Many years ago at our Crockett lease I had a bowstand pretty deep in the woods through switchcane, etc. Back in the days of mini-Maglites. Turned a corner and my light hit the biggest shining eye I had ever seen about 40 yards out. It would move a little, disappear, and then come back. I couldn't see the other eye so I assumed it was peeking at me from behind a tree and then going back behind it. It was huge and all I had was a bow. I was so scared I was frozen-thought if I turned my back on it and ran I would be a goner. Finally got the courage to yell at it to try and scare it off. No dice. About the time my batteries were running out it started getting light enough to see. I had just about gathered enough courage to do battle with the Beast. Then I identified what I was dealing with.



A mylar party balloon that said "Happy Birthday!" on it.

I was hiding in some bushes when a bunch of hogs came up on me. I opened up on them with my pistol. My wife thought she heard me say "no,no,no" and then heard my gun shots. She was freaked out. Well, I started back to camp but got side tracked and was close to my wives area. I was trying to be careful to avoid it so I was walking carefully trying to get out of the area. She could see me sneaking around bushes and was really freaked out by then. So, she jumped out of the tree strand and started up a hill to go back to camp. By then I was already at the top of the hill and when she got close to the top she looked up and saw a person (me) and screamed. Scared the crap out of me!

Greatness!

Couple years ago I was at the lease by myself and i went to the stand extra early one morning. It was pitch black. I climbed into the 4x6 stand with 12"x12"windows four feet off the ground. I settled back for a snooze and as I sit there i notice a small white light on the inside of the roof. I climbed out of the stand and looked around but never found the source of the light. no roads and if it had been someone on the outside they would have to be next to the stand to shine light on inside roof. never figured that one out.

During rifle season on an old deer lease near Breckenridge, I parked about 300 yards away from the stand. On the early morning walk in, I like to not use a flash light when possible. In one low area where the grass gets tall and scattered trees overhanging the 2 track road, I busted up a herd of pigs. I almost stepped on a large sow right off the edge of the path, and piglets and many pigs scattered. I didn't have a round in the chamber, and no time to chamber one. I had pigs running by at my feet and all kinds of grunting happening. I froze, and saw all kinds of shadows of pigs running under the trees and in the grass right at me. It freaked me out! After that, anything else I think I can handle. (even a covey of quail busting up in the dark right in front of you, which will still make you jump!)

Might sound crazy but my place is haunted. We have more than one experience on it. If other people wouldn't have experinced stuff I wouldn't even be posting.

Mine was "I was following Dad to the stand but he seemed to have walked too far passed it. I asked him where he was going and when he answered he was behind me. I have no Idea who i was following it was just me and my Dad and there is no livestock on my place. It looked like an persons outline so I thought it was my father."

Another time My nephews were playing in an old trailer on the place and started yelling stranger. We we went to investigate and they said that a dark man was standing there watching them and he went into the wellhouse. We never found anything. No footprints or signs.

One of my buddies was steadily talking and I was getting something from the truck. When I walked back up to him and asked who he was talking to he freaked out. He said he wasn't expecting me to come from that direction because he was talking to me and saw me standing at the other corner of the trailer.

These are just a few things. Other people have had things they can't explain happen as well.

That's freaky HnL. I believe it too. I've had some strange things happen at our place that can't be explained away.

What county was this?

I've got a couple, but none with the spookiness factor of some of y'alls.

One night a buddy and I were camping up in Montana. It was a nice night, so were sleeping under the stars. I was on the tailgate, and he was on the ground about 10 ft away. In the middle of the night, maybe 4am, I was awakened by footsteps near camp. They kept coming closer. The weird part was they would take a few steps, then stop for a bit, then take a few more. It was like they were listening to see if we were aware. Well, they kept coming closer, and my buddy on the ground started to freak out. I hear him whisper "What is that?!". Finally, whatever it is is about to be right on top of us, so I fish out my headlamp. Just as it's about to be on my buddy I hit it with the beam and see.......one freaked out WT doe! She stared for a second or two, then bolted. She was probably just browsing real slow, hence the start and stop. Got your heart racing though.

The real strange one happened up in Alaska. We had back-packed a good ways in, and I was sleeping in a little light tent. In the middle of the night I woke up with that strange feeling that something was watching me. I can't explain it; I just knew there were eyes on me. I didn't have any decent light with me since we were backpacking, so I quietly found my headlamp, then opened the tent zipper just enough to see out. It was too dark to make anything out, so I popped the light on. Sure enough, a pair of eyes was there, shining back about 20 yards out. It retreated a little, out beyond my light, but would "peek" out every so often. It would move a little, but always at the edge of the light. After about 15 minutes of this it left. I never did figure out what it was. I looked for tracks the next day, but didn't find anything.

Mine sure can't compare to some on here, that's for sure! On weekend during the off-season my cousin and I were on a work-weekend at deer camp. I'd pulled down an old 5-gallon feeder and replaced it. We get back to camp about dark. I just plop the feeder on the table in my Airstream trailer and forget about it. We break into the coolers and have quite a few. We go to our trailers finally and all was well until early the next morning when that %^$#@! feeder went off and slung a handful of corn inside that aluminum Airstream! Whew Lord!!! that scared the hell outta' me.

Another: There was a large downed tree on the way to my stand from camp. We'd salvaged the tree for firewood but the 7-8 foot tall stump was still there. Every single time my flashlight hit it in the morning it looked like a very tall killer something or other and always gave me a start. It was just an odd shape and looked very human-like. I make the mistake of mentioning this in jest one time. One night, about 2am, I hear a strange "thump thump thump" coming from that direction. It happens twice,, then stops. In the morning I get up, already a bit un-nerved by the strange sounds, but not so much as to say anything. I'm walking to my stand, my flashlight beam hits the "object" as usual, only this time it has HUGE glowing eyes staring right back at me. My "buddies" had nailed two flattened beer cans to the stump. That's when I broke out the chainsaw.

Once at my Tarpley lease I decided to sit on the ground with a cedar at my back hoping that a deer or hog would walk by a clearing in front of me. Getting close to dusk, it got extremely quiet. A quiet I've never experienced before. As I panned over to my left, I could've sworn there was, what appeared to be a native American standing there. I about leaped 10 feet into the air while simultaneously running in the opposite direction. After about 10 yards I looked back. Of course nothing was there. After I told the owner about this incident, he revealed that there was an old burial mound nearby. I never hunted those parts of the woods again.

Man, that is freaky. The hair on my neck stood up.

Well I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight. Thanks.

SURE you can. Just listen to the flutes play and the beat of the drums.

Creepy Stories

The think above has been posted before in another thread. Some crazy stories on there - enjoy doing nothing at work for the rest of the day while you read!

I have been reading the stories from the survivalist board for a couple of months, Should be awesome for the deer hunters on here as they walk to the blind, especially if it gets a bit foggy!

I hate foggy mornings. My place is in "Booger County" and only a mile from a feline rehab center. Foggy mornings and a lion's roar coming down a creek bottom will get your blood pumping.

Could it have been your "Halo"?, this happens to me from time to time. Take it off and rub some dirt on it, this helps a lot.

I've never seen ghosts but I can sense a spirit(s) looking at
me or following me. I hate that cold chill and heaviness of
a presence

my truck alarm would go off , lights would turn on at my old
lease in Haskell ,,, it only does this on this particular lease
My friend thought I was smoking something until I invite him
out to hunt in early spring, 9pm truck light comes on,,,
2am truck alarm goes off ,,, happened twice on 2 different
occasions,, he's now a believer

I may wait till daylight to hit the bow stand saturday now!

Extreme SE Scurry/SW Fisher - right on the county line.

3 years ago was in my elevated blind before sun up in November and was just scanning the horizon past my feeder when all of a sudden this bright light shines above the tree line about 400 yards away. I thought just a Plane or something but there was no noise. It hovered for about 20 seconds then shot straight up about 100 yards. I had my video camera with me and reached down to grab it (about 3 seconds lapsed) and it was gone.

Happened again the next week with my buddy in the same stand to.

But have not seen it again.

This incident did not happen to me, but it happened to my father. He was hunting one morning at my grandfather's place, his father in law, this happened to be around the late 70's maybe early 80's, anyhow he was walking to his stand in the early morning pre dawn hours to his deer blind, which was about 1/4 of a mile from the house. As he gets half way to the blind he hears a snarl/growl and footsteps in the brush as if something stalking him, as soon as he would stop to listen to whatever it was that was walking behind him it would stop to. This happened for a couple of times more as he would stop and try to hear what it was and whatever it was would stop too and all he could hear was it's snarl breathing type of noise coming from the brush behind, So he decided he would pick up the pace and get in his blind as quickly as he could as now he was within a few yards of his blind. As he picked up the pace and made it to the ladder of the blind he could hear it pick the pace too right after him, he then went up the stairs made in in his blind and locked the doors and waited until the safety of daylight until he would get down and go back to the house. He told me that he latter he remembers than around that time that happened to him there were several ranchers around that area who reported their livestock being killed and eaten and also a few sightings of mountain lions. My dad was never one to show fear as he was a Vietnam Vet but every time he would tell that story the hairs on his arms and neck would stand up.

I know what-"carried' it off.
Alot of -"tales" in that area, and Scurry and Bordern County of such happines.