Creepy experiences in the backcountry

[Serrano]

Love these, I'm on page 101. Here's mine.

In 2008 I'm leaving the Gila Wilderness, heading for camp after dark not far from the wilderness boundary. It's second rifle season.

I see eyes ahead of me in the dark near the trail. I continue and eventually I can see an outline of an animal. It's not too big, with a long tail. It's not big enough to be a cougar but it's cougar shaped. I have no idea what it is.

I get closer and I see it's reddish-brown. It follows me about 1/2 mile until I get near camp.

Later I search online, I'm confident what I saw was a Jaguarundi.

 

[Serrano]

Wait that wasn't too scary. Try this:

About 15 years ago, I'm bow hunting in the San Juan Mountains. I backpacked in alone about 5 miles. After dark it starts raining hard and gets really windy.

After an hour or so I start hearing really loud crashes. After a while I realize it is beetle killed Spruce trees falling. I think I camped far enough away from dead trees, but I start to doubt myself.

It went on all night, and I got no sleep. It turns out it was the remains of a Pacific Hurricane.

Choose your campsite carefully!
Ken

 

[SaltiestRomo]

I once ran out of snacks during a hunting trip, the scariest hour of my life.

 

[Serrano]

This one wasn't as scary to me as it was to my friend.

On the night before Colorado's first rifle season about 20 years ago, I was sitting at the campfire with my hunting partner having a couple of beers. Out of the night we hear a woman's voice say, "Are you hunting high or are you hunting low". We look at each other puzzled.

We then see two figures approaching out of the darkness. I'm a little shocked and confused, and I say something like "We're going to hunt a couple miles up the canyon". Two women come into the firelight. Let's just say, no one has ever asked them if they were models.

I don't remember if anything else was said before my friend's wife and daughter come out of his camper to the campfire. The two visitors vanish quite suddenly.

His wife asks him, "So this is what goes on when your hunting".

 

[walnutbottomout]

This one wasn't as scary to me as it was to my friend.

On the night before Colorado's first rifle season about 20 years ago, I was sitting at the campfire with my hunting partner having a couple of beers. Out of the night we hear a woman's voice say, "Are you hunting high or are you hunting low". We look at each other puzzled.

We then see two figures approaching out of the darkness. I'm a little shocked and confused, and I say something like "We're going to hunt a couple miles up the canyon". Two women come into the firelight. Let's just say, no one has ever asked them if they were models.

I don't remember if anything else was said before my friend's wife and daughter come out of his camper to the campfire. The two visitors vanish quite suddenly.

His wife asks him, "So this is what goes on when your hunting".

So many questions.. Were you around other camps, how deep, etc. regardless, creepy!


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[Serrano]

So many questions.. Were you around other camps, how deep, etc. regardless, creepy!


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It is a trailhead that is setup like a campground; no fees, fire rings or tables. There is a pit toilet. About 10 gravel parking slots 30-40 feet apart. There were a couple other camps that night but not too close.

I guess ugly girls need love too. Or maybe they were working girls.

 

[rookieforever33]

Trailhead lizards?

 

[Nickofthewoods]

Out of the night we hear a woman's voice say, "Are you hunting high or are you hunting low".

In these types of negotiations you always want to start by saying you're hunting low and see what that can get you before moving any higher.

 

[Blowdowner]

This one wasn't as scary to me as it was to my friend.

On the night before Colorado's first rifle season about 20 years ago, I was sitting at the campfire with my hunting partner having a couple of beers. Out of the night we hear a woman's voice say, "Are you hunting high or are you hunting low". We look at each other puzzled.

We then see two figures approaching out of the darkness. I'm a little shocked and confused, and I say something like "We're going to hunt a couple miles up the canyon". Two women come into the firelight. Let's just say, no one has ever asked them if they were models.

I don't remember if anything else was said before my friend's wife and daughter come out of his camper to the campfire. The two visitors vanish quite suddenly.

His wife asks him, "So this is what goes on when your hunting".

Wait this is exactly how is should be. But hot. Swarms of them waiting for us to return. Fighting each other for our meat. If environmentalists ban red meat we may actually enter the greatest phase of hunting since the last mammoth died.

 

[ozyclint]

About the only weird thing I've experienced is at a local place I hunt.

Walking along a trail with a river on my left and a large granite rock slabbed hill on my right. It's a bit of a pinch point in the trail. Ground is sloped a little so that my right foot is higher than my left.
When I walk through there I get a feeling of leaning and falling to my left. Bit of a vertigo feeling. Doesn't happen when walking in the opposite direction. Never had it happen anywhere else but it always happens there.

Also, nothing creepy but just upstream from this spot there is a large room sized granite boulder that has a face that is naturally shaped like a parabolic lens.
This parabolic face faces the river and you can stand infront of this boulder facing away from the river but if you stand at just the right distance from it you can clearly hear the trickle of the river some 60 yards behind you.
Pretty cool natural phenomenon.