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Finishing up a hike with my mom and her boyfriend in Eastern Washington, I decided to run ahead because we were close to the car (and they were slow). During this jaunt a few deer sprang out in front of me, which I thought was odd because they should have heard me approaching from a distance. I made it to the car but they were taking longer than expected so I began to worry. I back-tracked to find them furious with me saying, "What were you thinking throwing rocks at us!? You almost hit us, and with big rocks!" They couldn't figure out how I was close enough to loft bowling ball-sized rocks and not be seen. Needless to say, it wasn't me and something had frightened those deer towards a running human being...I don't believe in Bigfoot, but that sure was a strange occurrence in his neck of the woods.
Posted: Nov 10, 2009 Washout

During a camping trip to a remote part of Eastern Washington me and my Hubby were enjoying a little campfire time before bed. We'd recently tied our dog up for being irritable and restless, when she suddenly became very quiet. I could hear what i thought was a dirt bike in the far distance, then heard the noise again - I looked at hubby who also had heard the noise. "Dirt bike?" I asked growing uneasy. "I was thinking Mountain Lion" he replied.

As I listened closer it became very clear the noise I heard was a feline toned low growl. It moved from one side of us to the - I was frozen in fear. The dog busted out with some wild barking and growling as Hubby grabbed a gun, fired it in the air twice and flipped on his flash light. We heard a thump and saw a tree 20 ft from was that was rocking as if them something and just jump up in it or out of it. Hubby ordered me and dog inside the camp trailer and went to investigate the tree. I heard more shots, he returned shortly there after and said that while he didn't see the lion, he shot a few more times in the air for good measure.

We didn't hear it again for the rest the night but woke in the morning light to find Mountain Lion tracks that circled our camp twice. We left shortly after wards - being to unnerved to stay. any longer.
Posted: Nov 10, 2009 Lostfalls

While camping some years ago in desolate Goosenecks of the Juan River S.P. in Utah, the sound of pronounced bipedal footsteps circling my tent woke me up sometime during the night. I was instantly alert and listened for some time to the footsteps. My only defense was my big lantern flashlight, and I prepared myself to brain anyone who dared to unzip the tent or enter otherwise. Nothing happened and I eventually fell back asleep. No footprints were visible on the hard ground the following morning.
Posted: Nov 02, 2009 roadtoruins.com

My family had a jolt of unease one day, wandering up an AT side-trail in Tennessee. We came upon an old cemetary, the dates covering the mid-1800s to early 1900s. A backwoods cemetary is unsettling enough, but all of these graves were for small children. The area was not fenced in, but was well-tended and cleared of any debris. We quickly felt that the kids did not want us looking upon their supposed "resting" place, so we high-tailed it back to the main trail.
Posted: Oct 31, 2009 tristanw

I had a similar Blair Witch experience while fighting a fire in a remote area of the woods. There, in the middle of the fire -- which was started by lightning -- was a large triangle of rope with a marionette-sized stick figure hanging in the middle of it. It was completely uncharred by the fire even though it was surrounded by (and hanging from!) burned trees, bushes, and grass.
Posted: Oct 29, 2009 telemarkfire

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