I saw a video recently talking about how generally people living in the country ignore weird noises in the woods, and it reminded me of some of the weird noises i’ve heard from the woods near my house.
i want to know your scariest stories about stuff like that because I can’t sleep anyway so I may as well have a reason. it can be real experiences or more urban legend type stories, I just can’t find enough good scary stuff because the internet sucks now.
I’ve only been camping in a tent three times as an adult. I heard some interesting things. Never anything ur am legend worthy.
One was a bachelor’s party. Some of the folks got into some things, I didn’t partake. I was super anxious about the trip already. It was in the southern most part of the Appalachian mountains. Honestly probably not really even in the mountains. Maybe more in the Blue Ridge area. Anyways, it’s quiet. I hear a weird noise. I immediately recognize as a helicopter. With no other sounds and being surrounded by hills and trees they sounds WEIRD! You can hear them from way further. It sounded so ominous. I jokingly turn to the group and ask “Is that the trumpet?” Implying the trumpets that will sound during the rapture. I think I sort of got a few of 'em before they realized what it was!
From that same trip I remember finally being in my tent alone. First time being in a tent alone. As a kid I always had a buddy in bot scouts or parent. I was so fucking cold. I forgot a mat to put my sleeping bag on. As I’m laying there cold, cold as hell, trying to not panic about being “alone” (because my friends are so close! Just in the other tents!) I just hear the wind. Again, in the middle of a quiet forest with only the wind creeping along my imagination takes over. I imagine it as a giant air serpent creeping along through the trees, weaving and rustling all the leaves.
The last one was with my wife for a friend’s birthday party. We hear leaves crunch near the tent and hear little sniffs by our heads outside the tent. Based on the sounds I think it was a racoon or a opossum. So cute!
The other time we went camping was with my parents. They were in their RV and my wife and I just slept in the tent outside lol. It’s the only time we brought our dog camping. She was such a good watch pup. Just sat on the bed, very alert. I think she was nervous. If she could talk she probably has weird stories about that night. It’s interesting to think that all the noises you hear at a large campsite with RVs that you know are just folks doing stuff probably freak the dog out. She doesn’t know. Even if she does, she knows she’s supposed to protect us from people. Or at least thinks she does.