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Wierd things you have seen in the woods.
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[quote:Anonymous Coward 7788222:MV8xNzM3MDUxXzI4ODAxNTQ3X0M5NTA3OEI2] [quote:ScrumpTheTexan:MV8xNzM3MDUxXzI4ODAwOTYzXzREQUQ0MDJD] [quote:41:MV8xNzM3MDUxXzI4ODAwNzgyX0FFQjc3MDNF] [quote:The Dude Jeff:MV8xNzM3MDUxXzI4ODAwNzE4XzlGQTAyMjY5] Love this thread and read every post I'm going to share an odd story as well. When I was younger my dad worked shift work. Some winter nights after working the 4pm until midnight shift he would wake my younger brother and myself up when he got home and we would go raccoon hunting. This particular night I was probably about 9 or 10 and my brother was two and a half yrs younger than me. We had driven out in the middle of nowhere and were walking creeks and checking out abandonded barns and houses that were falling down. Coons love those kinds of places to make their beds. We came upon an old, rundown house that was just in the middle of a pasture along a creek. there was no road to this house and you couldn't see it from the surrounding roads. We walked in the house and instantly felt an uneasy chill come over us. It was a cold winter night but it was noticeably cold in the house than outside. We each had flashlights and I still remember the beams of lights crossing as we searched the house for signs of the coons. As we walked in off the entry porch we noticed spray painted words on the walls, really evil stuff about murder, death and the devil. There were pentagrams on the floors in every room and melted wax where candles had been burning and in one room there was a fully clothed dummy hanging from the ceiling with a noose around its neck. My brother and I were asking my dad what this place was and why all this stuff was written on the walls. We were sheltered, small town kids and didn't know what was going on. All I remember after that was the uneasy look on my dad's face as he said let's get out of here. Each of us were carrying a rifle and/or a pistol and we were all scared by the time we walked about 45mins back to the truck. Nobody spoke a word as we walked and none of us ever talked about that place again. I still wonder once in a while what the hell went on there but i'm not sure I want to know. [/quote] [b]your dad should have burned it to the ground.[/b] [/quote] ^That^ [/quote] +1 [/quote]
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I got a special wilderness permit to go into an area in the mountains in CA where they hadn't allowed foot traffic in, in twenty years. There were no trails. It was myself and two other Marines and we did it in exchange for seeing if there was a rare kind of trout in the streams up there. I guess the forest service didn't have anyone who wanted to do it. I'm not sure I was set up with this by a friend. Anyway we hiked for two days with no trails using just a map and compass and on the second day we walked around this huge cliff to find a full on cabin with a lawn and solar power and washer and dryer the whole nine yards all built into the rock face of the cliff. You couldn't see it from above so it had gone unoticed for years. We talked to the guy that lived there and he said we were the first people he had seen hike in, in 14 years. He was a retired helicopter pilot and he had flown all the equipment in by helo. He was squatting on federal land and knew it but didn't seem worried. He said he hikes out every two weeks for supplies by a different route then we came in and he showed it to us. We used that route to get back as he had a trail beaten down so the walking was easier. All in all it was pretty cool. The trout the forest service was looking for were in the creeks so it is still closed to foot travel and we never told the forest service about the old helicopter pilot so I would bet he is still out there.
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