Reallllly scary sounds in the woods
George Kralovec
rather terrifying experiences in the middle of the night. Once in western
PA in April, and again two years later (last week) in late July, at a
campsite along the AT just north of the Great Smokey National Park along the
NC,TN border. Common to both occasions/sites:
dark, moonless night, seldom used campsites, within 100 yards of a stream,
hardwood forest with thin underbrush, elevation about 2500 feet, about 1 AM
in the morning. The sounds are a rasping breath sound, extremely loud when
the "creature" is close by, accompanied by a periodic loud crashing sound,
like the sound made when you break a very large, half-rotted log over a
rock. The rasps and crashes typically start off far away, get louder and
louder until they seem very near by, and then fade away over a period of
about 30 minutes. There is an interval of about one to five minutes between
the rasps and crashes. The rasps and crashes don't always go together.
There might be one rasp followed over the next five minutes by two crashes,
for instance. In the first case we were in a tent and too scared to unzip
and see what was in our campsite. In the latest, we were in the open (no
tent) and whatever was making the sound didn't come close enough to be seen
through the brush in our flashlite beam. We've asked lots of folks that
hike and camp at remote sites more frequently than we do if they have every
heard anything like it, and so far, no one has. One forest ranger
conjectured that it could be a bear, uprooting rotted tree stumps looking
for grubs. But we saw no sign of any such damage the time the "critter" was
in our campsite right outside our tent. Does anybody have any similar
experiences or ideas what this could have been? We refer to it as our "hiss
thumper," but this does not begin to adequately describe the sound that it
makes. It's REALLY loud when it's right ourside your tent! And scary as
hell. This is my first post to a newsgroup, so please excuse any breached
etiquette.
George Tyrebyter
>
> Twice now, while camping in remote back country, my son and I have had
> rather terrifying experiences in the middle of the night.
You're lucky to be alive.
Have you seen "The Blair Witch Project"?
Allen R. Nichols Jr.
I just got back from an overnight at the Morrison-Rimrock Trail and I heard
the freakiest sound last night, (Saturday the 31st) It sounded like someone was
unrolling a huge piece of duct tape...
Then a bleat and I guess it was a deer. Then in the morning after I had packed
up camp and started down the trail I heard a pretty big CRASH behind me. I
assume it was an log falling over. Oh well at any rate, just put in your ear
plugs and go back to sleep. There isn't much you can do about it anyway. I do
keep my hiking poles withing reach though. Those carbide tips would certainly do
some damage...
George Kralovec wrote:
> Twice now, while camping in remote back country, my son and I have had
Chris Adams
One of two things - a bear is most likely, despite your thoughts that there is
no physical evidence - bears moving can be very noisy things. It might be a
buck or bear dogs running around. Dont worry about it, youre here. Its just
part of being in the woods.
In article <7o2il0$rbh$1...@bgtnsc03.worldnet.att.net>, "George Kralovec"
Mike B.
<nic...@gwis.com> writes:
>There isn't much you can do about it anyway. I do
>keep my hiking poles withing reach though. Those carbide tips would certainly
>do
>some damage...
Yeah, Thumper is shaking in his feet.
What good would it do against a knife used in a proficient manner. Not as good
as a .45 I'll bet.
Sandy McNamara
>part of being in the woods.
And that tent material seems AWFULLY thin when you are laying there and hear
some (usually small little creature) snuffling around the edge just a few
inches away! Amazing how something you might not even notice during the day
becomes magnified at night.
Once, though, I remember sitting quietly at the campsite when a great horned
owl (who had evidently gotten bored watching us unnoticed from the tree
directly above our heads) decided it was time to let out an mind curdling,
extremely loud, scream -- like to scared the daylights out of us!
... and then there was the clumsy overweight racoon who came crashing down out
of a tree directly behind me once <g>.
Sandy...@aol.com (Sandy McNamara)
40d 26' N 89d 13' W
Matt Henry
dark, moonless night, seldom used campsites, within 100 yards of a stream,
hardwood forest with thin underbrush, elevation about 2500 feet, about 1 AM
in the morning. The sounds are a rasping breath sound, extremely loud when
the "creature" is close by, accompanied by a periodic loud crashing sound,
like the sound made when you break a very large, half-rotted log over a
rock. The rasps and crashes typically start off far away, get louder and
louder until they seem very near by, and then fade away over a period of
about 30 minutes. >>
I've heard exactly the same thing on a couple of occasions, and the
circumstances lead me to believe that it was a white-tail buck trapped between
fear (the snorting) and terrritoriality (the crashing). I think the tent smells
like a human, but looks like a mushroom, and just overloads the deer's brain
cell.
Anonymo421
small saplings, which they then beat against the ground and surrounding trees.
This is a response to interlopers with its range. Wait till one lets fly with
a shreiking roar just outside your camp. Don't worry though, it's all bluff
(they want to spook you away, but are too timid themselves to actually harm
you).
Frank Miles
George Kralovec <g.kra...@worldnet.att.net> wrote:
>Twice now, while camping in remote back country, my son and I have had
>rather terrifying experiences in the middle of the night. Once in western
>PA in April, and again two years later (last week) in late July, at a
>campsite along the AT just north of the Great Smokey National Park along the
>dark, moonless night, seldom used campsites, within 100 yards of a stream,
>hardwood forest with thin underbrush, elevation about 2500 feet, about 1 AM
>in the morning. The sounds are a rasping breath sound, extremely loud when
>the "creature" is close by, accompanied by a periodic loud crashing sound,
>like the sound made when you break a very large, half-rotted log over a
>rock. The rasps and crashes typically start off far away, get louder and
>louder until they seem very near by, and then fade away over a period of
>the rasps and crashes. The rasps and crashes don't always go together.
>There might be one rasp followed over the next five minutes by two crashes,
>for instance. In the first case we were in a tent and too scared to unzip
>and see what was in our campsite. In the latest, we were in the open (no
>tent) and whatever was making the sound didn't come close enough to be seen
>through the brush in our flashlite beam. We've asked lots of folks that
>hike and camp at remote sites more frequently than we do if they have every
>heard anything like it, and so far, no one has. One forest ranger
>conjectured that it could be a bear, uprooting rotted tree stumps looking
>for grubs. But we saw no sign of any such damage the time the "critter" was
>in our campsite right outside our tent. Does anybody have any similar
>experiences or ideas what this could have been? We refer to it as our "hiss
>thumper," but this does not begin to adequately describe the sound that it
>makes. It's REALLY loud when it's right ourside your tent! And scary as
>hell. This is my first post to a newsgroup, so please excuse any breached
>etiquette.
My brother-in-law had what might be a similar experience on Mt Hood (Oregon)
a bit over 20 years ago. I've described the sound as something like
the release of compressed air. I don't understand what could make this
sound -- having been quite near to both deer and bear in the woods, I've
never heard them breathe so loud. Perhaps a moose? We didn't hear any
crashing other than some very inept careening through the woods. In the
morning, we found no evidence of any passage.
Sasquatch has been suggested. While an interesting proposal, as a skeptical
type I'd try something more "normal" first.
Oh yes, we were without tent in our case -- just in our sleeping bags.
Of course, by that point our scent might have been enough to induce some
gasping on the part of an animal with better olfactory powers than I.
-frank
--
Will
<g.kra...@worldnet.att.net> wrote:
>The sounds are a rasping breath sound, extremely loud when
> the "creature" is close by, accompanied by a periodic loud crashing sound,
> like the sound made when you break a very large, half-rotted log over a
> rock. The rasps and crashes typically start off far away, get louder and
> louder until they seem very near by, and then fade away over a period of
> about 30 minutes. There is an interval of about one to five minutes between
> the rasps and crashes. The rasps and crashes don't always go together.
> There might be one rasp followed over the next five minutes by two crashes,
> for instance.
I hear it a dozen or more times a summer while sitting out on my back deck
bordering the woods. Racoons. Amazing how "big" they sound til you see
them. A lot of the noise is arguing among themselves.
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you've never heard it before. I've heard black bear growling, which can
also make your hair stand on end.
The most frightening animal sound I heard was a barn owl that cut loose a
blood curdling scream about ten feet behind me in a lonely campsite in the
Smokies.
My all time most frightening sound came from a rock avalanche in the wee
hours, in New Fork Canyon in the Wind Rivers. The slide happened about 200
yards from my tent. I suddenly found myself outside my tent in my
underwear, ready to run for my life. It was dark as pitch, and all I could
see was the dull orange sparks that formed when car-sized boulders crashed
into each other. After noting that the canyon walls near my tent were lined
with older trees, I figured I was relatively safe, and I went back to
sleep.
--Chie
Robert "Fubar" Slusser
screaming for their lives. I thought all my worst nightmares were coming
true. I'd never heard coyotes howl before.
Rob Henning
One summer night I was camped in Dolly Sods, WV, alone. Sitting by my modest
campfire, just after it got thoroughly dark, I suddenly heard an ENORMOUS
crashing sound down by the nearby creek. The crashing was followed by lots
of splashing--which sounded like a HUGE animal crossing over to my side of
the stream! After I crawled back into my skin, I yelled, banged on pots and
threw more than a few logs on the fires to scare it (bigfoot, I feel sure)
away. The rest of the night even the *slightest* sound (a mouse, a leaf
falling, etc.) made me jump. For comfort's sake, I must admit that I drank
more than a little of my borboun that night!
Rob
John Holladay
Just hope you have a good tent so when you jump up you don't rip the
roof out.
JNh
yin...@hotmail.com
I don't care if it's a horde of grizzly bears or a team of witches, I
would take them all down in a second.
Amazing comfort.
Most people wouldn't want such a serious (and heavy) rifle if you're
just backpacking though. I recommend a large caliber revolver (44 mag is
good). Won't be much that would scare you then.
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Jerry Richards
lying quietly in my tent late one night when I suddenly heard a loud
grinding/ripping/creaking sound. Fearing that some vicious animal had
entered the site next to mine and begun ripping the occupants' tent I
hurriedly exited my tent and retrieved a hefty piece of fire wood stored
nearby, and was halfway to the next site when I heard a woman's voice say;
Christ Jim, I told you this was going to happen. Open the door for God's
sake. You really smell bad"!
I'm still amazed a human being could produce such a terrifying sound. Each
time "Jim" would let out another "ripper" I'd stifle the urge to roll from
my tent in peals of laughter.
I'll never forget the initial scare I got that night.
jr
Ray Wilcox
intermittent all night long had my attention in the morning after some
investigation turned out to be two old snag trees rubbing together
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Warren Mason
in GSNP? Could've been one of those.
The most frightening thing, by far, that I've ever heard was a mountain lion
screaming in Sequoia NP. It was just turning to dusk and I was heading back
to camp. As I entered the woods from a large meadow I heard something that
sounded like either a banshee or a woman being brutally murdered. It
couldn't have been more than 25 yards behind me. I was terrified and could
only take about 3 steps before stopping to look behind me.
After searching for a body the next morning, my wife and I hiked over to a
rather isolated ranger cabin to find out what the sound may have been. The
ranger's name was Lorenzo something or other and he said that it was most
likely a mountain lion and that the screaming was part of "the process"
(he'd been out there way too long).
W.
George Kralovec <g.kra...@worldnet.att.net> wrote in message
news:7o2il0$rbh$1...@bgtnsc03.worldnet.att.net...
> Twice now, while camping in remote back country, my son and I have had
> rather terrifying experiences in the middle of the night. Once in western
> PA in April, and again two years later (last week) in late July, at a
> campsite along the AT just north of the Great Smokey National Park along
the
> NC,TN border. Common to both occasions/sites:
> dark, moonless night, seldom used campsites, within 100 yards of a stream,
> .
> .
> .
Scotty99
Anonymo421 wrote:
Where were you camping? Perhaps it was the sound of a chupa cabra.
Scotty99
ThRainKing
about 30 people being brutally tortured while about a dozen more stand by
laughing insanely. Throw in about 2 dozen kids crying in fear. All echoing
through the woods.
On a Texas campout, this sound was giving me some freaky nightmares. Upon
awakening in the wee hours, I realized what it was, and sat there,
fascinated... until my 6 yr. old daughter suddenly sat bolt upright, and
whispered:
"Daddy. the witches are screaming".
And ploppped straight back down, fast asleep.
Yeah, I got up & had a shot after that...
Del Stanley
>
> I hear it a dozen or more times a summer while sitting out on my back deck
> bordering the woods. Racoons. Amazing how "big" they sound til you see
> them. A lot of the noise is arguing among themselves.
Many sounds may be frightening when first heard, and may cause
us to tremble. Then when we discover the actual source, we
breath a sigh of relief, and can laugh about it.
But some sounds that seemed quite benign enough (at first) turned
out to be something really dangerous. A few years ago I was hiking
in Big Bend NP. I began hearing what sounded like bushes and trees
rustling in a strong wind. I could not localize the sound,
and didn't see enough trees that could have generated the sounds.
The sounds then got LOuder, and LOUDer, and LOUDER, as if powered
by jet engines. After the sound became so loud, I was able to
determine their source. I peered over a canyon and was witnessing
a flash flood. The flow was very strong and rapid.
It was quite frightening after I saw what was going on. I wasn't
down in the canyon, but COULD have been; or someone else. The time
that I first heard the sound until it got to the point below me,
would not have been enough time for someone to safely reach high ground.
Looking at all that power up close and personal was scary
indeed, and quite humbling. The above scene took place in the evening.
Even if I'm camped out of harm's way, and at a time when flash
flooding is unlikely to occur, and I hear rustling trees my
imagination gets the better of me, and takes me back to that time
of the flash flood.
So in my case, the initial sounds weren't one of those things that
go bump in the night, but one of a gentle and in someways typical
backcountry sound. That turned out to be scary to me.
Storyman
I have had that experience a number of times - You likely camped in or near a spot
that the deer overnight in (you an tell from the droppings). It snorted at your
tent and then stamp it's hooves befroe it retreated. Likely that this may have
occurred before 11pm. How was water there - Did you do the full loop, the small or
larger one?\
Thanks
Rick
Allen R. Nichols Jr. wrote:
> Hey,
>
> I just got back from an overnight at the Morrison-Rimrock Trail and I heard
> the freakiest sound last night, (Saturday the 31st) It sounded like someone was
> unrolling a huge piece of duct tape...
> Then a bleat and I guess it was a deer. Then in the morning after I had packed
> up camp and started down the trail I heard a pretty big CRASH behind me. I
> assume it was an log falling over. Oh well at any rate, just put in your ear
> plugs and go back to sleep. There isn't much you can do about it anyway. I do
> keep my hiking poles withing reach though. Those carbide tips would certainly do
> some damage...
>
> George Kralovec wrote:
>
> > Twice now, while camping in remote back country, my son and I have had
> > rather terrifying experiences in the middle of the night. Once in western
> > PA in April, and again two years later (last week) in late July, at a
> > campsite along the AT just north of the Great Smokey National Park along the
> > NC,TN border. Common to both occasions/sites:
> > dark, moonless night, seldom used campsites, within 100 yards of a stream,
> > hardwood forest with thin underbrush, elevation about 2500 feet, about 1 AM
> > in the morning. The sounds are a rasping breath sound, extremely loud when
> > the "creature" is close by, accompanied by a periodic loud crashing sound,
> > like the sound made when you break a very large, half-rotted log over a
> > rock. The rasps and crashes typically start off far away, get louder and
> > louder until they seem very near by, and then fade away over a period of
> > about 30 minutes. There is an interval of about one to five minutes between
> > the rasps and crashes. The rasps and crashes don't always go together.
> > There might be one rasp followed over the next five minutes by two crashes,
> > for instance. In the first case we were in a tent and too scared to unzip
> > and see what was in our campsite. In the latest, we were in the open (no
> > tent) and whatever was making the sound didn't come close enough to be seen
> > through the brush in our flashlite beam. We've asked lots of folks that
> > hike and camp at remote sites more frequently than we do if they have every
> > heard anything like it, and so far, no one has. One forest ranger
> > conjectured that it could be a bear, uprooting rotted tree stumps looking
> > for grubs. But we saw no sign of any such damage the time the "critter" was
> > in our campsite right outside our tent. Does anybody have any similar
> > experiences or ideas what this could have been? We refer to it as our "hiss
> > thumper," but this does not begin to adequately describe the sound that it
> > makes. It's REALLY loud when it's right ourside your tent! And scary as
ed huesers
I have heard this referred to as a witches tea party. And I would say
it fits pretty good.
Ed Huesers
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Mike Whittington
George Kralovec <g.kra...@worldnet.att.net> wrote in message
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> the "creature" is close by, accompanied by a periodic loud crashing sound,
> like the sound made when you break a very large, half-rotted log over a
> rock.
Yup... you just received a visit from Bambi - - with an attitude. When
morning comes, pack-up your things quickly, move out quietly, and for
heaven's sake, try NOT to look like a female deer!
Mikey
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cy...@visi.com
it go up to a whistle sound if they're more po'd with you being where
they usually walk through. If they're really scared, they'll
'scream.' Which sounds like a very loud steam whistle if they're at a
distance and like the wrath of god if you happen to startle one close
up on a dark night. You get a herd of deer who want to walk where
you're camped but are scared of you, your tent, your ashes from your
fire or whatever and they'll stand and stomp and snort/whistle.
Delicate looking creatures for such sounds. A friend and I had them
doing that one night at a campsite. Woke him up enough for him to
call over to me to ask what I thought it was. I said I hoped it was
some weird music the party group only a block or two away (they'd
lugged along a generator somehow in a boat and were liberal in
sharing.) was playing. Eventually we figured it out when they broke
formation and trotted off a distance around us.
All sounds seem louder and stranger in the dark out there. I've had
things I'd have sworn were as big as raccoons come up to my tent in
the night and found tracks that looked a lot more like mouse size in
the morning. Now if only I'd look more closely at the grass when I
put down my tent, I'd not know what it feels like to have a gopher try
to get out of the hole that's under my ankles (with tent floor
stopping him) or the woodchuck (I think) try to emerge under my
abdomen while napping in the afternoon. First case I throught/dreamed
I was home and shoved it gently back with my ankle, as I would one of
my cats who was getting pushy. By the third or fourth push it either
figured how to raise the tent floor and sneak out or used another
hole. In the second case I had to, very sleepily, lift my Thermarest
imitation and the tent floor until it either decided not to try that
again or got out safely. I must have looked awfully dopey in the
weird position that got me into while still trying valiantly to nap.
However, that's one of the benefits of solo. No one who knows you
knows how dumb you look when you're doing some of the stuff you do.
Reminder to self. Look not just for good drainage for location, but
for absence of any holes or odd depressions.
On 2 Aug 1999 04:23:18 GMT, f...@u.washington.edu (Frank Miles) wrote:
>
>My brother-in-law had what might be a similar experience on Mt Hood (Oregon)
>a bit over 20 years ago. I've described the sound as something like
>the release of compressed air. I don't understand what could make this
>sound -- having been quite near to both deer and bear in the woods, I've
>never heard them breathe so loud. Perhaps a moose? We didn't hear any
>crashing other than some very inept careening through the woods. In the
>morning, we found no evidence of any passage.
>
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Texas. I thought it was a troop of Boy Scouts trying to yodel until
they settled into their howls. Beautiful. Not at all scary or harsh.
Now try giant blue herons in the middle of the night. I'll never camp
in earshot of a rookery again if I can help it. A few of them are at
some distance are just irritating (they yell about anything in the
night when they've got young birds in the nest), but get several
hundred of them excited and it sounds like a convention of the
tortured.
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davi...@ecn.ab.ca
: The most frightening animal sound I heard was a barn owl that cut loose a
: blood curdling scream about ten feet behind me in a lonely campsite in the
: Smokies.
At 2:30 AM last Saturday i was in my tent at the Clitheroe Campground in
the Tonquin Valley of Jasper National Park when I was awakened by a
snuffling sound outside my tent. I sat up, and then heard something
running away at panic speed. So I can only conclude that me sitting up is
a really scary sound in the woods - to whatever that was. The next day, a
warden suggested it might be a mountain caribou, which migrate through
that area.
Awestruck by my fearsomeness, I went back to sleep.
--
David Wasserman (davi...@ecn.ab.ca)
Curmudgeon-At-Large (DWass...@edc.gov.ab.ca)
Home page http://www.freenet.edmonton.ab.ca/~davidwss
"The older I get, the more value I place on experience."
maohai huang
: I sleep with my M14 rifle, and sleep very soundly with it!
:
: I don't care if it's a horde of grizzly bears or a team of witches, I
: would take them all down in a second.
take what down ? make sure it's not the big dead tree trunk over your
tent. ;)
scary sound for me ... once when we on Rainier at night, suddenly there
came this roaring jet engine sound. Lacking any instatnt comprehension of
what it could be I thought it was an XGK stove in full power! Then I
realized it was a close by ice avalanche. None of the four of us spoke
anything in the dark.
- mh
Stephen W. Anderson
the Blue Ridge. It was a wide spot where two creeks come together, flat,
good land once farmed, a place adored by deer.
About 2 or 3 o'clock was awakened by a small herd of those deer. hey had
discovered me and were stamping and snorting a little, not too much. I lay
there for a few minutes delighted by the sounds, then drifted off back to
sleep again.
Not long afterwards I was startled awake by a new noise. One of the deer had
whistled in panic, and the herd stampeded. It came right through my camp,
one of them leaping over the fireplace, another actually leaping over me,
something that is less than a delightful outdoors experience.
It was a bit harder to get back to sleep after that, but I was about to
succeed when yet another sound cut the night. This one was a scream, like a
woman shrieking, and then another sound like a baby wailing. It was close,
and eery. I didn't get any more sleep that night.
Next morning I got up at first light since I was wide awake anyhow and
started casting around for whatever it could have been that spooked the deer
and ruined my rest. It took a few minutes, but I finally found a couple of
panther paw prints on a muddy bank of one of the creeks. It hadn't been more
than thirty yards from me during the night.
Now I know what those noises are I can try to enjoy them next time it
happens. Emphasis on try. I don't know if I can do that well enough to
salvage my sleep, but if I'm lucky I'll find out one of these other trips.
--
Stephen W. Anderson
Rocky Mount, NC
mike...@my-deja.com
"Stephen W. Anderson" <s...@rockymountnc.com>
wrote:
>. . . yet another sound cut the night. This one
was a scream, like a
> woman shrieking, and then another sound like a
baby wailing. It was close,
> and eery.
(see my recent half-serious lighthearted post
under the "What do people do at night on the
trail?" thread)
I know that sound. I spent the night once about
half-way up the Rice Camp trail in the Cohutta
Wilderness, just South of the boy scout
campground, at a place called the "Bedsprings".
My panther screamed and made low throaty noises
for a good half-hour around my camp before
finally deciding to move on. There had been wild
pigs in the same area earlier. I was alone and
didn't sleep much the rest of the night. The
next morning I couldn't find any tracks, but
there was no doubt in my mind that it was a
panther.
I didn't know there were panthers still living in
North Georgia, but later, a first-hand sighting
was reported to me by the mother of a close
friend who lives around the Southern border of
the Wilderness. I feel honored to have come so
close to one of the few surviving big cats in the
wild.
John Witters
>Deer do sound like that. Compressed air is exactly it. They can make
>it go up to a whistle sound if they're more po'd with you being where
>they usually walk through. If they're really scared, they'll
>'scream.' Which sounds like a very loud steam whistle if they're at a
>distance and like the wrath of god if you happen to startle one close
>up on a dark night. You get a herd of deer who want to walk where
>you're camped but are scared of you, your tent, your ashes from your
>fire or whatever and they'll stand and stomp and snort/whistle.
Once when I was backpacking in Mount Rainier National Park, an elk came
up and bugled next to my tent while I was sleeping. God awful loud
noise, and since I'd never heard an elk bugle before, I had no idea
what it was. Sounded a bit like a stuttering mule with a bad cold. I
was pretty tired though, so I just rolled over and went back to sleep.
-John
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puffer fish
left me about 30 minutes and before dusk I did hear the noise. I was in
LA on an Air Force Base. I was lucky. He returned in a few minutes of
this happening. I went into my tent and zipped it shut. I always
figured it was an alligator or a crocadile. Are these creatures where
you are from?
Patty Schuman
Greg Smith
brush and freak out. It makes quite a racket.
As far as other scary sounds go, moose are pretty scary. They sound like
dinosaurs bulldozing through the woods and they huff and grunt like a
Russian weight lifter.
Once in KY, I heard what sounded like 2x4s being slapped together or a small
caliber gunshot echoing through the trees. Turned out to be woodcocks or
pheasants or something slapping their wings together in mid flight to
attract females. Or maybe I was being shot at...I don't know. It was
Kentucky.
Robert S.
> Once in KY, I heard what sounded like 2x4s being slapped together or a small
> caliber gunshot echoing through the trees. Turned out to be woodcocks or
> pheasants or something slapping their wings together in mid flight to
> attract females. Or maybe I was being shot at...I don't know. It was
> Kentucky.
Kentucky jokes:
Didja hear the Kentucky State Library burned down? They lost their book.
Why did they build bridges across the Ohio River?
So Kentuckians could swim across in the shade.
What do they teach in Kentucky public schools?
The three R's:
Readin' Riten' and Route 23 to Columbus, Ohio
jayw...@my-deja.com
"Greg Smith" <greg....@bigfoot.com> wrote:
> Once in KY, I heard what sounded like 2x4s being slapped together or a
> small caliber gunshot echoing through the trees. Turned out to be
> woodcocks or pheasants or something slapping their wings together in
> mid flight...
It must be late... My brain turned that phrase into "turned out to be
woodchucks (sic) slapping their wings together in mid-flight". Thanks
for the laugh. Heeheeheehee.
Gary S.
<greg....@bigfoot.com> wrote:
>Once in KY, I heard what sounded like 2x4s being slapped together or a small
>caliber gunshot echoing through the trees. Turned out to be woodcocks or
>pheasants or something slapping their wings together in mid flight to
>attract females. Or maybe I was being shot at...I don't know. It was
>Kentucky.
>
One time in winter, hiking off trail in the Maine woods, I heard the
creaking of two trees rubbing against each in the wind. This happens a
lot in winter, and reflexively you tend look towards the sound. This
time it was directly overhead! Couldn't see clearly, but I felt
uncomfortable and moved away, then looked to see what it was. About
40-50 feet up, there was a broken off branch the size of a small tree
suspended in other branches. Loggers call these "widow-makers", which
I was not ready to test.
Sometimes it's not the sound itself that is scary, but the cause.
Happy trails,
Gary
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tent during the night. I solved the problem by taking my Bouvier with me
when I backpack. The dog looks like a small bear and scares every thing away
even people.
Greg Smith <greg....@bigfoot.com> wrote in message
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> I agree with the whitetail deer theory. I've heard bucks get tangled up
in
> brush and freak out. It makes quite a racket.
>
> As far as other scary sounds go, moose are pretty scary. They sound like
> dinosaurs bulldozing through the woods and they huff and grunt like a
> Russian weight lifter.
>
small
> caliber gunshot echoing through the trees. Turned out to be woodcocks or
> pheasants or something slapping their wings together in mid flight to
> attract females. Or maybe I was being shot at...I don't know. It was
> Kentucky.
>
> greg....@bigfoot.com
Alan Houser
through the leaves. It was hunting season.
Alan R. Houser
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Will
> Scariest thing I ever heard in the woods was the sound of birdshot falling
> through the leaves. It was hunting season.
I awoke at dawn one morning to the sound of the incoming, a few seconds
after the POP!s. Turned out it was opening day and I was capmped near a
small pond, the stuff was skipping across and into the brush around me. I
thought I was in the middle of a war.
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red squirrels and chipmunks often make more noise than their larger
friends do.
Greg Smith
Houser) wrote:
> Scariest thing I ever heard in the woods was the sound of birdshot falling
> through the leaves. It was hunting season.
>
> Alan R. Houser
> tro...@emf.net
Scariest thing I ever TASTED was birdshot falling through the leaves. I was
out hiking in the woods in SE Ohio. During a rest break, I was struck in
the face and chest by a few pellets. One entered my mouth (or hit my
sandwich...not sure which) while I was eating my lunch. It took a bit of
figuring to determine how birdshot got in my bologna sandwich.
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hear the pistol or rifle shot and then hear a solid 'thunk' nearby
that you start (or at least I* start) yelling out, "Hey, there's
someone over here. Try a different direction." It's happened to me a
few times. Once down in Texas this spring. When I saw some rangers,
I told them when and where and they were very* pursed lipped and
disapproving, even though I told them nothing more came near after I
yelled out. Texas apparently gives way less latitude to casual
shooting than Minnesota does. Disapproving enough that I'd bet that
the nearby ranch got something of a visit and warning for the kid (I
could hear the voice of the shooter, who seemed to be showing off his
new gun to a friend) when I thought it over afterward.
n Tue, 17 Aug 1999 00:32:02 GMT, wi...@avservices.com (Will) wrote:
>(Alan Houser) wrote:
>
>> Scariest thing I ever heard in the woods was the sound of birdshot falling
>> through the leaves. It was hunting season.
>
>I awoke at dawn one morning to the sound of the incoming, a few seconds
>after the POP!s. Turned out it was opening day and I was capmped near a
>small pond, the stuff was skipping across and into the brush around me. I
>thought I was in the middle of a war.
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