Creepy experiences in the backcountry

Pochuck said:
More of a confusing story than spooky

My family has owned a small farm in rural PA for 30 years. Being from NJ/NY my dad and I have gone almost every other weekend since I was born to do some hunting and fishing. I'm very comfortable there and have never had a weird experience except for this one time during covid, when we were there a lot-much more than normal since school/work was shutdown. There's two houses on the property - one built in the 1970s and one in the mid-late 1800s. The 1970s house is more modern so that's where we spend most of the time and use the 1800s house as a guest house. The 1800s house has been remodeled several times and is not really old or spooky - it just has had a lot of additions and changes so it's not very open and there's a lot of turns/hallways and smaller rooms which can give you an uneasy feeling if you're not used to staying in a house like that out in the country. I got Covid in 2021 so I was staying in the 1800s house to isolate. I got groceries for the 2 weeks I'd be staying there and got a dozen eggs with my groceries - obviously checking to see if any were damaged in the store. I filled up the empty fridge with my groceries and the next day when going to make breakfast 6 of the twelve eggs were gone from the right half of the carton. I would've felt the weight difference if I hadn't even checked them at the store, which I did. There was nobody else was staying in the house and I talked with my family members and none had been in the house. There were no eggshells in the trash either and no sign of them anywhere.

I just hope the ghost of the previous owners of the house enjoyed their eggs.
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Even in a delirium induced Wu Flu sate, me thinks there is little chance you'd not miss 6 of 12 eggs so something, apparition or otherwise, was hungry.


Eddie
 
Pochuck said:
More of a confusing story than spooky

My family has owned a small farm in rural PA for 30 years. Being from NJ/NY my dad and I have gone almost every other weekend since I was born to do some hunting and fishing. I'm very comfortable there and have never had a weird experience except for this one time during covid, when we were there a lot-much more than normal since school/work was shutdown. There's two houses on the property - one built in the 1970s and one in the mid-late 1800s. The 1970s house is more modern so that's where we spend most of the time and use the 1800s house as a guest house. The 1800s house has been remodeled several times and is not really old or spooky - it just has had a lot of additions and changes so it's not very open and there's a lot of turns/hallways and smaller rooms which can give you an uneasy feeling if you're not used to staying in a house like that out in the country. I got Covid in 2021 so I was staying in the 1800s house to isolate. I got groceries for the 2 weeks I'd be staying there and got a dozen eggs with my groceries - obviously checking to see if any were damaged in the store. I filled up the empty fridge with my groceries and the next day when going to make breakfast 6 of the twelve eggs were gone from the right half of the carton. I would've felt the weight difference if I hadn't even checked them at the store, which I did. There was nobody else was staying in the house and I talked with my family members and none had been in the house. There were no eggshells in the trash either and no sign of them anywhere.

I just hope the ghost of the previous owners of the house enjoyed their eggs.
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Qualified for spooky in my book.
 
eddielasvegas said:
Not trying to steal your story @griebel303 but your text is lightened so much it's hard to read so I copied to a text editor. Here's your text that should be easier to read for viers of this awesome thread.

Good stories btw and certainly each has some pucker factor IMHO.


Eddie



"The first was hunting archery black bear. I had found a wallow that was the only water source on top of a mountain, without dropping down into some steep canyons. I hung up a trail camera on it during the Spring and checked it late summer. It was the bear's cool down spot. Almost daily a different bear was hitting that wallow from midmorning to midday. There were a couple of big boars and sows, including a sow with twin cubs that seemed to frequent it. Come archery season I went up solo and sat the wallow most of the day. After not seeing anything, I decided to loop up the mountain through some super dense lodge poles and see if I could get to a good glassing spot to see some other drainages. I've made it probably a 1/2 mile in the lodgepoles when I see the silhouette of a big bear walking parallel to me. I knock an arrow and start closing the distance to try and find a shooting lane. At about 30 yds or so I catch movement out of the corner of my eye and sure enough it's the twin cubs I had seen on the camera and I am now in between the sow and the cubs. Fortunately for me I had good wind, and the sow and cubs had no idea I was there. I slowly started backing up and putting some distance between us without turning my back. I still had to get out of the lodgepoles and it seemed every little ridge I crested there was a dark burnt out log resembling a bear shadow on the other side. After that I decided I didn't need to stick around with the sow and cubs out and about.







The next encounter was 2 years later, the last day of archery Elk. I was hiking in solo at first light to a meadow I had some good encounters a few days before. I had just started making my way up a game trail when not 50 yards away there are 4 mountain lions sitting, looking over the small hillside. About the same time it registered in my head what they were they saw me and scattered up the mountain. The only sound they made as they took off were chirps. They were all decent sized so my guess is it was a mother with some yearling kittens. They took off the direction of the meadow I planned to hunt so I didn't expect the elk were going to be hanging around with 4 of them running around. I hunted an adjacent ridge instead that day and every bird chirp had me thinking the 4 of them were coming back to stalk me. I didn't encounter them the rest of the day, but it definitely screwed with my focus. A few days later I caught them on a trail camera a few drainages away."
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Thanks Eddie! It looked normal on my end so I had no idea is was showing light for others.
 
Great thread. The one that sticks out was from over 20 years ago. It was mid September while archery elk hunting in SW Montana. At last light, I was bugling trying to locate bulls just before last light without response. I was hiking out solo in the dark through a bunch of deadfall back to the truck and had a couple miles to get there. I kept hearing intermittent trees crashing down behind me for about a 30 minute period during the hike back. It was dead calm and the trees/steps stayed the same distance away from me the entire hike back to the truck, guessing between 1-200 yards behind me. I was sure glad it was a day hunt instead of a backcountry camp. Couldn’t get out of there fast enough.
 
MTWop said:
Great thread. The one that sticks out was from over 20 years ago. It was mid September while archery elk hunting in SW Montana. At last light, I was bugling trying to locate bulls just before last light without response. I was hiking out solo in the dark through a bunch of deadfall back to the truck and had a couple miles to get there. I kept hearing intermittent trees crashing down behind me for about a 30 minute period during the hike back. It was dead calm and the trees/steps stayed the same distance away from me the entire hike back to the truck, guessing between 1-200 yards behind me. I was sure glad it was a day hunt instead of a backcountry camp. Couldn’t get out of there fast enough.
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I heard a similar kind of story from a guy in Hawaii who was on watch for a construction project and had something following him out-if anyone's interested I'd be happy to write it out and add the thermal imaging picture from it that's impressive to say the least, if real
 
Pochuck said:
I heard a similar kind of story from a guy in Hawaii who was on watch for a construction project and had something following him out-if anyone's interested I'd be happy to write it out and add the thermal imaging picture from it that's impressive to say the least, if real
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Does the pope etc.
 
I work in project management and got a call to come to Hawaii for a month to help finish up the work at a hotel. I worked with the engineering department and got to know the head of security decently well for the time I was there. This first story is his and it would be better from his point of view, so I’ll tell it that way:

5 years ago, the previous hotel was demolished and they started to build a this new one on the property. The property sits on a west facing hilllside going down to the water overlooking the ocean. During construction, I was tasked with looking for these birds (I forget what species) that would land in the construction zone. I would then report to the Hawaii fish and game who would then relocate the birds that flew there. This search was conducted one half hour after sunset and one half hour before sunrise-I would start at the top of the hill by the road and walk the half mile down to the water and back with a flashlight looking for these birds. One evening on my walk, when I got to the bottom of the hill and started my walk up, I heard a walking/dragging sound behind me-I pointed my flashlight towards it and didn’t see anything, so I continued my walk up. Then I heard it again, looked back and didn’t see anything. This continued the whole way back up the hill until I got to my truck and when I got there I turned back and told whatever was following me needed to stop and stay here, and that they couldn’t follow me. This freaked me out a bit so the next morning I brought my thermal scanner. The same exact thing happened and when I looked through the thermal I still saw nothing. I took some photos with the thermal and kept walking back up to my truck and left. When I got home and uploaded the photos to my computer this is what was on there:

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Another incident that happened there was with a girl who was delivering room service to one of the guests. There’s a long service hallway that runs beneath/behind rooms with elevators on both ends, and no windows since it has rooms to the side and the hill to the right (kind of built into the hill). She was going through the hallway and while waiting for the elevator, something pushed her up against the wall using the room service cart. It held her there for a second and she quit and never came back to the hotel.

My story while I was there is the only time I have ever been thoroughly freaked out in my life. I was there in April, which is my birth month, and so I had a 9am breakfast with the director of engineering, the head of security, and the controller on my birthday. I had a regular 8am meeting every day to go over room construction and at the end of the meeting at 8:30 I went to go check on a number of rooms that I had to see if there were any issues with before turning them over to be booked-nobody knew which rooms or floors I was going to-about 8 floors were under construction. At 8:57 I was walking up to room 911, and I got a call from the DOE and she asked if I was at breakfast yet because they were there-I said I’m checking one more room and I’ll be there at 9:00. I hang up the phone and as I pull my room key out of my pocket I hear “Hey (my name)!”. I turn around and there’s nobody there and I think that’s weird I must’ve just heard something. I turn around to put my key in the door and clear as day I hear “Hey (my name)!” behind me-I spin around and nobody is there and my stomach dropped. I look into the maintenance closet and all the rooms around me and there’s nobody there. I went down to breakfast and I was shaking the whole time from adrenaline. Crazy shit

The engineers told me their stories of placing tools down while working, having them disappear, then reappear in the same spot 20 minutes later and seeing shadows all the time. All the people who worked there think the place was built on a native Hawaiian burial ground. With it being on a hillside facing west overlooking the ocean the sunsets were unbelievable and I don’t doubt that’s where the native Hawaiians wanted to be buried

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Pochuck said:
I work in project management and got a call to come to Hawaii for a month to help finish up the work at a hotel. I worked with the engineering department and got to know the head of security decently well for the time I was there. This first story is his and it would be better from his point of view, so I’ll tell it that way:

5 years ago, the previous hotel was demolished and they started to build a this new one on the property. The property sits on a west facing hilllside going down to the water overlooking the ocean. During construction, I was tasked with looking for these birds (I forget what species) that would land in the construction zone. I would then report to the Hawaii fish and game who would then relocate the birds that flew there. This search was conducted one half hour after sunset and one half hour before sunrise-I would start at the top of the hill by the road and walk the half mile down to the water and back with a flashlight looking for these birds. One evening on my walk, when I got to the bottom of the hill and started my walk up, I heard a walking/dragging sound behind me-I pointed my flashlight towards it and didn’t see anything, so I continued my walk up. Then I heard it again, looked back and didn’t see anything. This continued the whole way back up the hill until I got to my truck and when I got there I turned back and told whatever was following me needed to stop and stay here, and that they couldn’t follow me. This freaked me out a bit so the next morning I brought my thermal scanner. The same exact thing happened and when I looked through the thermal I still saw nothing. I took some photos with the thermal and kept walking back up to my truck and left. When I got home and uploaded the photos to my computer this is what was on there:

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Another incident that happened there was with a girl who was delivering room service to one of the guests. There’s a long service hallway that runs beneath/behind rooms with elevators on both ends, and no windows since it has rooms to the side and the hill to the right (kind of built into the hill). She was going through the hallway and while waiting for the elevator, something pushed her up against the wall using the room service cart. It held her there for a second and she quit and never came back to the hotel.

My story while I was there is the only time I have ever been thoroughly freaked out in my life. I was there in April, which is my birth month, and so I had a 9am breakfast with the director of engineering, the head of security, and the controller on my birthday. I had a regular 8am meeting every day to go over room construction and at the end of the meeting at 8:30 I went to go check on a number of rooms that I had to see if there were any issues with before turning them over to be booked-nobody knew which rooms or floors I was going to-about 8 floors were under construction. At 8:57 I was walking up to room 911, and I got a call from the DOE and she asked if I was at breakfast yet because they were there-I said I’m checking one more room and I’ll be there at 9:00. I hang up the phone and as I pull my room key out of my pocket I hear “Hey (my name)!”. I turn around and there’s nobody there and I think that’s weird I must’ve just heard something. I turn around to put my key in the door and clear as day I hear “Hey (my name)!” behind me-I spin around and nobody is there and my stomach dropped. I look into the maintenance closet and all the rooms around me and there’s nobody there. I went down to breakfast and I was shaking the whole time from adrenaline. Crazy shit

The engineers told me their stories of placing tools down while working, having them disappear, then reappear in the same spot 20 minutes later and seeing shadows all the time. All the people who worked there think the place was built on a native Hawaiian burial ground. With it being on a hillside facing west overlooking the ocean the sunsets were unbelievable and I don’t doubt that’s where the native Hawaiians wanted to be buried

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I’ve stayed at that hotel. No weird events, but it’s view is one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. (Hanalei bay)
 
Not a creepy story, but a strange find in the woods. While hunting in CO years ago, me and my brother stumbled upon water line about 4 miles in on NF land. As we followed the water lines down the hillside, we noticed backpacks and bags of fertilizer. Then the wind changed and we got a wiff....weed. There were pot plants everywhere. Some areas had piles of pulled plants and others had it growing waste high. A bunker was dug into the hillside and acted as a water holding tank. We snapped a few pics and checked the area out. We called fish and game on the way out. They informed us the area was raided a few months prior.
 
Long time Rokslide reader but first time posting so not sure I am doing this correctly. If incorrect, someone please educate me. Anyways, back in 2008, my wife and I along with our black lab, went hiking at Table Rock State Park in South Carolina. We got a later start (around noon) and there weren't many people out that day. It was overcast and had been lightly raining on and off. Rather than deciding to take "mini breaks" along the way, we wanted to hike hard and take a longer break at the top of the Table Rock Trail which is the top of the granite dome. We were about 3/4 of the way up and decided we needed a break. As we were stopped, we heard wood knocking and my first thought was that it was a woodpecker. But then I thought it was too rhythmic and loud to be a wood pecker. That is, it wasn't sporadic like a woodpecker. We looked at each other and just thought someone had a wood block doing music or something out there. Then it got louder. My wife (as in every horror movie ever) proceeds to yell out "is anyone out there?". We were in an old growth forest section with tall ferns and undergrowth about 2 feet tall on the forest floor. And it was foggy so couldn't see very well. After she yelled that, the wood knocking stopped. After a few seconds of silence we heard a deep, guttural yelling that almost sounded human but was unintelligible and was so deep and loud I didn't think it could be. My wife turned white and I felt sick all of a sudden and the hair on my neck was standing on end. And call me crazy, but the surroundings seemed to grow a shade darker. I didn't carry a pistol at that time, only my hunting knife. Horrible thoughts came into my mind, like things were being put into my mind. I didn't want to go back down the trail thinking we may have been followed. Oddly enough, our lab never acted threatened or acted like she heard it. We decided to finish getting to the top and then we ran the entire way down (it was a loop trail). Bigfoot never entered my mind at the time. This was before all the bigfoot documentaries and such and I knew nothing about wood knocks and all that. It felt more demonic than anything else and we prayed when it happened which immediately caused the uneasy feeling to stop. A few years ago, I watched the Missing 411 The Hunted and heard the Sierra Sounds and immediately recognized them as what we heard in Table Rock. The other sound that was similar to what we heard was Les Strouds bigfoot documentary with the episode in the Smoky Mountains in TN. We live in Colorado now but I have carried a pistol on EVERY hike and hunt since then. My friends that I hunt with make fun of me but all it takes is one experience to change you.
 
mtnfreak said:
Long time Rokslide reader but first time posting so not sure I am doing this correctly. If incorrect, someone please educate me. Anyways, back in 2008, my wife and I along with our black lab, went hiking at Table Rock State Park in South Carolina. We got a later start (around noon) and there weren't many people out that day. It was overcast and had been lightly raining on and off. Rather than deciding to take "mini breaks" along the way, we wanted to hike hard and take a longer break at the top of the Table Rock Trail which is the top of the granite dome. We were about 3/4 of the way up and decided we needed a break. As we were stopped, we heard wood knocking and my first thought was that it was a woodpecker. But then I thought it was too rhythmic and loud to be a wood pecker. That is, it wasn't sporadic like a woodpecker. We looked at each other and just thought someone had a wood block doing music or something out there. Then it got louder. My wife (as in every horror movie ever) proceeds to yell out "is anyone out there?". We were in an old growth forest section with tall ferns and undergrowth about 2 feet tall on the forest floor. And it was foggy so couldn't see very well. After she yelled that, the wood knocking stopped. After a few seconds of silence we heard a deep, guttural yelling that almost sounded human but was unintelligible and was so deep and loud I didn't think it could be. My wife turned white and I felt sick all of a sudden and the hair on my neck was standing on end. And call me crazy, but the surroundings seemed to grow a shade darker. I didn't carry a pistol at that time, only my hunting knife. Horrible thoughts came into my mind, like things were being put into my mind. I didn't want to go back down the trail thinking we may have been followed. Oddly enough, our lab never acted threatened or acted like she heard it. We decided to finish getting to the top and then we ran the entire way down (it was a loop trail). Bigfoot never entered my mind at the time. This was before all the bigfoot documentaries and such and I knew nothing about wood knocks and all that. It felt more demonic than anything else and we prayed when it happened which immediately caused the uneasy feeling to stop. A few years ago, I watched the Missing 411 The Hunted and heard the Sierra Sounds and immediately recognized them as what we heard in Table Rock. The other sound that was similar to what we heard was Les Strouds bigfoot documentary with the episode in the Smoky Mountains in TN. We live in Colorado now but I have carried a pistol on EVERY hike and hunt since then. My friends that I hunt with make fun of me but all it takes is one experience to change you.
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Heck of a first post man, that's definitely a creepy one!
 
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