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| gd2balive User ID: 1309296 05/01/2012 11:05 PM ![]() Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | While bowhunting in Oregon I crawled in upon what I thought might be Elk & to my surprise I saw two baby cubs both black and they were only 5 feet away from my face and momma was up the hill looking right at me 50yrds away... The wind was blowing up hill,wow & then she looked up hill and I got up took off with all that I had in me,lol I am thankful I did not have to shoot her & good thanks for fast feet and quick thinkins anda whole lotza luck on my side Man o Man good times in the bush MJ Last Edited by gd2balive on 05/01/2012 11:07 PM Marty en`eng`ko engedi |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 12202477 05/01/2012 11:06 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ![]() I LOVE this thread!! It's like an old friend, showing up every once in awhile with lots of new stories. Here's my story. It's not scary like the others, but it made a big impression on me at the time. It was 1970 or 71. I was a "city girl" who had married into a "good ol' boy" family. Well, it was traditional for the family to go deer hunting together. The place where they would all congregate was called "French Camp", near Yosemite in California. Anyway, when all the guys would leave before dawn the women would stay in camp, usually go back to bed to get up again around 9 or 10 am, then putt around the camp until the guys would all come back in. The women really had no interest in hunting; I think the guys just brought us along to cook for them etc. Anyway, this was pretty BORING for me, so one morning when the rest of the women went back to bed I decided to go for a walk. There was a little trail, and I figured as long as I stayed on the trail I could just turn around and get back to camp. I'd never been out in that much Nature at one time, so I was taking my time and looking at the plants and trees and stuff. I came around a bend in the trail, and looked ahead and realized I was looking into the eyes of a fawn. He/she still had a few spots left (which is how I figured out that it was a fawn). We just stood there looking at each other - about 10 feet apart. There was massive brush alongside both sides of the trail at that point, almost like a tunnel. Suddenly there was a sort of whistle, (must have been Mama) and the fawn bolted away. Having never seen anything larger than a German Shepherd dog, seeing that fawn really made an impression on me. It was my "secret" memory, and I was happy inside when the guys got "skunked" and came back deer-less - I couldn't imagine killing such a beautiful creature. nice story... but all creatures are beautiful. that calf to make veal, that big old cow to make beef, that sow to make pork chops. it's ALL the same. |
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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 14459915 05/01/2012 11:45 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I saw a bunch of people in a circle speaking weird languages around a fire dressed in what looked like white robes. I was young at the time so I though they were Satanists. I later found out that this was a worshipping area of Native Americans and they were doing some tobacco ceremony. The white robes were actually white Indian garments, not Satanist's robes. |
| Spittin'Cesium User ID: 14589973 05/02/2012 12:29 AM ![]() Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I saw a bunch of people in a circle speaking weird languages around a fire dressed in what looked like white robes. I was young at the time so I though they were Satanists. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 14459915 I later found out that this was a worshipping area of Native Americans and they were doing some tobacco ceremony. The white robes were actually white Indian garments, not Satanist's robes. You sure it was'nt the Klan!? Sounds like them to me. The thing that hath been, is That which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done:and there is no new thing under the Sun. Ecclesiastes 9:1 |
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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 1486940 05/02/2012 01:01 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My back yard is partly wooded and I see all kinds of animals around here, particularly birds, since I put out seeds and other things for them to eat. Quoting: weasel keeper Yeserday was a bit weird, when I was sitting here at the computer and I heard a loud thump from the patio door, it sounded almost hard enough to break the glass. I saw a hawk on the patio, and when I moved out of my chair, he flew away. Then I went to the patio door and saw a dove laying under the side of the grill, his eye blinking spasmodically and blood spurting from his head. Well now I know what happened, the hawk snatched the dove from the grape arbor, lost its grip and it smashed into the patio door, and if you know anything about hawks is that they hit their prey at 50-60 MPH, that's why it was so loud of an impact. So, I left the dove there for about 5 Min.,and went back stealthily to see if he came back for his prey, and the dumbass hawk was standing at the patio door staring into the house looking for the dove, but the dead dove was laying about 36 inches behind him. Apparently the hawk thought the dove went into the house, where he was looking until I spooked him. I eventually took the dead dove out into the yard where a crow ate him. I also feed birds and my cats love to sit by the patio door watching the birds, one day a Coopers Hawk must have thought the cats were outside and the hawk slammed into the patio door with great velocity. The cats scrambled then returned to watch the dazed hawk stand by the door trying to regain its composure and senses while I looked up local wildlife rehabilitation centers on the Internet. The hawk then perched on the squirrel feeder watching the cats for a while then flew off however it must have been hurt. The hawk left a perfect impression on the patio glass door so it hit with great force and I was surprised that the glass was not shattered as he hit the glass with one loud thud. As they say, Pride goeth before a fall... poor Tweety |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 1486940 05/02/2012 01:03 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | we were walking deep in the woods in my hometown at the time MD. came upon a cave covered by a large boulder, came back later in the evening around dusk and the boulder had moved to allow whatever passage in or out,this boulder was huge with no possible road or passage to get any heavy machinery to the area to lift the 10' oval boulder that weighed several tonnes...wtf? my friend and I jogged the next couple miles to our car taking turns looking behind us... Quoting: Anonymous Coward 902671 Cool story, bro Always wanted to say that |
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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 15399367 05/02/2012 01:36 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I saw a dude taking a shit in the woods. The interesting part was the length of the turd. It ran from his ass to the ground as one long shit rope. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 7471800 What a weirdo. You actually stood there and WATCHED some guy take a dump? Eve taking note of the length of the turd? Wow... Just wow... lol. |
| ShabbyOrange User ID: 13480726 05/05/2012 10:26 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I don't know you at all and have probably never seen your posts or heard you on GLP, but thank you for Pinning this fantastic thread. I love the stories, ill share mine once I get through the many pages here. But anyway, thank you and I wish you a great future for what ever is held in store for you. |
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| weasel keeper User ID: 9299561 05/06/2012 02:11 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | While bowhunting in Oregon I crawled in upon what I thought might be Elk & to my surprise I saw two baby cubs both black and they were only 5 feet away from my face and momma was up the hill looking right at me 50yrds away... Quoting: gd2balive The wind was blowing up hill,wow & then she looked up hill and I got up took off with all that I had in me,lol I am thankful I did not have to shoot her & good thanks for fast feet and quick thinkins anda whole lotza luck on my side Man o Man good times in the bush MJ Feets don't fail me now! It's a good you knew the fast way out of there. ![]() Wild Weasels? You've got to be shitting me! |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 14197539 05/06/2012 02:40 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My sisters daughter told me she stepped out from her moms apartment one day and was in the front yard looking at traffic when all of a sudden the street and cars began to ripple like when you drop a stone into water and your reflection ripples in rings. Reality is not as tight as humans like to think. |
| weasel keeper User ID: 9299561 05/06/2012 02:50 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I was bowhunting for deer near an old drainage ditch in the early morning, it was just starting to lighten up a little from pitch black, and I saw a small oppossum walking past my treestand with a black dot bouncing around behind him. I was a little Wild Weasels? You've got to be shitting me! |
| weasel keeper User ID: 9299561 05/06/2012 02:54 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My sisters daughter told me she stepped out from her moms apartment one day and was in the front yard looking at traffic when all of a sudden the street and cars began to ripple like when you drop a stone into water and your reflection ripples in rings. Reality is not as tight as humans like to think. That would be from a drug and alchohol problem. ![]() Wild Weasels? You've got to be shitting me! |
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| weasel keeper User ID: 9299561 05/06/2012 03:16 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Goshdangit! That's a tough question, there are so many good ones, I've been reading these and have posted a couple, and that would be up to the clown ... Wild Weasels? You've got to be shitting me! |
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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 6730757 05/06/2012 03:57 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: Keats this reminds me of getting reeeally lost in the woods. Someone on here mentioned the Cranberry Lake area in New York State. They have developed some of it now, but it was THICK woods where frankly, many people went in and few came out. There have been tons of them, but the one my mother remembered best from years ago was a family that stopped to let their 8 year old son pee. He stepped off the road into the brush, and they never saw him again. I mean they never saw or heard him or found a scrap of clothing, a body or a bone. I swear this is true and I can probably find the newspaper in the archive. Something similar happened in a town I grew up in. A family was out hiking the trails and their little boy was running ahead of them but not too far ahead - going from memory but something like 10 feet. Forget the exact age now but something like 7 or 8 or under. He went around a curve in the trail & when the parents rounded the curve just a few seconds later he was gone. They heard nothing, no animal noises, no screams. He just disappeared. Never found him. Very sad. Wow that is so scary. I wonder what could have happened? I don't know. There was a lot of speculation but none of it really made sense. One popular theory was a mountain lion waiting in a tree jumped down & drug him off but the parents never heard a thing! You'd think the lion would have made some kind of noise or that the boy would have screamed if that had been the case. They do hang out in the trees a lot. I've seen quite a few lions (and bobcats) in trees but unless you a a constant looker up,looker-sideways, looker in back, look down like I am in the woods you'd never know they were there. But the parents weren't that far behind and they never heard a thing! If it had been a kidnapper you would think the parents would have heard the abductor running away. I just don't know what could have been so silent. Wow, these stories sound exactly like some I heard from a Bigfoot researcher on the Coast To Coast AM radio program when he was talking about all the people who've gone missing from national parks, never to be seen or heard from again. BTW, so many people go missing in U.S. national parks (especially children in close proximity to their parents) that the government doesn't keep ANY statistics (or at least won't release them.) How's THAT for scary?! |
| weasel keeper User ID: 9299561 05/06/2012 03:59 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | The dogs both jumped up and licked my face before running off across the desert toward Apple Valley. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 9299561 The dog probably licked his nuts first and the other dog was laughing at you. Actually, I didn't think about that, you're probably right but that was 28 years ago, and it doesn't matter cuz the dog probably didn't have any spit left in his mouth considering the fact he was stuck there for several days in the mojave desert with no water and 100+ degrees F during the daytime, so it was a "dry lick"... Wild Weasels? You've got to be shitting me! |