Into the Woods
What is it about the wilderness of the untamed woods that still frightens us today?
Though generation upon generation of our ancestors have plowed through them, torn them down, and domesticated them, the woods—often dense, claustrophobic, and quiet—possess an isolating emptiness that soon have us imagining that someone or something is watching us.
Do you like the woods and the countryside, camping, and hiking? Or will you refuse to step foot outside of civilization?
Given their eeriness, stillness, and the fact that they often cut off our cell phone signals, the woods are the perfect place for telling or setting horror stories, and this has been the case for generations.
Campers, hikers, and park rangers were asked to share the freakiest things that they had experienced in the woods, and these stories will keep you from camping for a while!
Tales for the campfire…
Camping with 2 friends, middle of the night, all 3 of us inside square dome tent, just chilling out, chatting, lights are on. One side of wall begins to cave inward, as if there’s strong wind or something/one pushing on the side of the tent. Everyone is freaking, but I assume wind, “Chill the f**k out guys!” proceeds to jump up and punch tent wall… connect with something/one – feeling of punching flesh is unmistakeable. Now I freak the f**k out, what/who did I just punch through the tent wall?! Convince friends it’s smartest to have a look outside the tent, but it’s 15 minutes later by the time they agree, and there’s nothing there.
Edit: Details: I reside down under, if I were to speculate I think it would most likely have been possum, feral cat, or drongo. F**k punching a bear. (ratsatehissocks)
On a road trip with a friend, and we hiked into a trail in Colorado one evening to camp so we wouldn’t have to pay for a campsite. Found a little clearing by a stream, my friend set up a tent while I decided to sleep under the stars. Right as we were getting ready to go to sleep, another woman showed up and pitched her tent in the clearing as well.
I hadn’t been feeling well that day plus we had the hike in with all our stuff so when I slept I slept hard. Woke up to a ranger shaking me and asking if I saw where the bear went. Bear? What bear? Then I look up and see the woman’s tent just shredded. Turns out she had left her food in her tent that night (we hung ours from a tree), and a curious bear came by at like 4 in the morning to have a snack. In tearing in to her tent, it ended up raking its claws across her forehead as well. She decided to gtfo, though why she didn’t bother waking either me or my friend up to let us know about this very hungry bear nearby, I don’t know.
Anyway, pretty freaky thing to wake up to. (PacificKestrel)