Creepy experiences in the backcountry

[RockAndSage]

I wasn't born and raised in Southern Appalachia, more like an hour away, but we moved to the Western NC mountains about 8 or so years ago. I've heard all of the old wives tales, don't stare into the woods at night, don't whistle outside at night, if you hear someone calling for you in the woods don't go, etc. I also live in an old house, built in 1887 and originally a Methodist Church until 1920. The previous owners had some experiences, my son has said he had an experience in the past when he was around 8 (felt like someone under his bed kicking up at his mattress when he was sleeping). I have personally not had anything that creeped me out here (only paranormal experience I've had, I posted it a long ways back in this thread).

Anyways, two nights ago my son had to go for a run. Long story short, he skipped out on some conditioning at his middle school baseball practice and he had two options to rectify the situation (I'm one of the coaches). Basically teaching accountability. 1) call the head coach, tell him what he skipped, accept any punishment he doles out. 2) he has to run for me at home, and it's going to be worse than the running he skipped on. He chose #2.

I told him he will have to run about 90 minutes, and we'll finish up with some sprints in the yard after that. He started running around 7ish, the sun was still out. My wife is worried about him running in the road at dark, so she decides she's going to go follow him in the car. We live in a rural area, but there are houses around, honestly the only thing that worried me is a domestic dog going after him, it's a safe area with hardly any traffic. Up the road from our house is a development that was started but never finished. It has a gravel road, a few street lights, they keep it mowed, a couple lots just hit the market, but the entire time we've lived here no houses were ever built (I use it to dump guts after I clean animals and go for walks). I wouldn't have sent him up there in the dark solo, he'd get freaked out and I wouldn't blame him. Since my wife was following him, I told her to make him run halfway up into the development (goes up hill), turn around and come home, and he'll be done with that part. He gets back with my wife following him, runs his sprints, and he's all done. He did great.

I'm in the kitchen talking with my son and wife after, and she tells him to tell me what happened. He said when he was running up that neighborhood he heard something whistle at him and clear as day say his name twice. My wife said she never whistled, never called his name, and was just following behind him. He's not the kind of kid that would make something like that up. He seemed pretty chill about it ... I got the heebeejeebees just thinking about his story when I was putting the dogs up later that night.

Did the whistle and/or how the name was called out sound like anyone he'd heard before? As in, how either of you call out to him when outside?

 

[Sandhills]

Heard a story from the coast once. Bunch of guys had the bright idea of chasing bigfoot with hounds on the Hoopa (I think) reservation. The bigfoot hunters were sitting off the shoulder of the road having lunch or discussing about where they were gonna go look next when a guy pulled up and said a bigfoot crossed the highway in front of em about 5 minutes before. They beat feet up there, dumped the tailgate, and away them hounds went baying every breath. All of a sudden the dogs got quite and the group made their way up the hill. What ever them dogs were chasing grabbed em and skinned em like you would a rabbit. And that story is pretty similar to the Fouke Monster stories in Arkansas.

Could be 100 percent BS but I can say that I've seen hounds come out of the dog box screaming down the draw and then about the time you get back in the truck the dogs are standing in the road, tails between their legs.

 

[AK Troutbum]

Heard a story from the coast once. Bunch of guys had the bright idea of chasing bigfoot with hounds on the Hoopa (I think) reservation. The bigfoot hunters were sitting off the shoulder of the road having lunch or discussing about where they were gonna go look next when a guy pulled up and said a bigfoot crossed the highway in front of em about 5 minutes before. They beat feet up there, dumped the tailgate, and away them hounds went baying every breath. All of a sudden the dogs got quite and the group made their way up the hill. What ever them dogs were chasing grabbed em and skinned em like you would a rabbit. And that story is pretty similar to the Fouke Monster stories in Arkansas.

Could be 100 percent BS but I can say that I've seen hounds come out of the dog box screaming down the draw and then about the time you get back in the truck the dogs are standing in the road, tails between their legs.

Me and a buddy of mine went to our favorite camping spot on the Hoopa Indian reservation (called it, the Gorge), on the Trinity River near Weitchpec. This was back in the late 80’s and we went there a lot to steelhead fish. After about an hour or so into this venture, we started hearing gun fire and bullets wheezing by our heads. We quickly decided to get the hell out of there and drove out with our headlights off, pretty much by braille. Nothing to do with creepy, unexplained experiences in the backcountry, but it was still unnerving, and I’ve held a grudge towards those Indians ever since.


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[Sandhills]

Me and a buddy of mine went to our favorite camping spot on the Hoopa Indian reservation (called it, the Gorge), on the Trinity River near Weitchpec. This was back in the late 80’s and we went there a lot to steelhead fish. After about an hour or so into this venture, we started hearing gun fire and bullets wheezing by our heads. We quickly decided to get the hell out of there and drove out with our headlights off, pretty much by braille. Nothing to do with creepy, unexplained experiences in the backcountry, but it was still unnerving, and I’ve held a grudge towards those Indians ever since.

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I never did go over there but I've heard horror stories.

I tend to mind my P's and Q's around Indian reservations after spending my childhood growing up around the Ouray ute, Pyramid lake Paiutes, Maidus and Duck Lake and McDermitt Shoshone and the Souix in my adult years

 

[eddielasvegas]

Me and a buddy of mine went to our favorite camping spot on the Hoopa Indian reservation (called it, the Gorge), on the Trinity River near Weitchpec. This was back in the late 80’s and we went there a lot to steelhead fish. After about an hour or so into this venture, we started hearing gun fire and bullets wheezing by our heads. We quickly decided to get the hell out of there and drove out with our headlights off, pretty much by braille. Nothing to do with creepy, unexplained experiences in the backcountry, but it was still unnerving, and I’ve held a grudge towards those Indians ever since.


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And remember for those reading this thread that it's their laws on a rez. As an American in the USA and on a rez, your great Constitution, and the rights afforded you under itt, do not exist on a rez.



Eddie

 

[Pharmseller]

Another good reason to avoid a rez.

 

[Ramem7mm]

So a couple years ago I was hunting some BLM land and there is a some what of an active trail that people can day walk around a local lake but there are plenty of deer as well and people take nice ones all the time. I had been walking and still hunting this trail for a couple hours and it was about late morning when I noticed on the ground human footprints without shoes or socks on. I was probably about a mile from the other end of this trailhead and thought it was very strange someone would walk that far barefoot. I kept hunting though as there were deer popping up here and there. After short time of seeing the human footprints I started to hear what I believed to be a Native American lady singing/ chanting. It was a little on the creepy side so I turned around and started walking back to where I had came from. Not sure exactly the situation that was going on but figured I really didn't want to go find out. Still not quite sure what it was to this day.

 

[Braaap]

A friend of my grandpa's was hunting bears with hounds in the Kings River drainage in California. He hunted off horseback and would go as close as he could on horse and then walk into the tree. The dogs bayed up in a canyon that was too steep to take a horse so Cat walked in on em. They were bayed in a area that had burned previously and the trees had grown back 10-15 foot tall. Cat said that when he was making his way into the dogs he could see them being pitched up in the air above the tops of the trees. The hounds beat him back to the horse and pickup. He never saw what it was the dogs had bayed so he couldn't say what it was other than likely not a bear.

What state was this in?

 

[huntsman22]

What state was this in?

Well, duh..... Kings river drainage in california..... as clearly stated

 

[Braaap]

Well, duh..... Kings river drainage in california..... as clearly stated

Oops. I meant to ask @Sandhills which state the “pssst” was when he was catching frogs. I replied to the wrong story.

 

[CRJR45]

Not a hunting story , just creepy. I was working for Dawn Donuts in Michigan, it’s 2.30 am and I’m driving to work in my Chevette with four 50lb cubes of shortening in the passenger seat south on I 75.
I see this chick hitchhiking so I pick her up but she has to sit in the back seat because of the shortening , so I was looking at her thru the rear view mirror, as we talked .
And every time I would look forward , at the road , I’d catch a glow out of the rear view mirrors , when I’d look back , nothing .
She told me to let her out where I 73 and M 23 split , but I’m trying to figure out what is making the glow in the mirror, but not really seeing it , thought it was a car following with its lights out or something.
She was talking, asking me if I’d noticed a lot of out of state license plates, to which I said no .
She said there was a witches convention in town and that was why so many out of state plates.
Then she said , Know how I know ? Because I’m a witch, and there was that flash of light , only brighter , out of the corner of my eye , and I still had no idea where it came from.
Then I passed the split of I 75/M23 and had to lock the brakes up , came to a stop on the side of the I 75 and she was pissed .
She got out , on the wrong side of 23 and didn’t like it , she started to say something and I just drive away with her door still open .
I’m looking over my left shoulder checking traffic and there was none , there was a brighter flash of light behind me on the right side , and when I turned around to look at her , nothing , she was gone .
Hair raised on my neck and I was sure she was in the back seat , again , about killed me looking backwards and driving as fast as that little four cylinder would go .
Still creeps me out thinking about it .