Hi All
Following from this thread Hammocks over haunted Browning Hill. I was wondering what was the most spookiest place you have ever hung in, (perceived or real, documented).
I hope to read of some real scary places
Gunn
Hi All
Following from this thread Hammocks over haunted Browning Hill. I was wondering what was the most spookiest place you have ever hung in, (perceived or real, documented).
I hope to read of some real scary places
Gunn
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Blood Mountain Georgia on a trail called Slaughter Creek Trail.
My first solo overniter. Right around Halloween time. Right after I set-up, I heard some screeching noise that scared me. Never did find out what exactly it was. An Indian ghost perhaps.
Then a deer that came real close would not quit starring at me.
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"Every day above ground is a good day"
Wow, it's 10:22pm here and I just got the shivers
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Last fall in NJ somewhere. I was stealth camping next to my hiking partner who was in his tent. We both woke up around 4 or so in the morning to one of the strangest sounds I have heard in the woods. I only vaguely remember the sound. But it sounded like huffing and stumping, along with other related noises. Did I mention it was coming from the direction of my foodbags? Needless to say I think we both slept 30 minutes the rest of the night.
A funny side story. This happened a couple times. I would hang my pack on the webbing going to the tree. Not really thinking about it, I would just snap one of the buckles over it and forget about it. Laying in the hammock hours later it felt like something was crawling in my hammock or moving it. Well yeah, I jumped out and freaked out. I learned that a weight moving over the webbing feels like something messing with you. Really funny after the fact.
Is that too much to ask? Girls with frikkin' lasers on their heads?
The hanger formly known as "hammock engineer".
AH*: My back yard, the first time a squirrel ran along my ridgeline. I'm not sure who was more startled, me when he ran along the new shortcut, or him when I, less than 12" below him,,,, "made my presence known". No, I didn't scream, but I did yell a bit.
Since then I barely stir when he does it.
BH**: I was about 1 mile N of Flint Mt. Shelter, I was awakened to some VERY BRIGHT flashes, much like strobes, but these had to be 200' long 10,000,000,000 watt strobes. They were way to bright and WHITE to be lightning, and there was no noise. No thunder, No "pop" like a strobe makes, NO NOISE! Even the animals were quiet. I figure they were as freaked as I was.
The conversation all the next day as hikers passed was "SO, were you abducted too?". I was glad I wasn't the only one to see those lights, whatever they were.
*AH = After Hanging.
**BH = Before Hanging.
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More, more, more!!! keep these stories coming I'm so excited!
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Deep water faith in the shallow end and we are caught in the middle
With eyes wide open to the differences, the God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His or are we caught in the middle" - Casting Crowns
now that's got me laughing
a couple years ago a friend & i went to trail days (my 1st time) & to camp we drove back out of town several miles to a camp site right beside the road that we had seen on the way in.
there were rowdys riding up & down the road through the night & there was some kind of road forking off going down into the woods behind us.
in the middle of the night i woke to see a couple sets of headlights down in the woods just below us, pointing toward us!
several rednecks were hollering at us w/ bad intent!
i knew they were moving in on us!!! so i did the only thing i knew to do in that fearful moment... i swung from my hammock, landing on two feet running toward them as hard as i could, screaming a war cry as i rushed toward the headlights!!!
then i really woke up... & asked my friend if he herd me holler
I too will something make and joy in it's making
A couple years ago, some buddies and me were outside of Damascus ridin' round drinkin' a few cold ones, just minding our own. Well, you know how it is when your drinking beer, sometimes you have to just pull over and pee. We pulled over, and got out, a buddy of mine stepped in a hole and was hollerin' at me to watch out for this hole, when out of nowhere comes this redneck crashing down through the woods and hollerin' and screamin' at the top of his lungs. We thought it was sasquatch, scared us to death, I peed all over myself cause I was in mid stream, stepped in the hole my buddy was hollering about and fell flat on my face. Finally got back in the truck and took off. From this day on, we never go out in the woods at night during trail days.
Couldn't be the same group of guys, could it??
How weird would that be
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Now THAT'S funny!!!!!!
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