Wierd things you have seen in the woods.

years back,i went hiking into north eartern indian himalayan forests.Hundreds of tribes live there and they are pretty scary.But i knew few of the languages and went anyway into very thick bamboo forest.
It was creepiest experience of my life.I didnt see any interesting thing but i felt i was watched by thousands of eyes.The bamboo seems to have got eyes and hands.When bitter cold wind flows through bamboo forests,it creates a weird haunting sound.I thought i was being pursued by some unknown animals or some other tribals.
I roames there for 2 days and had it enough.After returning back i told one of the tribal elders about feeling in bamboo forest and he informed that everybody felt it.Some sort of superstitions and stories are written around it.

Thanks. It wasn't that.
This was very much a NEST built to lay in.
Curved bowl shape.
I wish we had gathered some of the fur and scat.

What puzzled Mark and I the most was not being able to find any example of a nest that size on the ground in literature.

Living in the mountains of Idaho I was hiking up a remote canyon in the summer and came upon the head of an Elk that was freshly killed.This Elk head was circled by rocks next to the Elk was a pentagram scratched into the dirt.Reporting this the Fish & Game told me there are a lot of satanic rituals that take place using sacrificed animals.

I live in a lightly wooded area of suburban Boston - about 30 miles from the city. Once, several years ago, I was looking out the front door and saw a large black cat with a long tail going past the woods near our complex. Maybe 15 feet or so from me. Didn't see the head, just the middle and back with the long tail. Didn't want to go out and see the rest of it. This was a large black cat, I'm assuming about the size of a panther, not some kind of house cat. I've been wary of our wooded areas ever since but haven't seen anything like it again. More recently, in the past couple of years, I've heard howling in the distance (not a cat, of course) around 1-2 in the morning. Sounded like a wolf. One night was even a full moon! I also heard what sounded like a very short fight between whatever was howling and what sounded like a dog. Loud snarling and yelping from the other animal. God, I hate the woods.

I rented a cabin in the woods in Northern California for the weekend. It was a really old cabin, over 100 years old, set in a dark redwood forest. The owner had a cabin next to it. I was in bed about to go to sleep when something came through the window. All I can describe it as is a ball of light and sound but it was alive and buzzing and very menacing. I felt it was warning me to leave and did not want me there.

I was totally weirded out and stayed awake for hours after that reading because I was afraid to go to sleep. Finally, I fell asleep and had a dream about a blonde woman on the stairs of the cabin screaming for help. It was unlike any dream I'd ever had because I really felt the woman's fear and it seemed like a real cry for help and not just a dream.

When the weekend was over I researched that cabin because it used to be owned by a famous family so there were records. It turned out many people had died in the cabin over the last 100 years. I also found out from a friend of mine who lives in the area that the owner of the cabins had been caught secretly filming a couple who stayed there once. That guy had been pretty insistent that I have a glass of wine when I arrived but I declined because I was a single woman and didn't want him to get the wrong idea.

After learning of his weird behavior, the warning from the thing that came through the window and the dream of the girl crying for help I now wonder if the owner was a murderer or rapist or something. I wonder if what came through the window was trying to warn me away. The whole place, those woods and the house, had a very dark and sinister energy.

You are SOO lucky in soo many ways.

Something dangerous was there for sure.

I am from California but I did a two month trip to India once. I went to Kashmir and then bused it over to west Bengal. Before going to Nepal I decided to go to Darjeeling and then Sikkim. I had heard that Butan was interesting so I started going east. Came to a town called Lava in very a very old forest. It was a very interesting place to hike around, much more interesting than further north around Gangtok.

I was in the boy scouts in the mid 70s (around 13 or 14) and was with a friend and we went out at night after a campfire and got high. We were hiking around when we came upon about a dozen chanting indians (native americans) with feathers on their head, the whole deal, and they had a couple white kids with their hands tied behind their back and blindfolds over their eyes. We started to freak out but followed them from their side in the trees. They went into a rocky area that had a small circle fire surrounded by rocks. They took the boys to the fire. At this point we thought they were going to sacrifice them but then it turned out it was just an order of the arrow initiation. It freaked us out for about 20 minutes.

I've got crazier stories but those will have to wait for another time

When I was about 11 or 12, I went camping with my cousin of equalish age in the woods on my familys land up in northern wisconsin. Probably a few hundred yards away from the house.

Anyways, our campsite is at the top of this huge hill/clearing which at the bottom is surrounded by woods, we are having a fire with weenies and smores, and for fun we start trying to freak ourselves out and shine our flashlights into the woods, see if we catch anything in our beams. Well, we did, a bunch of eyes, some blinking and turning away and some looking back, but distinct.

Its very strange to think of now but I don't know why they didn't scare us much. We figured they were a pack of wolves but were totally at peace with the idea. I had seen wolves in the forest before and had a respect of wildlife, I wasn't afraid. So it wasn't that big of a deal. Might sound crazy but that's the truth.

That kind of leaves our mind, we get to being slap happy goofy kids, tire ourselves out, and we decide its time to get to bed. So we are laying in the tent for a while, almost asleep, its been 15 or 20 minutes of drifting silence, when we become aware of what sounds like a large animal nearing the site. The fire is still going a little bit.

I've camped a bunch of times and have heard footsteps, raccoons, whatever. You just get used to it I guess. But this time, the hulking presence was impossible to shake off. We both became immediately aware of it. My cousin and I at this point were aware of the both of us being EXTREMELY freaked out.

That level of fear was nothing compared to when we soon heard this roaring noise. It was very, very close to the tent. It sounded like a bear, but also kind of like what I've heard in later years are supposed to be sasquatch vocalizations. Well whatever it was, we both definitely heard it , scared stiff, hairs on our necks standing straight up. We were almost crying, praying to god to protect us, but still, totally silent, so freaked out, not wanting to breathe! We mustve waited like that for 20 minutes or more and the were probably the longest 20 minutes of my life up to that point

Then we mutually decided, since it had been quiet long enough, to get out of the tent and book it top speed back to the house, every man for himself. We took off in our underwear running on the wet grass with our shoes not even tied screaming at the top of our lungs and running as fast as we possibly could until getting back to the house! Never camped out there again!

Forest park, Queens New York in the early eighties was a super run down and desolate place, very different from today.

My brother and I rode our bikes out there from Long Island with shovels to help build a bmx track. We met a couple of his friends there that lived locally and we spent the day digging and clearing brush.

It started to get dark fast and the friends went their own way. My brother and I cut through an area with a huge broken down fountain covered in graffiti to save time.

Then from behind the fountain a dozen or so black hooded figures emerged walking single file into the woods. We instinctively knew enough to lay down our bikes and hide so they wouldn't see us and we watched them perform a some kind of ritual...

I couldn't have been more than 8-9 but I remember feeling dread for the first time and being scared shitless.

Really? The strangest would have been a jelly fish type bodied thing,kind of like on the movie predator I guess? Went RIGHT beside me very very very fast.Glad it did not want to hurt me, because it could have very very easy. It is not really what I have seen, but FELT.I have kicked it in high gear before from that feeling, the one where I know damn well,if I stop or turn around the boogeyman will be there.It does not stop me from trying my best to be in the night, but It seems if there is a Boogeyman out there? I always manage to shelter in the nick of time.Come to really think of it? I think the boogey man may be afraid of me.

Forgot to add, I never did check out what was up with that storm drain. Going back soon so this time I'll check it out.

Forgot to add, I never did check out what was up with that storm drain. Going back soon so this time I'll check it out.

Very cool story! We're in the general area, and yeah - we've heard the thunderbird stories. Supposedly some cowboys killed one more than a century ago near Tombstone and Lake Elizabeth. Locals said it had preyed on cattle for years. They said it had a wingspan of 160 feet.

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