Well easiest is do a search for his posts, click on his name and a bar will come up saying send a message.

incidentally it was the folkore aspect of this that has kept my interest alive as long as it has.... interesting stuff

Long time Lurker 1st time poster.

A few weird experiences in the 'Burbs of Wilton CT.

1983-85 A woman screaming "Oh My God Help Me!" for what seemed an eternity ... just across from my house through the woods and across the west branch of the saugatuck river (just downstream from Devils Den). Called the cops, never slept again. Never found out what it was.

Months later i heard more screaming (no words just shreiking) .... still scared *&^%less and less sleep later on ... found out years later it was a beautiful family of foxes at play.

When Hurricane Gloria hit ... I saw a flamingo land in a Tree branch above the river.

1988 Me and my Buddies built a beer shanty behind the old folks home... went in there to have a few pops and found a homeless guy in it!!! Never went back!


In Keene NH where i went to college --- in about 96 or 97 there was a Hunter Moon - November moon very bright - and the Hale-Bopp comet -- Saw a Murder (Flock) of Crows flying in a perfect diamond formation and chattering their beaks at each other across the starry night


in 1989 on Mt Riga on the Appalachian trail i believe i experienced wood knocks and and vocalizations

in the 80's while visiting relatives in Florida a guy was fishing the inter-coastal in Lake Worth FL... i was watching him fish and it looked like he had a snag but he kept reeling .... suddenly a HUGE sea turtle breached and exhaled which sounded like a compressed gas cylinder being released.... the line snapped and we both were totally awestruck!!!


Also while living on Alki Avenue in Seattle I saw a grey whale come in close to shore and feed in the sandy beach area right outside my apartment window.

Let me be the first to welcome you BABADADA.

Weird and cool stories.

I also once saw a "diamond" of crows to. 12 of them, held that formation for 1/2 a mile.

I once saw a stellers sea eagle in Maine after the hurricane season. I know my birds and it really was. (indigenous to Eastern Russia and Japan)I never reported it to the rare bird alerts for fear it would be harassed to death. I checked for weeks and it appears that no-one else reported it either.

Welcome aboard.

Bigfootie

Very Cool!

I am a birder myself.... that must have been quite a sight!

I wonder what the diamond formation of crows means?

These basketball-sized glowing orbs are often seen in association with crop circles in Britain. I have read several accounts of witnesses seeing these things being chased around ("herded") by R.A.F helicopters.

My father grew up in Martinsville, VA. This incident happened back in the early 1950's, after TV had become available to the general public.

My father was a young man then, in his mid 20's. He, and his father, mother, and sister, were sitting in their living room watching their new TV. The chairs were all situated against the walls, so the center of the living room was clear of obstacles. The long axis of the room was roughtly north-south. On the south end of the living room was a fireplace, and on the north end was the TV.

As they were sitting there, watching the Tube, a ball of "ball lightning" came down the chimney, emerged from the fireplace, moved through the living room, and entered the TV...and exploded the TV!

Absolutely no chance of anything like that in that area.

supposedly there is a coven or something doing whatever they do in my neck of the woods but I've not come across them. And I'm good with it.

That is quite a story and I find it hard to believe, and it's not because your father had ball lightining come down the chimney and blow up the tv, I find it hard to believe somone else has actually heard of Martinsville. I mean come on.

I lived off-and-on in Madison County, Kentucky, for about a decade. In the SE part of the county, near where it joins Rockastle and Jackson Counties, there is a lot of steep, rugged terrain with plenty of cliffs and scenic vistas. It's great hiking country, and I used to spend a lot of time up there, often by myself.

One summer afternoon, I was hiking on Indian Fort Mountain. A lot of people hike on the south end of that mountain, which is a long ridge running North-South, but almost no one ever gets off the trails, or goes all the way to the north end. I was down at the base of the limestone cliffs, on the west side, working my way northward, exploring and looking for caves (of which there are many on the mountain). Is I got to the very north end of the rimrock, I noticed a small cave. The entrance was only about 2' by 2'. Since the cave mouth faced north, not much light penetrated. I looked into the cave, and in the dim light, could just make out a white, fuzzy thing, that was about the size of a small chicken. It was wriggling around.

At the same time, I heard a loud hiss. I couldn't figure out what I was seeing. I watched the white fuzzy thing, and listened to the hiss, for at least a full minute. I was just baffled.

Then, I heard a long, deep growl:
RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAA000000000000000000WWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!

Suddenly, I realized what I had found. The white fuzzy thing was a vulture chick, still in its down. The growl was coming from a mountain lion, and it was letting me know, in no uncertain terms, that it was annoyed at having had its lunch interrupted!

I got out of there as quickly as I could!

I HAVE!! Of course I'm only about 40 mins away from the Metropolis of Martinsville. . .and great story Savage. I wonder how much that TV cost?? I'm sure it was pretty big money back in those days for a TV.

This is another one of those "Doesn't have anything to do with bigfoot" stories.....just general weirdness.

From March of 1985 until December of 1988 I worked for the University of Kentucky, in Lexington. I lived in another town and commuted in to work every morning. One morning, I was stopped at a red light at the intersection of Rose and Vine, just a few blocks south of campus. I looked up toward the street corner to my northwest, and saw a most peculiar fellow.

From the neck down, he looked like an ordinary young man....jeans, sneakers, flannel shirt, medium build. But his head was shaped like a typewriter!

Not one of the modern IBM Selectrics, but like one of those old-fashioned, iron-framed, manual typewriters that were used back in the 1930's....with narrow profile, and steep keyboard. His head looked like someone had taken the skin of a human head, and stretched it over one of those old typewriters!!

The light changed and I drove through the intersection, and he stepped out onto the street to cross. I got a good look at him, both in frontal view, and in profile view, from no more than 15 feet away. I wasn't hallucinating. His head really was shaped just like a typewriter, from any angle of view.

Here is another creepy story about crows and i am not sure why this happened but it did.I helped a friend of mine deliver two cars from Cadilac, Michigan Down to Bloomfield.They were company cars and it was a day trip,it started by first flying to Cadilac.The cars were back in the country roads I drove one and he drove the other.I followed him as we left cadilac.All back roads.That day we left it was snowing very bad and we were driving not that fast due to the conditions of the roads.well we got on this one dirt road and i had lost sight of of my friend and the road that we were on was just a straight all dirt road but i was blinded by the snow at times . As i was driving down this dirt road i notice these crows ,a Flock of them flying very low and in the middle of the road.These crows surounded my car and i mean there must have been a dozen just circling my car ,it was freaking me out because i felt like iwas in that movie the omen,that just how it felt with them .Well as soon as they left or flu away I lost control of my car on that road ,I mean I realy lost control and could not get control .There were tree's on both sides of the road and that is all i seen ,i let of the gas and that did nothing .To this day I am not sure what saved me but if there is a higher p[ower well then that day i knew it .But I have never seen so many crows in my life like did that day and they were all around me crowing and it really freaked me out.

I had a crow fly away from me squawking (in near perfect-sounding English) "breaker, breaker..." - it immediately made me think of C.W. McCall, specifically "Convoy" - strange creatures.

I don't mean to rain on your parade, but the growl was not a mountain lion. It was momma vulture.

I walked upon similar situation in west Texas about ten years ago. The only difference was the chick was not in a cave, but a shallow depression under a brush pile. The growl scared the crap out of me, but it was followed not to a minute later with momma exiting the brush pile, and growling as she came. I backed off quickly. Those nasty things will vomit on you if you keep provoking them.

I also walked up on a small cavern in the mesa country around San Angelo Texas a couple years later an had momma buzzard exit right in my face. This time was minus the growl. I think the reason no warning was issued this time was that the nest only contained eggs, and she was not trying as vigorously to defend eggs as she would have a chick.

Choctaw

Choctaw

I think skin walkers are a Navajo belief. A skinwalker is a Navajo witch that can transform into many animals such as a wolf. The werewolf is a white man monster.

There may be other tribes with similar beliefs, but I had always heard of this in conjunction with the Navajo.

Choctaw

I can't say I was "looking for bigfoot" when this happened, but since whenever you're in the woods you're effectively looking for bigfoot (optimism rearing its bald head)...

While I was in college, I was hiking down the Cambridge-side trail of Mt. Mansfield (Vermont) when my younger brother and I encountered somebody hiking up the trail. He was in his early 30s, so I would guess, dressed head-to-toe in military camo (BDUs), had his face painted in complete camo and carried what looked like an AR-15. He wore a bandoleer with shells, a large Bowie knife in a scabbard and the rest of what you can well imagine went with his little venture into "survival land."

I said "hello" as we passed and all he did was glare at me.

On reflection, I'm glad my brother and I weren't shot as suspected Nazi spies.

Somebody else on this thread mentioned that there are far scarier things you can encounter than cougars or bear when in the woods. Barring bigfoot, I would state that they usually walk on two legs.

I am seriously considering buying a carry piece for my future ventures in the wild.

"The law? Where's the law, Drew?!" --Burt Reynolds, Deliverance

You never know what you can run into in them hills. Here in Cali, if your'e not careful, you might run into someones pot farm, or meth lab. Then, my friend, ain't no law gonna protect you.

No way. A vulture doesn't have enough lung capacity to growl for as long as this thing did. It was a big cat.

I'm a trapper in the woods of NE PA I've done this for may years . One year while trapping for beavers I had an encounter with somthing what I don't know . It was December of 2000 the winter was unseasonably warm I was trapping on the Susquhanna river on the banks in ransom . In the morning after work as on many days I would leave work and make the ride many miles away to check my traps. On this morning after I had parked my truck and had gotten out to get things ready to make the walk back into the woods I could hear off in the distance a howling, scream the scream remined me that there were coyotes in the woods and that I may have gotten one in one of the beaver caster mound set I had out so I made sure I had my pice on me to take care of this if this was the case. On the walk I could hear the noise over and over so this just confirmed that I had a coyote so I made no hast in checking the rest of the traps on the way in. As I approached the trap with the animal in it I could see it and it was not a coyote this thing was a little bigger than a cainine all most the size of a bear the color was brown with some red and other dark shades mixed in . As I got closer It's fight worsened so I drew my pice and put a bead on the animal that had been tricked into comming to close to something it thought was safe. It turned and looked at me once and it's face was not one of anything I've ever seen somewhat like a monkey with more of a cats eyes and mouth I did note it's teath were that of a human after seeing it's face I pulled the trigger this made it fight harder to get out so I pulled the trigger again and yet another time until the fight was over it had gotten out of the trap and ran I looked for this thing after it had gotten out and I never found any trace other that of some hair and blood that was in and around the trap and I have never seen anything like to this day ever again. Beleave it or not I was there I pulled the trigger on someting that could have been a man or just someone playing a trick thank god that was not the case .

Sounds like a wampus cat.

So, 'giantofoot', are you saying you shot the animal several times and it still escaped? What kind of firearm did you use? Did it only move on all fours or did it ever walk on two legs? Just curious for more detail about the animal's description. Thanks.
Dudlow

youd be suprised how much noise a vulture can make...and how loud they can get when they want to.

It didn't lunge like most animals do when cought in that situation but was on all fours when it ran and I dont think it was a cat no way . When out in the woods trapping as not to dammage the pelts of the animals that I trap for their fur. I take a .22 cal mag single six rugger last model made that would take long or shorts. One shot in the eye at close range will kill a coyote.

cattie wampus no , I am a very good shot.

Sorry, but creak freak is a joke! No good photos

At camp Eddy, i had a strange encounter while playing airsoft. Me and 2 friends were at the end of the camp, underneath some trees, And i heard about the freak of eddy. All of a sudden, a potato sized rock was thrown at my head! After we ran quite a distance, i saw the thing. It was around 6ft8-9, VERY robust, weird jaw, eyebrows odd, Walked hunchback. We managed to evade him after running about a mile. I wont ever forget that encounter

Giantofoot, did you gather any hair samples or blood or tissue samples?

No, I wish I had but it realy didn't sink in till it was to late. Even the trap has been boiled 10 to 15 times by now. Something like what happend to me just dosen't happen and if by chance it does it's a shock at least it was to me and you just don't think that way unless I guess you are hunting that kind of thing.

Good point... disappointing... but you sure wouldn't be the first. Can you describe it in any better detail?

That's about all I can give you the face the eye and the teeth, thay were the most domanit features in my encounter with what ever the thing was

Sounds like the legendary Albatwitch. The cliffs of the Susquehanna were reputed to be their home.

Some of the creepiest things I've found in the woods......hmmmmmm. Nope not gonna do it, can't post that many screen names in on sitting

eladorate, albatwitch never herd of this thing.

Creepiest thing I saw while out sqatchin' was a red ball of light shoot out of a bush not more than 20 yards next to me. It was only the size of a softball, it came out at ground level rose to about 10 feet and literally disappeared in the blink of an eye. This was a crystal clear night about 2:00 a.m. near the poultney river N.Y. and Vermont border. When the person with me saw it, it was already over our heads and it disappeared, when I told him it came out of that bush he had enough for one night and said I'm out of here. This guy was about 6' 4" almost 3 hundred lbs with a walking tall type club in his hand and was in his car in about 10 seconds. He was gone almost as quick as the light. I was weirded out too and left not long after. Pretty weird.

Reading this thread has pretty much convinced me that staying indoors is the way to go.

Albatwitch

ALBATWITCHES (Chickie's Rock Park, Lancaster County) The Susquehannock Indians held a belief in an ape like creature that roamed the local woodlands, even depicting it on their battle shields. This critter would be the Albatwitch, and it's been reported sporadically as being seen in Columbia and ranging into York county. The four foot tall humanoid likes to sit in trees and snack on apples, particularly those of unsuspecting picnickers. They even throw the cores at them after chomping the fruit. In fact, that's how it got its' name - albatwitch is a local corruption of apple snitch. The legend says they were driven to near extinction in the later 1900s, although there were a few reported sightings in the early 70s and one as late as 2005. Their base, Chickie Rock, has long been the hub of stories concerning strange sounds and sights, and a cracking whip noise that are all attributed to the albatwitch.
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Now that is wild, wacky stuff!! Do you have any idea what it was? Or guesses?

A swamp gas phenomenon, or will 'o the wisp, perhaps?

Could be what I got to encounter I'll have to remember the name (Albatwitch) thank you .

No way I typed the name Albatwitch in my search engine and it comes up it's Iroquoian it's been years I've never realy told anybody my story and those I have told me I was spending to much time in the woods well thanks for bring that to my attention.

Holy cow, where'd that get dug up?

Yeah, lest one has an M60. Then again Methheads fear few things.

An M60 will still kill them dead....

How do I post a pix?????

post your pictures to another picture hosting site like photobucket.com, and then copy and paste a link here in your post.

I just wanna say this is one very interesting thread and I see why it's a long running one. It reminds me of a "post your most frightening image" thread or something to that effect that I came across months ago. Kicking myself for not saving the link. In the mid '80's, a friend and I were fishing on the Verdegris river in NE Okla in a very remote spot and were returning to our vehicle at dusk thru a large cane thicket that ran a couple hundred yards with limited vision around us. We heard what sounded like a good size old tree fall nearby and thought "What are the odds of hearing a dead tree fall?" A few mins later, we heard another. If there were any chain saws or chopping, we would certainly have heard it prior, but it was silent until the falls. I still wonder what caused them.

I have a few here is one
first one I was 15 years old at the time my best friend was 13 we were hunting and I had a 3006 and my friend had a 3030. We walked up to this small pond and out of no where this guy appeared that looks like he should of been in the movie deliverance. We thought this guy was a little odd. He had what appeared to be blood on his pants so after some short talk the guy was admiring my friends 3030. At the time my friend wanted to get rid of the gun because a week earlier he had shot a deer and it had ran off. So the guy asked my friend if he would be interested in trading his 3030 for a remington 700bdl 243. My friend jumped at this opportunity so the guy said the gun was at his house. He lived about 2miles away so we agreed to follow him home. As we walked I walked along side the guy and my friend walked behind us just in case he tried anything. We got to his house made the trade by the time we were heading back it was dark we walked until this opening to take the trail back home. I looked to my left about 50 yds away there was a tall white mass about 10 or 11 feet tall and I asked my friend what do you think that is? He said its natural gas reflecting off the moon light. So I was like whatever and fired off a couple rounds in the air. As we continued to walk down the trail I say we had walked maybe one hundred yards I felt the hair stand on the back of my neck as I turned and looked back whatever this was was maybe 15 yards behind us now we took off running and didn;t look back needless to say I didn't sleep much that nite. My and my friend still talk about this to assure this really happened and that it wasn't a dream.

Wow, I just spent all day reading this, and it was worth it. Thanks for sharing, folks.

I read a few posts about people just getting that "feeling," that they should get out of there. I've definitely had it myself. I'm a mountain biker, I remember about three years ago I was flying along this trail, when all of a sudden I just stopped my bike, put my foot down to balance, and stared down the trail for a few moments. For some reason, I did not feel like I should keep going. It creeped me out and I don't know why. I turned around and rode out of there real fast. Who knows, maybe I just gave myself the heebie jeebies, but I was glad when I was safe indoors that day.