Watching Amazon prime after a long day of burning brush. Saw one called Missing 411: The hunted.

Story culminates with a hunting party in the Sierra Nevada Mountains in California who has some crazy encounters in the early to mid 1970’s….got some recordings of the sounds that supposedly passed the sniff test by the university of Wyoming as being non-human.

Have to say listening to it, it’s pretty creepy.

Anyone have any spooky/creepy tales of hunting camp?

Little girl ghosts. That’s what scares me. I’m Ok with all other ghosts.

Only real scary stuff is the lovely encounters with rattlesnakes when I least expect it. Did have a young man hop the fence and walk up on me as I was setting up camp late one night. He almost got some lead when he surprised me. Car had gotten stuck in a ditch and he heard our voices from a few hundred yards out. Helped him out but not before a lecture on announcing yourself in the dark on someone else’s land.

Ive hunted a remote area of Oklahoma for about 16 years straight

It was remote until the meth cooks moved in about 4-5 years ago, I don't know that they cook meth but imagine what a meth cookers place would look like and they're my neighbors..

Last year, I hear this Cesna coming from over my shoulder..to the west

Its swoops down over my deer blind, to a height I could have hit it w a sling shot...IDK that has never happened prior the plane was 75 foot off the ground

About a hour later, I can hear what sounds like a screaming woman walking up and down the Red River...it was moving back and forth

To walk the river where I am at isn't easy, this aint a scenic, beautiful beach, its full of thorns, brush, falls etc, it would take serious effort to walk up and down

At dark 30, 13 doe come out single file from the river scared..13 is a lot I've never saw 13 single file it all on the trot

IDK WTF was going on that day

A covey of quail will make you crap your pants.

When hunting deer at my old lease, I Saw a UFO in the middle of one, bright, stary, night while peeing near San Saba.

There is always that feeling when waiting to be picked up from your stand at dark when the coyotes sound like they are right next to you.

Many years ago I was coon hunting with my wife's uncle near a gas pipeline pumping station. You could hear a very distinct knocking sound coming from the ground near the station, obviously originating from something inside the station. Not sure why the thought hit me, but I told my wife's uncle it sounded like a bunch of folks in a cemetery knocking on their caskets. We didn't stay there very long after I said that.

Yeah, I’ve been spooked before. When I was probably 9 or 10 my much older cousin and his friends thought it would be funny to take me snipe hunting. And I fell for it hard. After they all talked it up around the campfire, I was literally begging them to go. They dropped me off way deep in those woods, and after 30-45 minutes my mind started to get the best of me. It was dark and real quiet. That’s when what must have been 2 or 3 families of armadillo’s decided they wanted to be where I was. In my mind, wolves had me surrounded and were closing in on me. You better believe I was spooked. jerks!

I used to hunt with a bunch of friends in East Texas. Ever since a vagabond walked out of the woods into our camp and confronted us, those guys were never the same. So I took it upon myself to continue to creep them out.

One year I filled a blow up doll with helium dressed it in a black sheet and tied it to a tree about 50 yards past a buddies stand in the heavy woods. When I got back to camp he was taking a nap, said he didn’t see anything and called it quits early. He didn’t hunt that stand the rest of the year.

I had a very old game call that used a cassette tape. It started acting up and making some crazy creepy screeching sounds followed back a scream. One night we were all around the campfire drinking and I had setup the caller in the woods. I played it off as having bubble guts and took off to the woods to find a place to poop. Few minutes later I hit play and took off running for camp. The guys at camp took off running into the motor home.

You could have stopped right there. Plenty scary by itself.

Sierra Nevada mountains is a hot bed for Bigfoot sightings

I was out Predator hunting one night, in our open pasture that is bordered by woods all the way around. Had our late dog ,Killer with me, sizeable dog. All of the sudden he starts whimpering and whining, walking in circles, finally tucked his tail and went running to the house while occasionally looking towards the woods., about 45 yards away.
Never saw or heard anything from that area though.

You aren’t kidding!

Two links to past THF spooky threads:

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Link 2

If I had to hunt with a flag burning loser like TrashcanDan I'd go fishing more often.

You know that feeling you get when you're in a large room, then you turn around and see someone staring at you... Sometimes you just know something is watching you. That's the feeling I got at our old lease in San Saba. Things would fall off the shelf randomly too, hearing footsteps in the breezeway at night, weird stuff. The house was ancient and there's evidence of an old native american campsite (corn grinding holes, arrowheads, etc). The only time I stayed overnight by myself, I slept with all the lights on. Not kidding. A different time I woke up in the middle of the night and could've sworn I heard very old timey music playing outside. Still go down there as a guest sometimes, needless to say I've been spooked a couple times.

around the campfire drinking

who would have guessed?

When I was 8 years old I was with my uncle at his place the day after a big rain. We took the Jeep to the front gate to check the rain gauge and got the Jeep stuck about halfway there ( only about 400 yards from camp but when your 8 it felt like 5 miles ) and he left me there to walk back and get the tractor.

He was gonna about 5 min and a pack of coyotes sound off in the brush from what sounded like 10 yards away. I about came unglued.


Pretty frightening event for a 8 year old city kid

Yep, was one step up on a home made ladder stand when a covey busted out from under the stand. Talk about something that will get your blood pumping in the dark.

All quiet one night hog hunting and something scraped its claws on straps holding my blind down. Just about peed - figured out later (yep - another night when I just about had the pee scared out of me) it was a feral cat.

Another night I was hunting in a 8' high blind (had just put it up that day). No one had come up the stairs when, all of a sudden, someone was banging on the door trying to get in. Just about shot through the door. Turned out to be an owl who continued to bang on the windows of my blind for a hour or two before leaving.

I was on a lease west of Ballinger in 2006. I had to walk along a fence for about 400 yards on the way to my blind. The first time I walked to my blind in the morning I thought someone was standing against the fence with a hat on. Turned out to be a huge post used in the fence and it literally looked like someone standing there with a hat on with just enough moonlight. Scared the F_ _ _ out of me. Even after that I still didn`t like having to walk that way in the dark.