Creepy experiences in the backcountry

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.
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
 
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

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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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.
 
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.
Heck of a first post man, that's definitely a creepy one!
 
I have a bizarre experience to share.

In 2004, my cousins and I were out fishing one summer night in Rothchild, WI. We hiked to the fishing spot at dusk, about 1/2 mile down from the dam. It was getting dark and we were deep in the woods with the river in front of us. The trail was behind us and ran perpendicular (left to right) to where we were facing, about 20 ft away. The area was in total darkness. Around midnight, man's footsteps walked on the trail towards us from behind, coming from our right side, in darkness. Being so late, it didn't feel right nor made any sense. I could feel the hairs on my skin stand straight up. The footsteps continued to walk passed our group. Now that the footsteps is behind us to our left, it stopped, turn around, and proceeded walking back toward us. When the footsteps arrived right behind us, my cousin turned on his flashlight, shined his light at the man, and we saw nothing. No one was there. We freaked out, packed our gear in a hurry, and went home.
 
I have a bizarre experience to share.

In 2004, my cousins and I were out fishing one summer night in Rothchild, WI. We hiked to the fishing spot at dusk, about 1/2 mile down from the dam. It was getting dark and we were deep in the woods with the river in front of us. The trail was behind us and ran perpendicular (left to right) to where we were facing, about 20 ft away. The area was in total darkness. Around midnight, man's footsteps walked on the trail towards us from behind, coming from our right side, in darkness. Being so late, it didn't feel right nor made any sense. I could feel the hairs on my skin stand straight up. The footsteps continued to walk passed our group. Now that the footsteps is behind us to our left, it stopped, turn around, and proceeded walking back toward us. When the footsteps arrived right behind us, my cousin turned on his flashlight, shined his light at the man, and we saw nothing. No one was there. We freaked out, packed our gear in a hurry, and went home.

I have a bizarre experience to share.

In 2004, my cousins and I were out fishing one summer night in Rothchild, WI. We hiked to the fishing spot at dusk, about 1/2 mile down from the dam. It was getting dark and we were deep in the woods with the river in front of us. The trail was behind us and ran perpendicular (left to right) to where we were facing, about 20 ft away. The area was in total darkness. Around midnight, man's footsteps walked on the trail towards us from behind, coming from our right side, in darkness. Being so late, it didn't feel right nor made any sense. I could feel the hairs on my skin stand straight up. The footsteps continued to walk passed our group. Now that the footsteps is behind us to our left, it stopped, turn around, and proceeded walking back toward us. When the footsteps arrived right behind us, my cousin turned on his flashlight, shined his light at the man, and we saw nothing. No one was there. We freaked out, packed our gear in a hurry, and went home.
Dats Nuts!

That whole Section of River all the way down to WPS is Effigy Mounds w lotsa ArrowHeads n what not along thet Section

coupla Mounds on the WPS Lot, n then One right offa old 51 South ( North X East of that Road going into CedarCreek, ........North across the Street from that Red covered Bridge on the CC Trail )
 
Dats Nuts!

That whole Section of River all the way down to WPS is Effigy Mounds w lotsa ArrowHeads n what not along thet Section

coupla Mounds on the WPS Lot, n then One right offa old 51 South ( North X East of that Road going into CedarCreek, ........North across the Street from that Red covered Bridge on the CC Trail )
Sorry to say, but there are no effigy mounds in Rothschild. That whole area along the river was my playground while I was growing up.
 
Sorry to say, but there are no effigy mounds in Rothschild. That whole area along the river was my playground while I was growing up.
Nope sure Ain't
 

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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.
Can I ask where (general region if you don't want to share) and when? Back around 2008 or so (I could be off a year or two) while hiking an area not far from where I lived in the Front Range Mountains I ran into irrigation lines and other equipment and when I searched the internet I found out the year or two prior it was a marijuana grow that got raided by law enforcement. The article said they used helicopters to airlift a few million dollars worth of plants out of the National Forest.
 
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