It might just have been some weird shadows caused by swirling snow, but it probably just a pack of wolves. nothing that you would normally be afraid of.
<!--QuoteBegin-Z.X. Bogglesteinsky+Apr 22 2004, 10:44 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Z.X. Bogglesteinsky @ Apr 22 2004, 10:44 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> It might just have been some weird shadows caused by swirling snow, but it probably just a pack of wolves. nothing that you would normally be afraid of. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> mate i dont know WTH you come from... b ut where i am... if you see a pack of damn wolves... you run.
EDIT: oh wow... i have been here nearly a year... thats just tragic...
BizZy_9mm_MessiahOld School MemberJoin Date: 2003-07-25Member: 18411Members, Constellation
This is a perfect example for all you people out there who are like "I would run man!" The thing is you can't, even if they weren't circling him, I doubt he would jus get up and run, paralyzed by fear. I've been in that situation before. Dont really feel like sharing but all I can say is that the feeling isn't to great. For me its as if my heart were in my throat and what may have been a few seconds seemed like 15 minutes. I can't really tell you what it was. May have been your mind, may have been something else...
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
I dunno. It's not like it was a really stressful enviroment. I mean, I live in the woods. Ive been in worse situations than a snowstorm. We were relived when we got to the camp, and were enjoying ourseleves by the time we went to sleep. Oh yea, biggest thing we got in my woods is black bear, and their can be more than 50. I dont really have much more I can say.
The best thing you can do, at this point, is not to live in the past. It's over, you survived and you learned from the experience. Now you don't need to dwell on it anymore.
That's basically what I learned when I was going through a bad breakup. It helped me a lot, there.
It's a kind of instinct you get in a stressful or dangerous situation. You either stay and fight the foe (or problem) or you run as fast as your legs can carry you.
Being paralysed with fear is simply you choosing the fight response. If anything had dared poke it's head in that tent, I'm sure you guys would have defended yourselves.
Anyway, to prevent this post from becoming a **** knowitall response, heres an experience of mine.
It was school camp some years ago. As they do in highschool, guys had to camp away from the girls. Anyway, we were told that there were foxes in the area and that we had to seal our back packs fairly well if they werent to be raided.
My tent mate, lets call him David, was terrified of the foxes. I was concerned but not afraid. As a precaution, and because we had some room in the tent, we kept our packs inside the tent right next to us.
During the night, I was awoken by David, shaking me furiosly. I asked him what the matter was and he said he had heard something. I got up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes just in time to notice that my side of the tent was sticking in most sharply, showing the definition of a snout and paws. I quietly backed away. David was scared out of his wits. For the next thirty minutes or so, each side of the tent was penetrated in a similar manner, at times hitting us and scaring the wits out of David. I wasnt too concerned. Although the foxes (what I had presumed they were) were jumping up on the tent, they absolutely couldnt get inside (unless they were mutant foxes with opposable thumbs and larger brain mass). David wasnt so convinced of this fact.
Eventually the foxes left. I went back to sleep rather unconcerned. I dont know when David went back to sleep but he was damn tired in the morning.
Oh, why were the foxes jumping up on the tent you ask? The boys from the other tent had played a nasty little trick on us. Unwilling to eat the meat they had been supplied due to fears of salmonalla poisioning, they had decorated the outside of our tent with it while we were inside. The meat thus attracted the foxes.
Moral of the story? Unless it can tear through the fabric of your tent or can hit you from the outside through the tent fabric, I doubt it's worth fearing.
David went on to become an ex friend due to certain unavoidable factors (namely, he could never admit to being my friend in front of others). My revenge on the guys was eventually realised 8 months ago much to their expense and much to my humour.
Secondary moral of the story? Dont screw with me unless you expect a calculated revenge in exchange <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo-->
<!--QuoteBegin-Moquiao+Apr 22 2004, 03:23 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Moquiao @ Apr 22 2004, 03:23 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> 2, a predator. listen for the clicking! <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Yeah, I second this. Did you seen Arnie, or even Danny Glover?
<!--QuoteBegin-Moquiao+Apr 22 2004, 11:49 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Moquiao @ Apr 22 2004, 11:49 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin-Z.X. Bogglesteinsky+Apr 22 2004, 10:44 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Z.X. Bogglesteinsky @ Apr 22 2004, 10:44 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> It might just have been some weird shadows caused by swirling snow, but it probably just a pack of wolves. nothing that you would normally be afraid of. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> mate i dont know WTH you come from... b ut where i am... if you see a pack of damn wolves... you run.
EDIT: oh wow... i have been here nearly a year... thats just tragic... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> Fact: Wolves are more afraid of humans than humans are of wolves. If it was wolves circling, they were probably going "oo, what's that?" And looking around. Not "oo, food!".
It's a kind of instinct you get in a stressful or dangerous situation. You either stay and fight the foe (or problem) or you run as fast as your legs can carry you.
Being paralysed with fear is simply you choosing the fight response. If anything had dared poke it's head in that tent, I'm sure you guys would have defended yourselves.
Anyway, to prevent this post from becoming a **** knowitall response, heres an experience of mine.
It was school camp some years ago. As they do in highschool, guys had to camp away from the girls. Anyway, we were told that there were foxes in the area and that we had to seal our back packs fairly well if they werent to be raided.
My tent mate, lets call him David, was terrified of the foxes. I was concerned but not afraid. As a precaution, and because we had some room in the tent, we kept our packs inside the tent right next to us.
During the night, I was awoken by David, shaking me furiosly. I asked him what the matter was and he said he had heard something. I got up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes just in time to notice that my side of the tent was sticking in most sharply, showing the definition of a snout and paws. I quietly backed away. David was scared out of his wits. For the next thirty minutes or so, each side of the tent was penetrated in a similar manner, at times hitting us and scaring the wits out of David. I wasnt too concerned. Although the foxes (what I had presumed they were) were jumping up on the tent, they absolutely couldnt get inside (unless they were mutant foxes with opposable thumbs and larger brain mass). David wasnt so convinced of this fact.
Eventually the foxes left. I went back to sleep rather unconcerned. I dont know when David went back to sleep but he was damn tired in the morning.
Oh, why were the foxes jumping up on the tent you ask? The boys from the other tent had played a nasty little trick on us. Unwilling to eat the meat they had been supplied due to fears of salmonalla poisioning, they had decorated the outside of our tent with it while we were inside. The meat thus attracted the foxes.
Moral of the story? Unless it can tear through the fabric of your tent or can hit you from the outside through the tent fabric, I doubt it's worth fearing.
David went on to become an ex friend due to certain unavoidable factors (namely, he could never admit to being my friend in front of others). My revenge on the guys was eventually realised 8 months ago much to their expense and much to my humour.
Secondary moral of the story? Dont screw with me unless you expect a calculated revenge in exchange <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Go foxes !! <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo--> Lol, that made me laugh ^_^.
<!--QuoteBegin-DOOManiac+Apr 21 2004, 11:28 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (DOOManiac @ Apr 21 2004, 11:28 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> it might have been demons/evil spirits/whatnot.
I think it was John Romero. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> That thing is eeevil, man! He is the devourer of souls!
<!--QuoteBegin-version91x+Apr 22 2004, 03:48 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (version91x @ Apr 22 2004, 03:48 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> it could have been et's but they would have done something creepier. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> This is what I don't get. Imagine you have a technologically advanced super-intelligent species capable of travelling multiple parsecs within a reasonable amount of time to visit this world in funny-looking space ships. Now why on earth would this kind of a galactic civilization be bent on rectal probing hicks up to a point where it can be only be considered 4th grade attempts at humor or borderline fetish stuff?
ByekaName changed from Freak83TorontoJoin Date: 2003-03-13Member: 14484Members, Constellation
<!--QuoteBegin-BadKarma+Apr 21 2004, 10:50 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (BadKarma @ Apr 21 2004, 10:50 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> I was just lying in bed trying to sleep and I started to think about it and I just started crying. Listen, im not an emotional type guy, but this, I can't explain it. I gotta tell it.
We had to re-kindle the fire, and this is where it gets really nuts. Christ im crying again. We saw things out in the storm. Huge things. Shadows. And God there were so many of them. But it wasnt their presence, it was that feeling of dread. But now it wasnt just there, it was like that feeling was trying to reach up and strangle me. It was numbing. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> You're like me... when there's a chance of their being something supernatural we start to cry. It's not as if we're scared, it's almost like we have a sixth sense to notice the supernatural, how so is done by crying... an odd sense. True? I dunno but whenever I'm watching something of an alien documentarly/UFO sightings on TV (those half-an-hour to hour long shows), on certain ones i just start crying for no reason. Is there a connection?
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
It's the only time something like that has ever happened to me. Like I said, im not an emotional guy, hell I didnt cry when my mum died. Its just, I think it really upset me. Disturbed me in a really fundamental way. I do feel better after having told some people though, thanks for listening.
well ill tell you something a bit creepy but very true.
If any of you live in Devon near the moors you will enjoy this, or if any forum members have herd of the beast of Boodmin you will enjoy this. Basicly for years now people have woundered if Big cats (like pumas or lynxs) have been released onto Dartmoor in South West England. During the 1960 mainy rich land owners kepts exotic pets in small personal "zoos" but when they became to big or too much money to be spent on they were aparently released into the Moors or other parts of Cornwell or Devon in south west england. In the the 1980s my Uncle who lives in plymouth was driving on his mo-ped (scooter) through the country lanes just on the brim of the moors, it was very early in the morning and he was off to work. He suddnely had a strange sensation like when the hairs on the back of your neck raise and your eyes (well in my case) water when you know something is not right, he suddnely hit his breaks and came to a stop and looked to his left and what jumped over the hedge next to him was the beast of bodmin moor A.K.A A Big Cat, it took one look at him and contiued to walk infront of him careless and ignoring my uncle, walked about ten meters up the road and jumped over the next hedge. My uncle is defently NOT the type of man to bs he is a well respect man in the community and if u knew him u would know for yourself. Im just trying to prove the exsistense of these Big Cats.
I think the best thing to do would be to talk to your father about it.
You said you were almost Hypothermic, that could cause alot of mental stress, you said you were happy going to sleep though. But exhaustion hiking 3 *EDIT*hours not miles... in the midst of an incoming snowstorm, freezing cold, probably exhausted you more than you think.
You were relieved to hit camp, but waking up in the middle of the night, stressed, exhausted, could of caused you to feel weird.
Talk to your father, let him recap what he saw/felt, and then decide if you saw the same thing. If you did...then well...creepy.
I'd have to say though, this is why cell phones have cameras and video recorders now <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--> I really wish you would of been able to take pictures. I would say from now on if you ever go hunting, bring a digital camera.
I'd have to say scary beasts, or bigfeet running around might be a little far-fetched, but we have new species popping up everyday. Who knows if they have been able to be secluded in the woods all this time.
Although, if it was windy, snowing, and the wind was howling, it could create an eerie feeling, especially with the trees creating shadows, along with the fire. Were they distinct shadows? Did they have a shape? I know I would freak myself out just chilling in the woods by myself, even with another person I don't know how long I could make it <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--> I have too much of an imagination!
BadKarmaThe Advanced Literature monsters burned my house and gave me a 7Join Date: 2002-11-12Member: 8260Members
The were very distinct, and extremely tall. Must have been 8ft at least. As for my father, the small amount weve talked about it, we both agree on the basic forms of them.
<!--QuoteBegin-Beast+Apr 22 2004, 03:31 PM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Beast @ Apr 22 2004, 03:31 PM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin-Moquiao+Apr 22 2004, 11:49 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Moquiao @ Apr 22 2004, 11:49 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> <!--QuoteBegin-Z.X. Bogglesteinsky+Apr 22 2004, 10:44 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (Z.X. Bogglesteinsky @ Apr 22 2004, 10:44 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> It might just have been some weird shadows caused by swirling snow, but it probably just a pack of wolves. nothing that you would normally be afraid of. <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> mate i dont know WTH you come from... b ut where i am... if you see a pack of damn wolves... you run.
EDIT: oh wow... i have been here nearly a year... thats just tragic... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--> Fact: Wolves are more afraid of humans than humans are of wolves. If it was wolves circling, they were probably going "oo, what's that?" And looking around. Not "oo, food!".
<!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> beasty boy, son. i dont give a flying **** if the wolves wanna come make fudge with me. they have teeth. ive worked with wolves beast as you know.. but im a guy... and they are things which could tear me apart if need be...
so yeah
they may have been scared... but i would be running.
<!--QuoteBegin-DOOManiac+Apr 23 2004, 12:31 AM--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> (DOOManiac @ Apr 23 2004, 12:31 AM)</td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> I always laugh at the people who say things like "its more scared of you than you are of it!"
No it isn't. Otherwise it would be **** its pants too and running away screaming... <!--emo&:p--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/tounge.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='tounge.gif' /><!--endemo--> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd--> ROFL so true...
its like the ol 'new and improved' thing.. its not new if it is improved.. cos that implies a prior version/copy... *sigh* the world we live in
You fool DOOM, don't you know that scientists have meticulously hooked hundreds of bears wolves and other leathal animals to scare monitoring machines and discovered that they all are undoubtably more scared of you then then you are of them???
Seriously though, I'm reasonably sure that people just say that because they know the natural tendancies of the animal is not to attack at random, and they don't want people freaking out in the woods when they see an animal.
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It was clearly the Woe Kitten.
mate i dont know WTH you come from... b ut where i am... if you see a pack of damn wolves... you run.
EDIT: oh wow... i have been here nearly a year... thats just tragic...
That's basically what I learned when I was going through a bad breakup. It helped me a lot, there.
Fight or Flight Response.
It's a kind of instinct you get in a stressful or dangerous situation. You either stay and fight the foe (or problem) or you run as fast as your legs can carry you.
Being paralysed with fear is simply you choosing the fight response. If anything had dared poke it's head in that tent, I'm sure you guys would have defended yourselves.
Anyway, to prevent this post from becoming a **** knowitall response, heres an experience of mine.
It was school camp some years ago. As they do in highschool, guys had to camp away from the girls. Anyway, we were told that there were foxes in the area and that we had to seal our back packs fairly well if they werent to be raided.
My tent mate, lets call him David, was terrified of the foxes. I was concerned but not afraid. As a precaution, and because we had some room in the tent, we kept our packs inside the tent right next to us.
During the night, I was awoken by David, shaking me furiosly. I asked him what the matter was and he said he had heard something. I got up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes just in time to notice that my side of the tent was sticking in most sharply, showing the definition of a snout and paws. I quietly backed away. David was scared out of his wits. For the next thirty minutes or so, each side of the tent was penetrated in a similar manner, at times hitting us and scaring the wits out of David. I wasnt too concerned. Although the foxes (what I had presumed they were) were jumping up on the tent, they absolutely couldnt get inside (unless they were mutant foxes with opposable thumbs and larger brain mass). David wasnt so convinced of this fact.
Eventually the foxes left. I went back to sleep rather unconcerned. I dont know when David went back to sleep but he was damn tired in the morning.
Oh, why were the foxes jumping up on the tent you ask? The boys from the other tent had played a nasty little trick on us. Unwilling to eat the meat they had been supplied due to fears of salmonalla poisioning, they had decorated the outside of our tent with it while we were inside. The meat thus attracted the foxes.
Moral of the story? Unless it can tear through the fabric of your tent or can hit you from the outside through the tent fabric, I doubt it's worth fearing.
David went on to become an ex friend due to certain unavoidable factors (namely, he could never admit to being my friend in front of others). My revenge on the guys was eventually realised 8 months ago much to their expense and much to my humour.
Secondary moral of the story? Dont screw with me unless you expect a calculated revenge in exchange <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo-->
<!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Yeah, I second this. Did you seen Arnie, or even Danny Glover?
mate i dont know WTH you come from... b ut where i am... if you see a pack of damn wolves... you run.
EDIT: oh wow... i have been here nearly a year... thats just tragic... <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Fact: Wolves are more afraid of humans than humans are of wolves. If it was wolves circling, they were probably going "oo, what's that?" And looking around. Not "oo, food!".
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Four words.
Fight or Flight Response.
It's a kind of instinct you get in a stressful or dangerous situation. You either stay and fight the foe (or problem) or you run as fast as your legs can carry you.
Being paralysed with fear is simply you choosing the fight response. If anything had dared poke it's head in that tent, I'm sure you guys would have defended yourselves.
Anyway, to prevent this post from becoming a **** knowitall response, heres an experience of mine.
It was school camp some years ago. As they do in highschool, guys had to camp away from the girls. Anyway, we were told that there were foxes in the area and that we had to seal our back packs fairly well if they werent to be raided.
My tent mate, lets call him David, was terrified of the foxes. I was concerned but not afraid. As a precaution, and because we had some room in the tent, we kept our packs inside the tent right next to us.
During the night, I was awoken by David, shaking me furiosly. I asked him what the matter was and he said he had heard something. I got up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes just in time to notice that my side of the tent was sticking in most sharply, showing the definition of a snout and paws. I quietly backed away. David was scared out of his wits. For the next thirty minutes or so, each side of the tent was penetrated in a similar manner, at times hitting us and scaring the wits out of David. I wasnt too concerned. Although the foxes (what I had presumed they were) were jumping up on the tent, they absolutely couldnt get inside (unless they were mutant foxes with opposable thumbs and larger brain mass). David wasnt so convinced of this fact.
Eventually the foxes left. I went back to sleep rather unconcerned. I dont know when David went back to sleep but he was damn tired in the morning.
Oh, why were the foxes jumping up on the tent you ask? The boys from the other tent had played a nasty little trick on us. Unwilling to eat the meat they had been supplied due to fears of salmonalla poisioning, they had decorated the outside of our tent with it while we were inside. The meat thus attracted the foxes.
Moral of the story? Unless it can tear through the fabric of your tent or can hit you from the outside through the tent fabric, I doubt it's worth fearing.
David went on to become an ex friend due to certain unavoidable factors (namely, he could never admit to being my friend in front of others). My revenge on the guys was eventually realised 8 months ago much to their expense and much to my humour.
Secondary moral of the story? Dont screw with me unless you expect a calculated revenge in exchange <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Go foxes !! <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo--> Lol, that made me laugh ^_^.
I think it was John Romero. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
That thing is eeevil, man!
He is the devourer of souls!
This is what I don't get. Imagine you have a technologically advanced super-intelligent species capable of travelling multiple parsecs within a reasonable amount of time to visit this world in funny-looking space ships. Now why on earth would this kind of a galactic civilization be bent on rectal probing hicks up to a point where it can be only be considered 4th grade attempts at humor or borderline fetish stuff?
You guys tell me. I don't get the Rapture either.
We had to re-kindle the fire, and this is where it gets really nuts. Christ im crying again. We saw things out in the storm. Huge things. Shadows. And God there were so many of them. But it wasnt their presence, it was that feeling of dread. But now it wasnt just there, it was like that feeling was trying to reach up and strangle me. It was numbing. <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
You're like me... when there's a chance of their being something supernatural we start to cry. It's not as if we're scared, it's almost like we have a sixth sense to notice the supernatural, how so is done by crying... an odd sense. True? I dunno but whenever I'm watching something of an alien documentarly/UFO sightings on TV (those half-an-hour to hour long shows), on certain ones i just start crying for no reason. Is there a connection?
If any of you live in Devon near the moors you will enjoy this, or if any forum members have herd of the beast of Boodmin you will enjoy this.
Basicly for years now people have woundered if Big cats (like pumas or lynxs) have been released onto Dartmoor in South West England. During the 1960 mainy rich land owners kepts exotic pets in small personal "zoos" but when they became to big or too much money to be spent on they were aparently released into the Moors or other parts of Cornwell or Devon in south west england.
In the the 1980s my Uncle who lives in plymouth was driving on his mo-ped (scooter) through the country lanes just on the brim of the moors, it was very early in the morning and he was off to work. He suddnely had a strange sensation like when the hairs on the back of your neck raise and your eyes (well in my case) water when you know something is not right, he suddnely hit his breaks and came to a stop and looked to his left and what jumped over the hedge next to him was the beast of bodmin moor A.K.A A Big Cat, it took one look at him and contiued to walk infront of him careless and ignoring my uncle, walked about ten meters up the road and jumped over the next hedge. My uncle is defently NOT the type of man to bs he is a well respect man in the community and if u knew him u would know for yourself. Im just trying to prove the exsistense of these Big Cats.
You said you were almost Hypothermic, that could cause alot of mental stress, you said you were happy going to sleep though. But exhaustion hiking 3 *EDIT*hours not miles... in the midst of an incoming snowstorm, freezing cold, probably exhausted you more than you think.
You were relieved to hit camp, but waking up in the middle of the night, stressed, exhausted, could of caused you to feel weird.
Talk to your father, let him recap what he saw/felt, and then decide if you saw the same thing. If you did...then well...creepy.
I'd have to say though, this is why cell phones have cameras and video recorders now <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--> I really wish you would of been able to take pictures. I would say from now on if you ever go hunting, bring a digital camera.
I'd have to say scary beasts, or bigfeet running around might be a little far-fetched, but we have new species popping up everyday. Who knows if they have been able to be secluded in the woods all this time.
Although, if it was windy, snowing, and the wind was howling, it could create an eerie feeling, especially with the trees creating shadows, along with the fire. Were they distinct shadows? Did they have a shape? I know I would freak myself out just chilling in the woods by myself, even with another person I don't know how long I could make it <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--> I have too much of an imagination!
mate i dont know WTH you come from... b ut where i am... if you see a pack of damn wolves... you run.
EDIT: oh wow... i have been here nearly a year... thats just tragic... <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Fact: Wolves are more afraid of humans than humans are of wolves. If it was wolves circling, they were probably going "oo, what's that?" And looking around. Not "oo, food!".
<!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
beasty boy, son. i dont give a flying **** if the wolves wanna come make fudge with me. they have teeth. ive worked with wolves beast as you know.. but im a guy... and they are things which could tear me apart if need be...
so yeah
they may have been scared... but i would be running.
No it isn't. Otherwise it would be **** its pants too and running away screaming... :p
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ROFL so true...
its like the ol 'new and improved' thing.. its not new if it is improved.. cos that implies a prior version/copy... *sigh* the world we live in
Seriously though, I'm reasonably sure that people just say that because they know the natural tendancies of the animal is not to attack at random, and they don't want people freaking out in the woods when they see an animal.
anywho its probably ur mind freaking up, it does that, just ignore it.