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It was early June of 2016 in Southern New York, and three friends – Jamie, Dan and an unnamed witness, decided to go camping on a mountain. Apparently they did not know if they were technically allowed to do this, but there are a lot of fire pits in the area and so they did it anyway. They set up their tent and got their fire going, and just sat there having ‘a few beers and bitching about our women’. All of a sudden, the woods became completely silent – ‘you couldn’t even hear crickets’ – and it apparently felt like there was a lightning storm because static electricity could be felt in the air. The hairs on the back of the unnamed witness’ neck stood up. According to Jamie ‘the air was humming’.
Immediately after this, there was a deep bass noise and a light flashed up in the distance and illuminated the whole forest. ‘It looked like when a real big firework explodes for the first few seconds, but it lasted for about a minute before it split up into 3 or 4 other lights and shot back down into the trees. We could see the lights glowing out in the woods and then there was a big gust of wind and it was gone. Everything smelled like it had just rained but it never did.’
The witnesses didn’t know what to do, but decided that it was likely just a meteor and so went back to talking amongst themselves. At about 02:00, they decided to go to sleep. The unnamed witness and Jamie slept in a tent but Dan decided to sleep by the fire. Roughly an hour later, the witnesses are woken up by Dan shaking them and saying that there was ‘something big’ watching the camp. The creature was about 50 ft away from the fire according to Dan, and he apparently thought that it might have been a bear, but it was standing on two legs and bobbing backwards and forwards as if trying to get a better look at him. While Dan was talking to the witnesses about this, all three of them heard a loud scream that apparently sounded like ‘a pig being slaughtered’, but was deeper and made the witnesses’ ears ring. Apparently three or four more creatures came running towards the campsite, as the embers from the fire kicked up and landed on the tent. The Dogmen kept running up to the tent and then promptly running back into the woods.
‘Every once in a while one of them would scream again and pull on one of the tent poles, dragging the whole tent a foot or two.’ By now the whole tent was collapsing on one side and the witnesses were screaming as loud as they could. Suddenly everything went quiet again and the witnesses ran towards their truck as fast as they could and hit the gas. When they were just about to leave, they saw one of the Dogmen illuminated in the road by the truck headlights. At this point, the witnesses attempted to ‘gun it’ and drive the vehicle straight past the creature, but it then straightened up and puffed up its chest. The witness estimates that the creature was around 8 ft tall and had dark grey all over its body except for the front, where the hair was white or yellow. The face looked like that of a dog ‘but not really’. Apparently, the witness knows what bigfoot looks like and this was different.
The Dogman didn’t even move when the witnesses drove at it, and they had to swerve the truck around it to avoid running it over. They drove back down the mountain and parked the truck in a gas company parking lot, and considered telling the local police but were discouraged because they didn’t know if they were camping somewhere that they shouldn’t have been. In the morning, after the witnesses had sobered up, they drove back to the campsite to find that their property had vanished, including the tent and the cooler.
The scariest story I have is about a night deep in the Oregon woods. I’ll preface this by giving my background, not as a brag or anything, just to show that my outdoor and survival bonafides are there. I’m 37, I’ve literally spent over 5 total years alone in the woods. Camping and hiking. I’ve went months without ever even talking to another human being. I’ve taken every class or training you can imagine in identifying animals, especially threatening ones that can kill me. I have walked most of the Appalachian Trail barefoot. I have spent weeks in varying wilderness areas across the US and Canada. I know what a mountain lion sounds like, whether it’s mating, scared, communicating...whatever. I know what foxes, bobcats, owls and varying birds, moose, elk, deer, varying weasels, bison, bugs, sheep, bear, and everything in between sounds like. When you have a hobby like I do and spend every free second alone in the woods, you have to know sounds. It’s absolutely imperative to know if something is close by that wants to eat you. Again, I only say all this because it’s inevitable every time I tell one of my stories, at least one person is going to say “nah dude, it’s just a fox, they scream like bloody murder”...yeah, I know!
I’ve had 3 or 4 sounds that scared me that don’t match any animal living in North America. There was only one that made me leave camp early and go back to civilization. This time, I was actually doing a buddy camp with my oldest friend. He is the same age, and has more experience in the woods than I do. We met up in Oregon for a two week camp in the vicinity of Mt. Hood National Park. We were well off the beaten path, no people or civilization anywhere near us. One night late, at our camp setup, he and I were sitting by a fire, just bullshitting and reminiscing. It’s also important to note we were sober. I do occasionally drink, and I do occasionally smoke cannabis, but never on these trips. Your sobriety and level head can be the difference between life and death out there. As we talked, from maybe 300 yards or so away, down in a ravine, we heard a howl/growl/scream that persisted for several minutes. It literally vibrated our heads, that’s how powerful it was. It was guttural, and booming. The only way I’ve ever been able to describe it, is imagine a huge horror movie with a limitless budget. Imagine some huge, powerful demon. Now, imagine in that movie, that demon is somehow defeated and sent back to hell. Imagine the demon’s scream of agony and anger as it’s dragged back to where it came from. It was fucking terrible. Two grown men, with decades of experience, both of us carrying firearms for protection, firearms that if need be, could take down a 1000 pound bear, in hysteric tears, clinging to each other frantically deciding what to do.
We made it until the first signs of day, and booked our asses back to our checkpoint and got the hell out of, not just the area, but Oregon completely. - 5mh