kids insides and lock the door the three male leaders we have go out to talk to the guys in the forest my friend says they were just calling my name I start freaking out what the fuck is it the guy from the morning I want to show her my new tattoo confused the leaders come back and are like who is this guy they know I'm not check and I don't know many people outside of our circle so they knew it was odd I tell them about the morning and that I don't want to see him again they go back out and tell the guys to leave after some fuss and yelling out from me again they leave the rest of the trip I was paranoid that they would come back especially at night and luckily they didn't this happened when my dad was 16 all the way back in 1976 him and my uncle Nigel were very outgoing and liked to explore to keep themselves occupied when the summer of 76 came around my dad finished school he wanted to do one big bit of adventuring before he began work the penny way for those who do not know the penning way is a 270 mile walk way in Britain that depending on which way you walk starts in just south of Scotland and basically cuts through the middle of England and finishes in the Midlands it usually takes around a three to four a week walk with a long summer to Phil my dad and 15 year old uncle Nigel and my dad's friend Russ were dropped off in Scotland by my great-grandfather to begin their hike the first week went swimmingly they met some nice locals who even cooked them food and gave them a room to sleep in and generally enjoyed this whole new level freedom and trusted upon them they mainly camped in clear areas but one day they decided to cover an extra five miles in order to reach a village as they needed to buy some more food and get spare tents they stumbled into a village around 6:00 p.m. and saw the local pub is opening after relaxing in the pub with some drinks my dad tells me that the owner probably knew they were in her age but wanted all the business they could get the owner offered to let the guys camp out in the back field of their pub the landlady sess wife said the owner seemed oddly hesitant at first looking a bit concerned and having a bit of a word with her husband in private however York Shire hospitality seemed to override any doubt she had after a night of heavy drinking with the locals they resided to their tent my dad says they were using an oil Lancer hooked to a center of the tent as a light source and when they turned it off they left a hanging which is important not only for what happened next but also what happened the next day my dad woke up and turned off the oil light while debating to get up and having a piss in the field seeming as the owners have been nice and letting them camp out there when he heard a door creak open from the creek shots there were no footsteps so my dad had to put it down to an old shed or something after a few seconds however the sound of feet landing on grass became progressively audible until they stopped right outside the tent my dad thought it was the owner checking in on us and he went unzip the tent the owner full the unzipped it my dad said the weird thing about this was that he didn't have a shirt on just some slippers and night trousers after my dad asked what was doing he stuttered out some excuse about hearing a growl and when the check if the boys were okay safe there was no growl as the only sound in the last five minutes was the door the footsteps in the unzipping of the tent the guy weirdly emphasized a need for a good sleep before hiking and intrusively tapped on the oil light asking for it to be turned off he walked off letting off a frustrated sigh and nearing the house and closed the door behind him morning comes and the owner's wife makes the boy some breakfast while they pack up their stuff the owner takes down the tent for them and takes off somewhere in his 4x4 without coming back to the house they think the woman and tell her husband thank you as well she says that when she figures out when he comes back that he will tell her they come to their designated camping spot just next to a small stream around an hour and a half early and decide to have a longer rest after walking around 130 to 140 miles over the past eight to nine days they pulled out the tent and fighting lots of small hauls all about appends width and wide what's weird about this is my dad described the size of it as holding a pen while telling me this everyone looks confused and my dad rationalizes this by the man telling him about an animal last night it must have come back and nibbled on a tent yes that explains it sure Russ suggests they walked back to a different village around 2 miles back and try to get another tent they leave the now useless tent as a marker for their site and walked back to the village there look a shop clearly targeting walkers is open unfortunately they didn't have any tents but they decide to buy tape and come for the holes for tonight and hope to find a new tent somewhere soon I'm walking back the Sun had begin to set and it was quite dark moonlight mainly guiding them back down the path when they returned to their sites they couldn't believe it their tent was set up for them but it was on fire completely engulfed in flames they threw the water and their bottles over the tent and used the stream water to fill them and eventually doused the fire when they looked inside the tents at their oil lamp glass had been smashed and someone had followed them set up their tent and waited for them to return before smashing the oil lamp and in turn lighting up the tent in flames my dad told me that there really is an explanation except for the pub owner he was stopping doing whatever he was planning on doing with my dad being awake and decided to take some fucked-up form of revenge by sending a message at first I totally didn't believe my dad and thought he was trying to scare me but upon referencing the burning tent incident in a phone to my uncle Nigel he incidentally started rambling about how weird it was my uncle Nigel does not lie this happened about a year ago on a camping trip to Kentucky in the winter my girlfriend at the time and three of my buddies went to spend a long weekend doing some hiking and camping we drove in on a Friday night at around midnight and set up camp it was almost no one else at this campsite besides a young couple a bit down the road from us and an older man down the road the other way we unloaded the cars in the dark got the headlamps out and started setting up the tents all of a sudden my girlfriend noticed that she had an extra person among us it was the young woman from the campsite a couple sites down she looked really messed up her eyes were glazed and her skin looked like she had been picking at it constantly she introduced herself and spoke in a sort of monotonous way overall she seemed nice but it's her boyfriend or maybe husband who really creeped us out we noticed after talking with her for a bit that he was standing near our campsite at the edge of the woods just staring at us eventually he went back to the campsite but then got his car pulled right up to us with his high beams on as you can imagine getting blasted by high beams at midnight in the middle of fucking nowhere really impairs your ability to see his girlfriend said as she had to go and got in the car with him at this point we were all weirded out but not freaked out it was later in the night when things got scary I was in my tent with my girlfriend when I started to hear a domestic argument from the couple down the road as soon as collided to full screaming then I heard the sound of glass break at this point my girlfriend and I are sitting up and deciding if we should do something I hear someone getting into the car the car then peels out of the campsite and races down the dirt road past our campsite kicking up dirt and gravel against the side of our tents the guy had apparently left his girlfriend the campsite because we could hear her sobbing my girlfriend and ice are getting dressed so we can check out the situation but the car comes peeling back up the road and parks back at the campsite loud panicked shouting ensues and we hear two cloths that sound exactly like gunshots I remember the feeling of blood draining from my face I drove and I are basically frozen in our tent listening finally to our great relief we hear them both start arguing again the argument settles down by about 4:00 in the morning and we all fall asleep when we woke up they were gone I asked my buddies if they heard what happened and they said it kept them up as well we made breakfast and started packing up when the order man from the trailer walked over and started chatting with us he seemed surprised that my girlfriend was with me he said something along the lines of you shouldn't have brought her it's not safe for a woman here needless to say we were officially creeped out when we found a new area of the State Park to stay we found a lovely lakeside campsite the next night and enjoyed the rest of the trip but we were certainly jarred by the encounters a little background on the events I'm about to write about this all happened in mid-october my family owns about a hundred and sixty acres of land in the middle of nowhere closest neighbor is a friend who let us rent the pasture for his cattle when he needs to some friends and I decided we wanted to build a little cabin out there and that we would hang out at it so one weekend one of my friends and I loaded up a tractor we were renting from his dad and headed up out there it was just being him that weekend as everyone else was busy we got there a little late since it took a while to get everything loaded impact for the weekend he sat about setting up the tent and I made our fire as I did so I made an odd discovery there was a phone book from a few towns over still in his plastic sleeve right next to our fire pit I picked it up and showed my friend we both enjoyed scaring ourselves and I made the comment that we aren't alone out here we both laughed at it later that night we were setting up around the campfire talking and biessing there was a big bright moon that night in a bit of breeze which made the whatever leaves were left rustle it was a little creepy but we enjoyed the atmosphere we noticed however someone crossing through the middle of the field their body just visible from the moonlight at first it was a little odd my friend and I discussed for a few seconds if we should confront him but I made the suggestion that he was probably just taking a shortcut across the field although I didn't really like it it wasn't a huge deal if we caught him doing it again then we would confront him we decided the rest of the night passed pretty uneventful II we eventually got in our tent and laid down we were probably 20 or so fief in the fire pit which was by that point burning quite low we talked for a few minutes and then we go silent trying to fall asleep as we're laying there we hear something it sounded like quiet footsteps walking around the fire pit we both look at each other silence then we hear a piece of wood getting thrown into the fire and it flamed up quite a bit I grabbed the shotgun I always kept in the tent and quickly racked it we then heard someone run away but by the time we got out they were too far the rest of the weekend was pretty quiet and the events of the first night seemed the kind of dreamy to us we just cleared the area for the cabin and cut the stack to trees and cut them for the firewood next weekend we get out there my uncle was out there as well we went to check his game camps this is where it got much more worrying for us my uncle taught us he was pissed because someone has stolen the batteries and SD cards are the cameras we told him about what happened the weekend before and then parted ways when we got out there we noticed that quite a bit of art would have been cut and stacked and it was already gone and we were the last people to camp out there which means someone had come out of there took it ourselves when we went and checked the tractor which we had left down there we found it broken into and the chainsaw which we had left had been stolen to make a long story short nothing else so far has happened I was hesitant for a few weeks to continue with the cabin since we weren't there all the time I was worried if it would be an incentive for whoever was there to stay I'm not sure if it was transient or local or who if for some reason anything else happened I'll definitely update I live in a very small town of about 100 people in rural New South Wales Australia this happened when my friends and I were 14 my town used to be a very close-knit farming community but the shift to modern times and the massive droughts of the 2000s that most of the businesses to be closed in farmers to move away the aging population slowly died in their houses were filled with despicable types drug dealers and addicts thieves and dole bludgers is sad really even now there are still great people here what I've always found creepy is even though a very small population and I've know just about everybody since before I can remember there have always been people in the surrounding area that no one seems to know older loners mostly who keep to themselves and no one ever sees them on top of that there had been several paedophile charges led against some of them and they have been numerous break-ins and attempts to break ins in our home not to mention that for the long stretches of time we've been out without police officers which means a000 call would take an hour for any help to arrive it gets even creepier the further out the bush you go I've heard of abandoned farm says where families have just disappeared with all their belongings including cars left behind there was even a multi-generational inbred family reminiscent of The Hills Have Eyes discovered a few years ago though that's a few hundred miles from me anyway I grew up and went to primary school here but we had to travel an hour to go to high school it took quite a while for my closest childhood friend Tim and I to make new friends after two years of high school we invited three of our friends to come out of town to come hiking and camping Tim's parents owned a small property where they kept sheep dogs and horses a few miles from the town we camp for five days there in the school holidays the first night was what you would expect we sat around the campfire telling stories I told a story of some of those creepy loners I mentioned earlier a pair of brothers that lived a few miles up the road that were camping they were rarely seen with the reputation of being a very creepy hillbilly Hicks I told them the story of how one night they had tried to cripple my father over him supposedly stealing their business they ambushed him at the local Weybridge at night my father managed to fight both of them off my cousin I'd also ran into them taking a shortcut across their field only to hear gunfire in his direction my cousin has lied to me before so I didn't really know if he was being honest but I made it out like it was later embellished that their reputation with the normal inbred cannibal type crap city folk expects on the second night we decide to go for a night walk we were kids and enjoyed fantasy movies and games and had a bit of role-playing fun one of us though was too scared to go into the dark so on our walk we decided to play a prank on him we started screaming and running back to the camp scattered saying he got Henry it worked and we caused our friend to get scared Zeb who our friend was tried to climb an electric fence to escape I had to come back dirty and bloody and we hid from the farmhouse and so Tim ruined the prank by claiming he heard the brothers skinned people which caused us to burst out laughing the next afternoon we hiked up the nearest hill called Sims Gap Hill it was a popular walk for Tim and I when we were kids the fastest way to get to the hill was by taking the dirt road called the stock route which ran parallel to the main tar road which led down to town the two roads are connected by another called Saw Mill Road which was at the base of the hill anyway we walked down to stock routes and I pointed out the hillbilly brothers property as we went past it all you could see from the road are piles of rusted old cars we reach sawmill road and walked across the paddock to the hill and had an enjoyable time we started climbing down the hill as it got late but underestimated the time it took to walk across the paddock to the road by the time we reached the road it was night and of course it happened to be pitch black as we started down Saw Mill Road to the stock route a pair of massive bright headlights turns into the road from behind us naturally we got off the road which meant disappearing into the thick patch of trees between the roads and the brothers property as the lights caught up to us the vehicle started slowing up until then we have thought it was a farmer's huge but now we realized it was a very old a very loud tractor not wanting to be questioned by any meddling adult I encourage the guys to hide the tractor slowed right down and flashed a spotlight into the trees and then sped away the guys asked me who it was and I said I didn't know we continued walking slowly until we saw the tractor turned down the stock route and then into the brothers property now I was a nerve a tractor came roaring down the fence line and I yelled at my friends to run we ran until we came into the small well-hidden ditch which we jumped in and laid very still the tractor stopped right on us and shined the spotlight over the trees it didn't illuminate the ditch luckily the driver stopped the tractor and got off walking over to the fence I peered up and saw the silhouette of a dirty disheveled man with messy hair standing at the fence line looking around with his rifle in his hand in a nasally aussie hillbilly voice he owed out where are you cunts we didn't dare move I started thinking what we'd have to do if he climb the fence and started coming our way but he eventually turned around and got back on his tractor I started with a groan and it rumbled down all the way I got my friends up and we sprinted towards the stock routes ducking under branches and jumping over fallen trees we hadn't quite reached it when the headlights were behind us again growing up sawmill road we made it to the road and panicked it was still 2 or 3 miles back to the camp and we wouldn't be able to outrun the tractor on the other side of the stock route was a state forest with tens of miles of twisting dirt roads and motorbike trails and coat tracks despite how dark it was with the strong possibility of getting lost we dope in there we hid as he went past us again finding a forest road which led back to the general direction of the town we followed it for a while wondering if he had given up and if it was safe to go back on the stock route then he was in front of us blinding headlights roaring down the forest road we jumped back into the trees and started to run we ran straight past him behind us and turned back onto the stock route and chased us again he circled us four times with us hiding then running hiding then running when we had gotten far enough that we thought we were close enough to camp we ran through the woods and jumped back on the stock route to be met by headlights Tim's mother had come looking for us finding our camp empty she had finally found us and we were still a mile or so from the camp we quickly piled in and she drove us back we told her what happened but she my parents just said they're weird people want to stay away from them in the future November last year me and my friend has started to drive up a car to Scotland to do some fishing and eventually make her way to Edinburgh after the first day of catching some salmon and brown trout we stored our catchers in the cooler box after contemplating whether to sleep in the car tonight as we have left quite late to set up camp at around 4:30 ish and the Sun was going down eventually I said let's set up a fire and cook the fish I didn't drive all the way to Scotland asleep in the car my friend agreed as we set off looking for a spot to camp we found a little wooded area next to a car park near a farm we looked into it prior and apparently you can basically camp anywhere in Scotland as long as you left the place as you found it so we grabbed all of our shit out of the car and started setting up our campsites 20 minutes later we had a fire going to fold up chairs and two tents up my tent was out of view from my friend this will be relevant later we were glad we chose to camp outside instead of sleeping in the car as we smoked a few joints and we reminisced about school life and etc my friends struggled to keep his eyes open as I checked my phone 2:00 a.m. he called it a night crawling into his tent and zipping it shut I sat there with my feet up on my friend's now empty chair listening to sounds with the wildlife I shut off the torch in had hung up on the tree next to us leaving in the darkness apart from the burning embers from the coal it must have been three or so minutes before I started to hear the crunching of leaves and snapping of twigs has seemed to be coming toward me being a quite rational person I pass it off as a fox drawn to the scraps of food we might have laying around I was quickly proven wrong when I heard a sniffle like someone with a coal clear in their nose my hai quickly turned from chilled out to paranoia as I feel a heavy dread come over me my mind raced why the fuck would someone to be here in the woods at 2:00 to 3:00 a.m. why are they coming towards me i slowly reached down the pocket and felt my heart drop as I didn't feel the smooth blade of my pocketknife shit must have left it in a tent all the while I hear the shredding coming closer and closer and my heartbeat racing how the darkness I see a middle-aged man clean-shaven parted hair around 5:10 slowly creeping toward me almost in all fours like a predator trying to stay out of sight i sat there paralyzed and I'm going to speak my mouth was so dry that I could hardly swallow that's when I realized he hadn't even seen me being under the tree with no light source I must have blended in also with there only being 1/10 in view I guess he thought my friend was the only one camping here he got closer to the tent and half breve dit hath whispered come on do it in a raspy voice creep the fuck out and unable to bear the thought of what he might do next oi can I help you he jumped up in shock and his whole demeanor changed he looked at me mumbling Ling awkward as he screwed back out of the woods i sat there still trying to comprehend what had just happened and what I saw then I saw headlights of a car turn on and drive away I woke my friend up and he could not tell what had happened but he could see how shook up I was without full explanation from me he would let me grabbed all our gear and we slept in the car that night with the doors locked this story happened when I was about seven years old when I was younger my family used to go to this lake in Arkansas called Norfork Lake we could go down there every year in July to camp boat and swim it is always a great time although this time my mom and dad decided to go camping for three weeks I don't know if any of you go camping or not but after the first week you are pretty much done at this particular location there was this pretty awesome playground area that my brother sister and I went to pretty much every day it had the works swingset Jungle Jim seesaw hurricane spinner spring riders tetherball you name it the playground had it and the best part about this area was that there was never any kids there so naturally this is where we spent most of our time a few days in we begin to notice at this white van with tinted windows is in the parking lot at farce we didn't think anything of it but every single day would show up nothing what happened and nobody would get out but nobody would get in either it would just sit there it was a pretty weird thing I was young at this time so I didn't really think too much or bother to even ask about it but I could tell my brother and sister were freaked out by it well really scared us is that we would see it drive by our camping area very slowly a couple times a day so we decided to go to this other playground that was a little more out of the way just to avoid the white van this seemed to work we hadn't seen it for about a week and actually I've forgotten about it so one day we were all hanging out at the new park with this new friend we made I was swinging on the swing set by myself I was kind of a loner as a kid while everybody else was out catching frogs or something at this nearby creek that was not within eyesight I was just chillin by myself went sure enough here comes that white van I am frozen I try to scream out to my brother and sister but they are too far away to hear the guy gets out of the van all I remember is that he was smoking a cigarette had a dirty yellow shirt on he is walking straight towards me he lifts up his hand and motioned to me to come to him right when he gets about thirty feet from me my parents pull up with our truck and call out my name that guy immediately changes his direction and walks towards the woods I had never been so happy to see my parents in my life we grab my brother and sister and I tell my parents the whole story about the guy in the white van we get back to the camp start packing the right away we have not been back to Norfolk Lake since what really scares me is that he would drive past our campsite every day and he knew exactly where we were sleeping so let me start off a little bit of background info I'm a 14 year old Canadian male and this happened around a year ago his story is nothing but the truth me and my grandparents are extremely close and have been all my life so my grandfather is an outdoorsy get off your phone kind of guy and he pitched the idea to go camping in early August I was kind of excited because I don't get outside as often as I should and I figured it would be some quality time with him that being said we weren't going true camping he wanted to go into the woods I'd told him about a nearby campground that we could go to instead he was still thrilled so we embarked on our weekend journey let me paint you a picture our campsite was a dead end aside from the one next to ours it was right near the lake it was beautiful but to our dismay we had people right next to us we did all the camping things made a fire swimming in even the infamous spooky stories around the campfire we hit the sack at around 10:00 p.m. because there was not much else to do as soon as my head hit the pillow it started the crunching of leaves on our campsites we thought nothing of it at the time because the night was still young some assholes were setting off fireworks and others were having a raging party how even our neighbors were still laughing I fell asleep for a while 11 p.m. is when it started to get weird the party was still on but our neighbors shut up so the crunching of leaves didn't make sense it was consistent so my guess is that the noise was footsteps no one needed to be on her campsite so falling asleep was a slightly bigger challenge my grandpa seemed to be having an even harder time as he seemed to be on alert mode yes I know we are both paranoid but I feel like the paranoia keeps us safe I wake up and check my watch in his 12 a.m. it's starting to rain and the water is splashing against the rocks and the Thunder and the distance is quiet enough to sleep to even over the sound of rain pattering as the tarp I still hear the fucking footsteps the unsettling nature of the situation starts to eat away at me I wasn't scared just creeped out sleep overcame me but it didn't come easy my grandfather finally slept to a cracker thunder woke me up full-blown thunderstorm now I felt relieved if I thought the footsteps stopped but I heard the thump of wood I don't know what the person did but I heard two very loud knocks followed by two large splashes fuck this was my only thought as the footsteps continued around her campsite I stayed awake until like 5 a.m. daybreak was near but my heart nearly exploded when I heard someone fumbling with our tent zipper in the fabric I see the outline of three fingers being dragged across the tent my buddy shut down as my as my blood just seemed to chill the hand thrown away and became quieter as they left our campsite I woke my grandfather up as soon as the Sun came up before we left I went to investigate our site lots of the ground was turned into mud in the storm so the mass of the boot prints were very unnoticeable but you could see many footsteps easy to say we dipped the fuck out after that and that was it a couple of years ago my brother bought a large piece of land out in the middle of nowhere about 30 miles or so from cell reception it's quiet there is no light pollution no paved roads and not a lot of people around shortly after he bought the place two of my brother the land owner and another me and our families spent a weekend camping on the land and doing her best to clean it up people I used it as a dump there were many down trees and etc on the second night we were camping there I woke up in the middle of the night to take a week as I walked the bushes in the dark I realized that I could hear faint music this didn't strike me as odd because I knew my brother had a radio in his camper I finished up and went back to sleep but no further thought on the matter the next morning at breakfast I mentioned the radio music several other people were called walking in the night and hearing the music but no two people heard the same music finally the brother who bought the radio woke up I asked him about the music and he seemed a bit freaked out he woke up some time during the night instead he went outside to smoke and hear music as well but I assumed it was someone else's I should mention that he was the only one with a generator in a radio it wasn't this radio that we heard and it wasn't anyone elses either I have been back several times but I'm freaked out by that place at night I have fun while I'm there but I'm always aimed and armed and I don't sleep in a tent anymore I sleep in my SUV with the doors locked it may seem kind of dumb but realizing that everyone heard different music when there are no people no functional radios and no electricity is quite creepy I worked in Alaska for a bit as a member of the Park Service's one day we had gotten a call about some illegal dumping on one of the local trails so myself and another employee went out to investigate we were fairly deep into the trails not too many people around except for a few joggers when we came around a turn in the path as we were walking my partner looked into the woods and said what the fuck there's a guy there about 20 yards away there was a white guy with long hair crouched behind the bush just kind of staring at us the man noticed that we had noticed him and he immediately stood up and stretched out his arms in the air like he was just enjoying the day he actually approached us and it turns out that the man I was with actually knew the man in the woods he was local builder or owned a construction company in fact he had built a deck from my friend the year prior after they said their hellos he mentioned that he just stepped off the path for a moment to take a leak it was kind of strange though because we had seen him that definitely wasn't what he was doing but he wasn't that suspicious and my friend knew him so after making sure he wasn't illegally dumping anything we started walking back and he walked with us for a while a few years later I heard that the man we had seen have been arrested apparently where there had been some sort of altercation with a girl at a coffee shop or so I had initially been told and he shot her in a robbery and was under arrest for murder the truth was even more bizarre the man is real KSR was a serial killer who had actually abducted tortured and murdered the girl after being arrested it turns out that he had been traveling around the country murdering random people for years he would bury murder kits and come back sometimes years later to take them up they would include guns cash etc whatever he needed I went back later to where we had to come across Israel in the woods to see if there was any such a kit buried there but I didn't find anything others suggested that he might have been waiting to surprise a victim on the but that didn't seem to be his general MO as was my understanding anyway our encounter is something I've totally been able to explain and since he's killed himself before trial I likely never will have all the answers though I've worked as a pack trip outfitter Ranch Hand in the middle of a national forest and spend at least a week each month camping I'm doing dog mushing now so I'm outdoors now in times when it's quarter and darker and further into places that people don't often go my story is a two-parter with the first part being you just passed the New Mexico border into Arizona anyways I see five or six elk cows burst onto the road and I slam on the brakes and swerve all the way off the shoulder of the road but I can still almost hit one elk that was bigger than the rest it looked like it was going to hit me straight on and crash into the front of my window killing me like I heard something happened to a guy with a horse earlier that year I felt this really calm feeling and I felt like that would be the end everything felt slow and I got a good look at it it was the size of a moose but had no eras of any kind in the build of a typical cow cow is in a female moose the other animals were typical elk cows but this one was larger and cover from head to toe what looked like to be large gray wool like an Angora goats that needed shaving so bad that it starts to almost look like dreadlocks luckily I get past it and see it's hey go over the roof of my shitty Ford Taurus this is the moment I remember best because for just an instant before its head went over the roof I felt like it could see me and it knew that I was looking at it even though its eyes were covered in thick gray wool and it hit the back of my car my bumper had a new dent but by the time I got out of the car and to see if it was good it went into the brush my friends think it was some kind of sasquatch even though was certainly a small footed quadruped ad and called it a Bigfoot Taurus my wife says it was probably the spirit of death and that I died there but I continued living on what my mind wants to happen the second part is that I was a few miles off the ridge that overlooks strawberry in Utah and I got this old Aspen with this really thick Aspen on both sides I mentioned this because with a string of 12 dogs behind an ATV there wasn't enough snow for sleds there really was nowhere to go but forward you couldn't guide the dogs through trees like that so it was always forward so we got to the end and then we would loop and that would bring us back on the trail to take us back to base camp which was an exciting thought because I'm using just a headlamp and it was late and cold and then I saw it again running on my left side in the same direction as us but also towards us I wish I would have grabbed a camera but imagine the franticness of watching my dogs to make sure they didn't chase torches or head off the wrong way in dog mushing you can never take your eyes off the leaders too long or something can go wrong and to stop the team it would make their shore to go toward it and caught in the trees so really the best thing to do would to go faster keep the dogs busy so they don't chase it so I'm just looking at it at the pack leader ahead of the team a fallen tree or a cattle guard taken too fast can injure a dog just like a moose at the creature then reaching around in my emergency bag back at the leaders and pull out my just in case gun I click off the first two chambers I keep empty I have the gun pointed straight up in the air and live ammo is ready to go I really didn't want to shoot it or even frighten the dogs with a gunshot but it keeps getting close so I fired a shot a few feet above it and I hear it hit some branches then I looked back at the dogs to see if they were continuing to be good and they were stuck in a thick growth of trees I kept looking around but that was the last I saw of it although the rest of the ride I was jumping at shadows pretty crazy but the craziest thing as that tiny moment though is oh shit it's death again but this time is going to take me for real I'm a park ranger here and here's a personal story of mine that was pretty creepy me and my ex-girlfriend has started to have a date night since we both had the day off of work so we did the usual dinner and a movie thing and afterwards we decided we would go for a midnight drive so we drive about an hour and a half out of town going nowhere a particular we just knew that we were going to get it on to the Stars after scoping out a random dirt road I took my truck down it and parked in an open off to the side next to the forest the entire area was surrounded by forests after about ten minutes of kissing we decided to get down to business so we get in the backseat and start tearing each other's clothes off after about five minutes headlights headlights are heading towards where we are but not directly at us so we're both rushing in an attempt to get our clothes back on thinking for some reason it might be the cops which makes absolutely no sense now my pants are nowhere to be found in either's her shirts now keep in mind the closest house at the road we were on is probably thirty minutes away we kept fumbling looking for our clothing and eventually found in struggled to get them back on the truck keeps getting closer and closer but like I said not directly at us so we finally realized it's not somebody coming to yell at us off their property or the cops in fact they can't even tell where we are because my truck is black and I'm parked almost in the thickest part of the forest area finally an old beat-up f150 parks his truck about fifty feet from us leaves his truck running and gets out he walks out to his truck bed grabs his shovel and stars digging into the ground he did this for a good thirty to forty minutes while we just sat there in silence afraid to move or speak on the off-chance he hears us he stops digging and list something out of the ground it's a decent sized objects but it was too dark to see exactly what it was he picks it up places it in the trunk of his bed and it goes back to the shovel and places it in the trunk bed as well and drives off into the night me and my girlfriend decide that is best away to another 20 minutes before we start the truck to this day I have no idea what they could have been but I really hope at the worst it was drugs I had the amazing experience of working and leading tours in the longest cave in the world after working there for a few weeks I started hearing stories of some of the other Rangers experiences I will share them in the future if I get there okay Mammoth Cave has a long history of paranormal experiences it is the place that aspired HP Lovecraft to write the Beast in the cave and I have personally met Rangers who have seen full-body apparitions had orbs that have flown around tours and have been forcefully shoved to the ground while leading Taurus my first experience happened just a few weeks into the job I was trailing our most popular tour the historic tour and we had just made it to the second stop of the tour at Giants coffin this is a place that a lot of Rangers including myself like to turn out the lights and show the tourists total darkness it is also known to Rangers as a paranormal hotspot as I said I was trailing the Torah which means I was at the back just watching over the tour the tour was well behaved and I was just sitting there enjoying the darkness it is kind of peaceful as I was looking back the way we have came from down in area as known as Broadway there's a place also down there called a cyclops gateway I saw a light it was a bright light it was like a pinprick of light of course I thought I was just seeing things so I held my hand up thinking that if it was in my head I should not be able to block it out with my hand surprisingly though I was and I just looked at it and so the lights came back on and before the group moved on I went and looked where had been it was just a rock with nothing on it to reflect any light I do not have any explanation for this I have seen this phenomenon one one other time in another room known as the Methodist Church another known hotspot about a month after this this happened I was talking with someone and they all of a sudden pointed to coffins corner and when I told someone of the veterans they were not surprised in the slightest now my next experience happened several months later I was leaving a different tour the mammoth passage tour and I led the group back to a room known as RAF finis Hall on the tour I would turn the lights out there and tell a story of Charles Harvey it is a very old story dating back to the 1800s of a man who got lost to Mammoth Cave for 39 hours I won't go into the whole thing back the short version is though that he forgets his hat and goes back in to get it he gets lost trying to rejoin his tour group and eventually his light goes out so he sits in total darkness and silence he starts to go mad and starts banging rocks together it's because the rocks banging that he is found and rescued now when I finished the story and turn the lights back on I am taking a few questions then back down the passageway we hear knocks banging together now I knew that my trailing ranger was back down there controlling the light switch and I thought he was doing it so I played it off as a joke saying it could be the ghost of Charles still lost in the cave on the way back out of the cave I asked him about the rocks and he said I thought you were banging him together I later found out that he was about a hundred feet down outside the passageway looking at old signatures on the wall when he heard it too coming from back where we were he has had his own experiences and I trust that he was not pulling a prank now if I piqued your interest in Mammoth Cave go and visit ask the Rangers if they've had any experiences they might just tell you a story if you want to go to the most haunted areas of the cave come and visit during the summer and take the violet city lantern tour you get to walk by the tuberculosis hits where people withered away in the cave hoping to be cured and where they found a 2000 year old Native American mummy who was crushed under a fallen rock I'm a park ecologist I was in the middle of a wilderness area some stupid grad student tossed up some hobo units in a Campbell datalogger and didn't get a permit cue me walking 30 miles to yank them out one of the most remote areas in the lower 48 of the US now most of this area even a non wilderness didn't even have a radio repeaters really remote for someone who works in places like that on the regular I wrote in helicopters fairly often I'd say where but I think that my talks me anyway we came across a gathering of about 100 ultralight aircraft and pair of planes a dozen jeeps in the middle of a fucking world Ernest area partying a beer the whole nine yards I was pissed the Ranger got his butt out there and wrote a whole lot of tickets another time I was doing a survey or a clearance along a river in the desert I had to take a deuce like a mofo I was holding it because I was getting near town where they were dropping off our truck it was only about five more miles but I was prairie-dogging it I came around a bend and someone had a pipe dumping a raw sewage into the drainage well fuck it I shit in the wash a great big rock hard dehydration poo a couple of days later my boss called me my co Walker into his office it was just us three a guy in the fire crew had found a giant turd in the wash next to his father-in-law's house and wanted to know what it was from he thought a mountain lion my work of art was sitting in a ziplock on my boss's desk in a federal office where it got around about that one years later in school I mentioned that I worked in this office and location to someone who had worked at a K and they said at the same time they asked me if I knew the guy who the shit in the wash was now I leave a little indication that it was a human like some teepee you I'm a park ranger but I've never really experienced anything creepy while being one when I was 13 I was at my grandfather's hunting camp my uncle had just bought a new hunting camera it wanted to test it out so we set it up in the woods I got the brilliant idea to go up in the woods with my two other cousins and moon hits so when he checked the card instead of wildlife he would see some ass cheeks hilarious to a 13 year olds mind and after some convincing my other two cousins were in but we had to go over the country of darkness so we set our alarms at 3 a.m. and pass out by 3:15 we all sneak outside throw on our headlamps to start walking we know the camera is about a mile away the trail goes over two pretty big hills and the cameras in a valley on the far side of the second Hill we start walking as normal and everything is good the excitement starts building and we're pretty giddy that we're pulling off this glorious prank after a few minutes of brisk walking we get to the top of the second Hill my older cousin knows the area more than me stops as he gets to the top as I make my way to the top I see why off in the distance about 400 yards is a spot light it's bluish and white in color and it illuminates nearly half the hill at this point this thing was crazy bright by this time all three of us were looking at the light my older cousin tells us to turn off our headlamps we stand there in silence maybe being a 13 year old pussy I was started to get freaked out aliens is the first thing that comes to mind and I tell him we have to leave I turn on my headlamp and turn around and about to head back to the campsite as soon as I turn my lights back on the super bright blue light starts slowly to turn and stops right on us no bobbing or movement for the light besides besides just a slow consistent not pan over us at that point I know about with my cousin's right behind I get inside and go straight to bed pretty much freaking out flash forward to the next morning and all three of us go back to the same spot and then proceeded to go out where we thought the light would have been and there was nothing there no boot marks no lights no nothing to this day we still have no idea I had been out stargazing and was sleeping out in a park near town no tent just a sleeping bag and a pad this was a fairly popular area for joggers walkers etc I have found a nice spot in a field a few hundred meters from the top obscured by tall grass and brush with a nice view of the valley below and mountains in the distance it was very nice and saw some shooting stars we heard some coyotes singing in the distance and slept very well since it was a warm summer night in the morning at the crack of dawn I was woken up by one of the stranger performances I have ever witnessed above me on the hill I could hear some kind of chanting due to my concealed location I couldn't actually see what was going on and I wasn't keen on moving to a better vantage point lest I be seen by the group a man's allowed in deep voice was half chanting half shouting in a language I couldn't identify it sounded like Latin derive language and was definitely not Spanish although he kept repeating a word which sounded familiar to Diablo Spanish for the devil there were the other voices too but he was clearly leading whatever was happening up there eventually he finished his chant or a shout there were some cheers and whoops and the entire group silently departed after waiting a while mid to make sure it was clear I went up to where I heard the sound coming from there was no physical evidence of whatever it happened I asked everybody I knew in town at that any idea what it might have possibly been and nobody had heard anything like it to this day one of my greatest regrets is not peeking out of the side of my hiding spot to see what the heck was going on from what I can tell there was supposed to be a meteor shower that night which is why we had been there this was on the way to Willamette Valley in Oregon and only about a 30-minute walk from a trailhead itself maybe a 10-minute drive from town not a particularly remote place nor a place of any particular native significance as far as I know if anyone can figure out what that was I'd be quite amazed this was an estate wilderness area in the northeast and nestled between uninterrupted miles of mountains pine forests streams and no vehicle access only rocky footpaths with extra large rocks every once in a while and the beginning to blog out the possibility of a car or ATV or bike showing up a road two to three miles away but ten miles to the next real Road with traffic about seven miles to warehouses starts but ten miles to a real Road with more than the occasional building and a twenty miles from any sort of town most of the oddities have been tree structures one was a low TP type structure of about six logs that was off trail about two are a walk from a small dirt that you can dump your car my thought is someone had a tent frame out of logs and camped there it was cool deep into the far inner side of the wilderness I have seen a long branches of mini logs stacked horizontally about five to six off the ground as well I've also seen two trees next to each other that both fell over but they still had their roots in forming a big axe but the weirdest one was the jungle gym or high bar type thing it was off a path also about two hours down and up around a footpath that was very deep in parts where you had to hold on or risk falling backwards off the rocks so I don't see how someone could have carried any tool or ladder to do this there were thick woods and very few fallen rocks so I don't see how someone could have carried in any other tool to do this maybe it was a mini tornado but six of them didn't really fall they were pushed if that makes sense it's like they were pushed in to make a structure like you would hang a pig over a fire with or make a tent frame there was a log with brush on and anchoring three logs together on the side and it landed perfectly on the other end and rigged it into one knob on the living tree to its right I jumped up and hung from it but it didn't budge and it held my weight fine and I weigh a hundred eighty-five pounds the more I inspected it the more I came to the conclusion that it was made the log across the top was perfectly horizontal a fallen branch can't get wedged him perfectly and on a perfectly horizontal line like that that's not how branches fall but more importantly the log running across the top looks like it was broken off by the healthy longer tree pushed down that it was resting on but then it should not have fallen about ten feet to the right and facing to the opposite direction a tree gradually dipping down because a troop system is muddy in soil doesn't follow the type of force that thrust the tree on top of another one and a filling at five feet towards so I'm not sure what's making these I have a lot of friends thinking that it might be Bigfoot or Sasquatch or something along those lines what do you think I'll tell you something weird that happened last year mean a few friends were up at Mount st. Helens going for a snowmobile ride it had recently snow to three feet so we decided to go up for an evening ride well when we got there it was apparent that no one else had been up there riding snowshoeing or cross-country skiing since there were no tracks in the snow the area we were riding into was next to the Clearwater Canyon on the 25 Road anyhow we took off that evening heading out all to the side roads having fun in cruising around after a few hours of riding back we went back to the truck for some food with the bright starlit full moon night we decided to go out for one last night ride which was pushing 8:30 in the evening well the four of us proceeded back up to the 25 along the Clearwater Canyon when we noticed lights down in the canyon occasionally flickering on and off after stopping for a few minutes and looking down into the canyon we couldn't unidentified it was the weird thing was there is no way to get into the Clearwater Canyon unless you walk the three miles in and there are no public roads that pass through it after watching the lights it looked like there was machinery or something working down there but none of the lights made sense it's sort of freaked us out a bit so we decided to get out of there I was on the lead bike so we all started our snowmobiles up and headed back towards the truck we didn't realize that Chad had gotten stuck and was left behind well when we got back to the truck he was freaked I'm talking so freaked that he was shaking and really weirded out Chad's been my best friend since we were 7 years old and he's never in our friendship acted as if you were scared of anything well chat went on to say that we need to hurry up and load up and get out of here and screaming at there's something up with a super bright light and it was coming for me on foot well I guess when Chad had his snowmobile stuck this thing or human gave him a bed of the canyon towards him and by the time he finally got to the snow machine running and unstuck it was twenty yards away or so pointing the light right in his face to this day we still never figured out what or who would have been that far off and he rode in the canyon with three to five feet of snow around we still can't figure out why someone would be walking out of the canyon which was two to three miles in the bottom to where we were at 9:30 to 10:00 p.m. at night the only thing we can think of is they might have been doing some military training in the canyon anyone have a clue what it might have been in 1991 I was hunting the Tioga unit and shot of four points at about 200 yards down a steep ravine he was just up in the bottom on the other side so I took the shot because there was a flat hike out following the bottom of the ravine to a road three miles away no way I could pack the deer up and make that hike out there it was a chore to say the least but it was a clear shot and I dropped in later to find out that it was a non-lethal hit but the deer slipped and broke its neck a whole nother story anyway I had a very early elkhorn handle Gerber folding blade knife in a leather case in my belt my grandfather had given it to my dad years before my dad gave it to me as I was sliding down the ravine to retrieve the deer I followed a short blood trail that located the deer went to grab my knife and gut it for the hike out but the knife was gone the sheath open and full of dirt not only was I mad because I had to make a decision to leave the deer until I could get a knife back to where it was or pack it out hole after looking around a bit for the knife I sacrifice my Tasco scope and broke out a piece of glass in the front and Rock to use it as a knife it took me about two hours to cut with fingers to gut the deer to the piece of glass I broke the ribs open tore my t-shirt and the strips and made a backpack out of the carcass and packed it out what a nightmare when I got home my father told me he got a call from my grandmother said she had died of a heart attack earlier that day I didn't tell my dad I lost a knife I just took a quick shower I went back down to the ravine we're tracing every step looking for the knife when I got to the bottom I had not found the knife it was getting dark and I had a long hike out with a flashlight I propped myself up against the rocky ledge and had tears in my eyes about my grandfather's passing I wiped my eyes and looked down at my feet and saw that I more or less hoped with a tiny point sticking out of the sand I brushed the sand aside from my foot and there was the knife the sad part is a few years later my dad mailed me the knife to my p.o box and resupport but he put the wrong box number on it the postmaster refused to give me the name of the person who had the box but later asked if they got a knife in the mail and they denied it [Music] thanks for watching this video if you enjoyed it be sure to give this video a thumbs up if you like these kinds of stories be sure to subscribe to my channel 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