Northeast Washington gotta be my sister-in-law
Creepy experiences in the backcountry
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khart_6882
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If she lives anywhere near Northport then it could’ve been
Superx3
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Bump. Idk wether to be sad or relieved that there are no new creepy stories yet this season…
505Wapiti
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Sad there are no more stories, relieved the creepy experiences aren’t happening to me.
River Reaper
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I had a strange one a few months ago. I was sitting on a high point glassing and while looking through my spotter, noticed this small, metallic looking thing moving up my fov. At first it was almost like an eye squiggly, but I zoomed in a little and it was an object moving in the air of greyish/white/metallic color, looking roundish from where I was.
It moved up a hillside until the sky was in the background, then started back down toward the ridge and trees, all at one constant speed. I thought if it was a bird, it would land in a tree and disappear. It coasted along the ridgeline, still at the constant speed, before swooping upward into the sky background again. It then stayed at a fairly constant elevation moving directly away from me with a sky background until I could no longer see it, at the same constant speed.
Some may say mylar balloon, but I can’t imagine a balloon moving like this object moved. Also, it was far enough from civilization that I can’t imagine it was a drone, and I couldn’t make out any typical drone features on it. It was weird enough for me to write a note down in my phone so as not to forget the experience. Our predominant wind is typically from the west, and the object moved into a west/sw direction, and I didn’t pay attention as to what the wind was that day, but if I remember right, it was on the west side of my face when glassing. Who knows!
It moved up a hillside until the sky was in the background, then started back down toward the ridge and trees, all at one constant speed. I thought if it was a bird, it would land in a tree and disappear. It coasted along the ridgeline, still at the constant speed, before swooping upward into the sky background again. It then stayed at a fairly constant elevation moving directly away from me with a sky background until I could no longer see it, at the same constant speed.
Some may say mylar balloon, but I can’t imagine a balloon moving like this object moved. Also, it was far enough from civilization that I can’t imagine it was a drone, and I couldn’t make out any typical drone features on it. It was weird enough for me to write a note down in my phone so as not to forget the experience. Our predominant wind is typically from the west, and the object moved into a west/sw direction, and I didn’t pay attention as to what the wind was that day, but if I remember right, it was on the west side of my face when glassing. Who knows!
My Dog and I Got Lost in the Grouse Woods. We Found Something I Still Can’t Explain
When my bird dog and I got lost in the big woods, an old man helped us find our way again, and we helped him find his.
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Man that's interesting. My father has two stories about the lady in the white dress from back in the 50's. Both wee hours of the night in the middle of nowhere like yours.
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Look up white lady ghost seems to be world wide in all types of folklore
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Sounds like Onion Creek!
A long time ago I was scouting mid September for deer in the Tongue River Breaks. It was getting close to sunset and I hear something moving to the west. I look over and see a man on horse with a rifle slung over his shoulder. It was Adam from the west side of the river and to say he didn't have the best reputation was an understatement. This made me very nervous, because he was clearly on a poaching ride. He was a good 200 yards below me and the boundary fence was between us. Adam road up to the fence and went right through where the fence was cut and started up the mountain toward me. Clearly it was not his first time on the mountain. He knew right where the fence was cut. Adam didn't see me until he was with in 50 yards and the surprise that someone else was on the mountain was all over his face. He road up and said "I have lost my horses. Have you seen them, There is a friend below me looking to". It was a total lie, but a way out of a sticky spot. so I replied " No I haven't, if I see them I will let you know" and Adam road off. It wasn't more than a few years after that, Adam was convicted of beating a man to death with a bat.
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Came across this thread and figured I’d share something my uncle found a while ago. I don’t have a ton of the story to it, but my uncle had gone to his hunting property in December around Christmas time. While he was out there, he came across a dead black calf, black cat, and black lamb. Plus some chicken feathers in a tree and some other creepy stuff. After some asking around, I think they suspected it was the guy they paid to trap coyotes on their land doing some kind of satanic ritual. Likely around the winter solstice. I keep these pictures on my phone for proof it happened. Pretty sure that guy still traps for them too
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That definitely checks out as creepy
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Does he keep the coyotes cleared out?
Just standard trapper stuff.. The hole in ground with sticks is a dirt hole set with a bedded and covered trap in front and the wing in tree is an attractant for curious bobcats… the carcasses are probably from a farm and being used as bait
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Yep I agree. I trapped all through high school and did the exact same things shown in the photos with any good bait I could get my hands on. No satanic ritual there, although maybe that would have helped me catch more critters
.I always hung feathers or ribbon in a tree as a visual attractant especially for bobcats. Put sticks around my hole sets so they had to step on the trap’s pan to get to the bait. Farm critters that had passed and are piled up like that are a great way to snare all the entrance routes to the bait pile (the fact that they were black was probably random, and the cat was probably by-catch in his traps…). I didn’t have chickens but used waterfowl or upland bird carcasses I had hunted, and my favorite bait was a fresh rabbit or prairie dog.
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Great thread, time to get it kickstarted again. I've got a few decent ones and some shorter crappier ones. I'll write out the former category on their own first and I'll probably condense the latter category down into one.
First one:
My buddy and I were out one early Fall night in Maumee State Forest hunting for coyotes or a raccoon if we chanced on one. It started off as a fun night, spotted a couple possums by their eye shine right in the first 25 yards of the trail. We let the little buggers carry on with their business. Any critter that eats as many ticks as a possum does is a friend of mine.
As the night progressed, we would occasionally play raccoon or distressed rabbit noises off my friends phone (sounded terrible, about 0% chance anything would come into it). The moon was bright and full, so when the canopy was thin we would travel with no headlamps. The deepest portion of this particular section of state land was one such spot. In fact it was a totally clear cut rectangle, about 100x250 yards, with an old horse trail skirting the perimeter on 2 of the edges. The far edge of the clearing from where we entered was bordered by more woods for 300 yards or so, before the giving way to a soybean field.
Shortly after rounding the corner to walk that far edge, we spotted a dim orange light way off in the field, floating at about human height. Its weird to say, but my first thought was it was an old school lantern. We stopped to watch as we thought it might be a person heading our way. The light was moving up and down and side to side, almost like somebody looking for something in the dark. But try as we might, we couldn't spot a person anywhere near it, and certainly not holding it. We watched for several minutes and the light just seemed to keep meandering over the same little spot in the field, never really traveling. Since then I've always thought of the light as a will-o-the-wisp.
The light creeped us out, but eventually we got up and started walking again, albeit a lot more quietly. We hadn't made it 10 yards when we heard a nasty, raucous sound like animals fighting fire up across the clear cut. We were both initially excited, we thought it had to be a big 'ol boar coon. Excitement turned to doubt when we saw an entire, 30ft pine tree shaking at the location of the sound. Doubt turned to abject fear when the shaking transferred from the first tree to the adjacent one and on to the next one, impossibly fast. As soon as one tree would start up, the previous would stop, all the while the coon-ish noise would emanate from whatever tree was shaking. The wave of shaking, screaming trees traveled in a loop all the way around the outside of the clearcut. It must have been moving an easy 60 miles per hour, faster than any animal in the woods of Northwest Ohio could possibly move.
After making the loop, the noise and the shaking stopped all at once. All that was left was two, relatively in shape, 20 year old men with fully loaded AR15s sitting on the forest floor back to back quaking in their boots. We probably sat for a good 30 minutes before one of us nut up enough to stand up and start the hike back to our trucks.
I still have no idea what that light, or what that... other phenomenon was or if they were in any way connected. But it remains the scariest night I've ever had in the woods. That was 5 years ago now, and texting my buddy to refresh myself on some of the details, he told me how bad he was wishing a bear would leap out of the trees, because then at least we'd know it was something we could defend ourselves against.
First one:
My buddy and I were out one early Fall night in Maumee State Forest hunting for coyotes or a raccoon if we chanced on one. It started off as a fun night, spotted a couple possums by their eye shine right in the first 25 yards of the trail. We let the little buggers carry on with their business. Any critter that eats as many ticks as a possum does is a friend of mine.
As the night progressed, we would occasionally play raccoon or distressed rabbit noises off my friends phone (sounded terrible, about 0% chance anything would come into it). The moon was bright and full, so when the canopy was thin we would travel with no headlamps. The deepest portion of this particular section of state land was one such spot. In fact it was a totally clear cut rectangle, about 100x250 yards, with an old horse trail skirting the perimeter on 2 of the edges. The far edge of the clearing from where we entered was bordered by more woods for 300 yards or so, before the giving way to a soybean field.
Shortly after rounding the corner to walk that far edge, we spotted a dim orange light way off in the field, floating at about human height. Its weird to say, but my first thought was it was an old school lantern. We stopped to watch as we thought it might be a person heading our way. The light was moving up and down and side to side, almost like somebody looking for something in the dark. But try as we might, we couldn't spot a person anywhere near it, and certainly not holding it. We watched for several minutes and the light just seemed to keep meandering over the same little spot in the field, never really traveling. Since then I've always thought of the light as a will-o-the-wisp.
The light creeped us out, but eventually we got up and started walking again, albeit a lot more quietly. We hadn't made it 10 yards when we heard a nasty, raucous sound like animals fighting fire up across the clear cut. We were both initially excited, we thought it had to be a big 'ol boar coon. Excitement turned to doubt when we saw an entire, 30ft pine tree shaking at the location of the sound. Doubt turned to abject fear when the shaking transferred from the first tree to the adjacent one and on to the next one, impossibly fast. As soon as one tree would start up, the previous would stop, all the while the coon-ish noise would emanate from whatever tree was shaking. The wave of shaking, screaming trees traveled in a loop all the way around the outside of the clearcut. It must have been moving an easy 60 miles per hour, faster than any animal in the woods of Northwest Ohio could possibly move.
After making the loop, the noise and the shaking stopped all at once. All that was left was two, relatively in shape, 20 year old men with fully loaded AR15s sitting on the forest floor back to back quaking in their boots. We probably sat for a good 30 minutes before one of us nut up enough to stand up and start the hike back to our trucks.
I still have no idea what that light, or what that... other phenomenon was or if they were in any way connected. But it remains the scariest night I've ever had in the woods. That was 5 years ago now, and texting my buddy to refresh myself on some of the details, he told me how bad he was wishing a bear would leap out of the trees, because then at least we'd know it was something we could defend ourselves against.
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