Registered: Jul 2003
Location: Terre Haute, IN
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I know this has been posted a while back, but there were some good ones. Believe it or not, this was inspired by one of Sheepster's post.

I could be wrong, but I think Jimmy Legrand (?) had a pretty good one.

I don't personally don't have one. Well, the first time my Redbone split treed it was a lay-up with 2 coons. The two high-powered Gr Nt and Nt Ch Walkers with him couldn't smell them at all.

That is kinda spooky huh???

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Me and a couple buddies were going to our dogs one night and came across an old confederate grave site.There were a half dozen headstones I guess and it had an old metal fence around it.
We was all standing there checking it out when all of a sudden a Barred Owl let out a long hoot right above our heads. We all about jumped out of our skin!!!!!!!
That thing like to have scared us to death!!!! We had a good laugh after we ran about 100yds and realized that it was just an owl!!!

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this didn't happen while coonhunting but it is a spooky story. my daughter and i were trailriding in the woods behind our house. we knew these woods very well but somehow became lost. we ended up in a patch of deadwoods that had moss hanging from the trees. it was just like a scene out of an old horror film. and it was quiet. nothing made a sound. no wind blew. just eery silence and the sound of the horse's hooves through the dead leaves on the ground. we had never seen this stretch of woods before. it was dqrk and the sun wouldn't shine through the limbs. my daughters horse is a bloodhound when it comes to finding her way home. we let her have her head and she found her way out to a stretch that we knew and we found our way back home. the next day we retraced our steps but no matter where we went on that hillside and the surrounding countryside we never did find that stretch of woods again.

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Foxfire is old rotten wood that glows in the dark. When I saw this, my mind started conjuring up ghosts. If you've ever seen this, you know what I mean. I took a piece of this wood home with me, but the glow went away when the wood dried out.

When I'm by myself, I never feel real comfortable around old abandoned houses in the middle of the woods, especially when you feel a chilly draft on a warm night. If someone's with me, it doesn't seem so spooky. The spookiest one has a weeping willow and swampy marsh around it. That's the spookiest looking, but I've never felt that cold draft around that place.

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I had a coyote follow me around one night for almost an hour when I was running dogs. If I would have had a gun I could have killed him at any time. He was never more than 40 yrds from me!It was July and I never saw him again. It was sure nerve racking though.This was around1990

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my buddy lets me hunt behind his church. He says that theres an old slave cemetery back there somewhere. I never have saw it yet. Wonder if I'll find it one night???? Scariest thing ever happen to me was when me and my buddy was out hunting and i started blowing the coon squaller. No problems at all but when I blew that coon squaller to try to find the coon I heard something I never had before or sinse. It was like a scream or something. I am fully aware of what a coyote sounds like and it was not a coyote. At first it was coming from way down the river and sounded like it was maybe a half mile away. It screamed and howled at us like maybe 5 times. It closed the distance to us IN A HURRY. By the 5th or 6th scream it sounded like it was within 75 yards of us. It was a super long howl or scream. WHen it first started I actually thought it was a person. It sounded just like someone yelling at us. The beginning of the howl sounded like someone but by the time it was over you could tell it was different. I am fully competent and sane. I'll admit it me and my buddy both were scared to death. He had coonhunted a BUNCH and niether one of us have ever heard anything like that. I had my pistol out and the hammer back walking backward away from the tree and towards the truck. It spooks me today when I think about it. The scary part is wondering what in the world it could have been. It sounded in the beginning like someone yelling ................ HEEEYYYYYYY real loud and by the end of it it was just a loud, high pitched scream. It didnt start until I started with the squaller and as soon as we started walking away from the tree and towards the truck it stopped and never made another noise. Some of you may make fun but thats ok. I dont know what it was. Maybe a bobcat screaming, cougar, I dont know. It was more than this ole boy wanted to mess with. THing about it was one of my buddies asked me when I told him about it why I didnt walk toward it and try to see what it was. To let you know how spooky it sounded............... I simply told him that whatever made that noise I DID NOT WANT TO SEE.

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Call me a sissy if you want, but i used to go coonhunting by myself a lot and after watching that Movie I have a buddy with me all the time, I guess if something is going to come after me atleast I will have somebody else to try and out run. Ha

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Sheepster- Might have been a fox..but I am with you, if it sounded that freeky, get the heck out of there!!!!

I went with a buddy trying out an old raggedy walker (but aren't they all???? ) We were standing next to a tree that was freshly cut down and leaning into some tree tops and heard snortin and blowin and stomping. As soon as I could get the words "Is that a...." out, my buddy was up that tree with me right behind. Turns out (and he knew it) it was a BIG black angus bull. He wandered around the tree we were in for a while then ran after the walker. He kept coming back and then I shimmyed (sp) down and made a run for the truck. Not spooky but not a whole lot of fun at the time. Funny as all get out now! Went to tree a coon..and got treed myself.

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Back about 30 or so years ago when I was still in High School, we
went to Flatonia, Tx on a coonhunt. It was around midnight maybe alittle later, we had treed a couple of coons aready when
we drove up to a stock pond and turned out the three dogs we had. It didn't take long they struck a pretty good track and in a short time were treed. My dad told me and a young kid that lived next door that had went along on this trip, to go see what they had. We made our way to the tree and when we arrived they were treed up a medium size hardwood tree that was broke off about 25 to 30 feet up. All three dogs were standing on the tree and treeing hard, my little friend said that he could climb the tree and look down in the hole. He stuck a small light in his back pocket and I held my light on him so he could see how to climb the tree. He shimmed up and just before he reached the top, what ever was in that tree made on of the worst sounding, toe nail curling noises I have ever heard. The dogs started to growl and ran off, this leaving me and my friend about 25 foot up in the
air. I quickly told him that I didn't know what it was but, I didn't know if the one shell we had in our 410 was going to take care of it, so he needed to get to the ground now are he would have to find his way back to the truck by himself. To this day I don't know what it was but, what ever it was the dogs seemed to be afraid of it to, when we got back to the truck the dogs were there. My dad thought it was funny but, we were done for the night.

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My friend Rusty Johnson invited myself and Bearhunter to Illinois for some coonhuntin a few years back. It was unusually warm for October. We cut loose near Neoga and soon had ole ringtail on the run. We heard the dog treed near a lake, as we approached the dog went silent and ran into us with it's tail between it's legs. We rounded the corner to find an old guy standing by a small fire, a couple curs tied up nearby. As we got closer we noticed he was only wearing speedos! Let me tell you the SCARIEST sight I ever beheld. As Rusty, Sam and I ran away we heard a blood curdling cry, something about Alsome Al!!!! I'll never forget it till I die!!

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Someone had a great story a couple years ago about hunting some hollows down behind his house, had hunted them for years and years and one night came across an old cabin and had never seen it and has never seen it since that night.

As for my story, it took place in north/north west IN several years ago. Me and a good friend were out hunting and had turned his dog loose in a good patch of hardwoods that had several other larger patches further off around it. Well the dog ended up treed in a big patch on down the road a ways. We ended up driving down in front of the woods on the road and the woods set probably a half mile off the road. There was a lane that went back to the woods and so decided we would try to stealth it back there. Well we get about half way back the lane and come upon this old car w/IL plates in which a guy and a girl were leaning up against. We rolled down the window, told them what we were doing and they barely aknowledged us, not too mention were they the oddest/creepiest looking pair of people you could imagine. So, we just assumed they were parking or whatever and were high as kites. So as we get further back this lane we can see light up further ahead in the woods and get up to it and it is another car w/ another pair of creepy looking urchins sitting around a small fire. We got out, told them what were doing and we would be out of there in a jiff. One of the guys responds and says they heard the dog barking and to go and get it, no problem. As we walk by the car on our way back to the dog we notice several shotguns and assualt-like rifles leaning up against the car. At this point, with the creepy company and assortment of firearms we are high-tailin it to the dog, get the dog and get out of dodge. On our way to the tree we come across two of what I would call bunkers (we estimated to be 10 x 10)dug into the ground that are covered with a camo tarp, leaves and branches. We couldn't help but look, even under the circumstances, and what we found were skids of 5 gallon buckets that were full of something, looked to be of solid form, not liquid. We didn't have the grapefruits to pop one open and decided we had better get the dog and get out of there. We never found out what was in those buckets and neither of us have ever been back in there again. Someone went to alot of trouble digging those out, carrying them down in there, and then covering them. I don't know if the people out front were guarding something or else we just happend upon some weirdo's hangout. It was definately a strange experience though.

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Wes-

Where abouts was this???

And where do you live in Indiana??

I used to teach at Merrillville High School a few years back. Lived in Hobart and Crown Town.

Now I am in Terre Haute...just as dirty as Gary but without the crime.

DOUG: He didn't have on combat boots and have an M60 laying there next to him did he??? Or did he have on "sheepin" boots, with a young lad named Sheepster stuck in them????

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When I was 10 or 11, I used to go coon hunting with my older brother quite a bit, all of us kids had to takes turns going hunting with him since it was to much of a pain in the a$$ to take all 3 of us at once. Well, this one night we decided to go bullfrog hunting instead of coon hunting, it is the only time I've ever went bullfrog hunting, anyway we were driving to a slough back in Iowa and there was a guy walking alongside the road and we drove by him but my brother thought he knew the guy so we went back to where he was and stopped, it turned out he had no idea who the guy was and this guy was talking about some cabin way back in the woods that he had just came from a meeting at, so we talked for a few more minutes and my brother says to the guy that we're gonna get going since we were on our way to go huntung and the guy tries to open my brothers door so he locked it and I locked mine we both reached around to lock the back doors and the guy was trying to get in the back drivers side door. The guy was freaky as hell. We ended up going home instead of hunting because we were both freaked out. Looking back now, 12 years later, it's kinda funny because he's always been a big tough guy thats not afraid of anything or anyone but he was scared that night.

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Stretcher,

We were hunting North of Lafayette somewhere. I live east of Indy about 40 minutes, but am currently in the Fort Wayne area.

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10 0r so i remember huntin one nite with my dad and my younger brother. we were in a place where we had been in before and i didnt know about things like devil worshiping and the cult i was too young. anyway we can up on a spot where they had been sacrificing animals and it was the scariest place i have ever seen, there was a goat strung up by its hind feet it had its throat slit, we loaded the old single barrel shotgun and walked out of there in a straight line me on dads heels and my brother on mine.

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Occured two years ago during turkey season. One afternoon I eased down into a cutover to wait for sundown to hear turkeys fly up to the roost. As it was still early and 4AM had been a long time ago I decided to take a nap. I laid the shotgun down behind me and laid down to sleep. I don't know how long I slept but I was awakened by a buzzing noise. I was still groggy as I opened my eyes. I wish I hadn't. About a foot in front of my face was four feet of snake shaking it's tail for all it was worth. I came to my senses real quick. I mentally go through snake identification 101 and realize that this is a non-poisonous eastern coachwhip, whew feel better about that. Wait a minute I remember a note in the fieldbook about the coachwhip being aggressive and will bite. Oh S***. By now my right hand is groping around behind me trying to find the shotgun. The rest of me is absolutely motionless. Even if I find the gun I do not know how I'll aim it. I'll solve that when I get my hands on the **** gun. Fortunately the snake gets smart about now and cuts and runs. I try not to take naps in the woods anymore.

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I am terrified of the dark. Always have been, always will be.

One nite last winter my dog got extremely deep and treed. My buddy, who is more scared of the dark than me, and I headed for the tree. On the way we passed an old house that had been abondoned for about five yrs.

We know the land owner and knew his mom had died in that old house about five years ago. The hair is just standing on the backs of our necks.

Well, on the way back we are hot and I am really thirsty. We walk by the house, and I am trying not to look over there or nothin. Well my buddy Terry points at the house and says, "Hey why dont you ask her for a drink of water."

I kinda look at him and then it all hit me and I take off outta there like a bullet. I ran all the way back to the truck and just got really freaked out.



On the ride out of there we were talkin about how much money it would take to walk in that old house and go up the stairs and look out the window in the second floor. I told him that I couldnt do it even for a million dollars. I would have went thru the door and my feet would just freeze in place.

The scary stuff happens to me and Terry alot. I have never seen such a thing in all my life. A 21 yr old and a 23 yr old pair of coonhunters that are terrified of the dark. We just stay really close to each other!

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Four years ago, when Rocky was still alive, we routinely hunted a place called Brushy Creek. Brushy is one of my most favorite places to hunt, because it is easy walking, and there are logging roads that you can get just about anywhere on.

Brushy Creek is about 6 miles of dirt road that runs along the Little Tennessee River, and that leads to forest service and various other tracks of land. When you hunt it, your truck is DUSTY from one end to the other.

Well, when we hunt brushy creek, we always back the truck up to the gate, and park like that. The creek is to the left of the truck, and then we walk out an old logging road that has a creek to the right of it, and it leads to several white oak patches and a huge corn field.

Well, I just wasnt feeling to well that night, and I told Quincy and Justin that I was going to stay at the truck. Quincy had his dog Bull, my dog Rocky, and Justin had Pepper.

Well, about 30 minutes after they left, I could hear something walking in the leaves just to the left of the truck. Then I heard something lapping water.

Must have been one of the dogs, I thought at the time. Well, I was sitting there, and it was in the middle of the summer, hot as heck, and I had every window that could be opened in that truck open.

I got this eeeeeeerrrrrrryyyyy feeling, and the hair stood up on the back of my neck. I thought for a moment about what was making me feel like that, and I just has this uncanny urge to shut and roll up the windows.

Well, I did, and a few minutes later, I heard something bump the back of the truck. It sounded almost like when a puppy or a short dog tries to put its paws up on the tailgate.

I shined my light but couldnt see anything. I pushed the break light, and saw a glimpse of something's tail and then it was gone.

Well, I thought "you're losing your mind." So I lit a cigarette, and cracked my window just enough to let the smoke out. I sat there for a good while, and then something caught my eye. It was something flashing in my mirror on the left side of the truck. I focus in and get a better look, and it's a light bouncing down the road.

I look again, and it looks like it's running fast. Well, Justin and Quincy both left, and this worried me as Quincy has had surgery on his left knee several times. I just knew he'd fell and was hurt. I get out of the truck, and it's Justin by himself. I holler at him, and he cant hear me. He makes it to the truck, his face looks all worried and scared, and he runs up to me, and looks me all over. "ARE YOU OK??!!"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

"Because, me and Quincy were on our way up to the cornfield, and Rocky started growling, and wouldnt let us go any farther up the road. He kept getting right under our feet and would not let us go on. Then all of a sudden, we heard screaming and it sounded like you. It scared us to death, Quincy is coming, he told me to come and see if you were ok. He's bringing the dogs, they're acting plumb weird. Rocky wouldnt let us go hunting, he kept running us back towards the truck, and then we heard screaming and thought it was you."

"No. I'm fine." Then I see Quincy's light coming at a good pace down the road, then all of a sudden he starts cussing. He's pretty close now, and he's dragging all 3 dogs down the trail, they've got thier feet planted and he's dragging them, cussing every breath.

He hollers at Justin to help him and asking if I'm OK at the same time.

When he gets back to the truck with the dogs, I go to put the tailgate down, and there in the dust on the bumper, is a perfect paw print. I asked Quincy was was it, and he said it looked like a bobcat, but was to big to be a bobcat. Oh well, They get the dogs loaded up and Rocky just wont quit growling, this really low growl too.

Quincy was telling me the details of what happened, then it screamed. It was RIGHT above us, maybe 20 yards in the woods. We shined our lights and saw 2 big shining green eyes jump and take off running. It was solid, jet black and I swear it was a panther.

That is nearly the most scared that I've ever been!

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well me and mr bowline were coonhuntin on mules startedout great night no problems well we made 2 trees goin fer the third hound were trailin and me and bowline ride up on a hangin person we both thought it was a joke no problem somethin in me made me grab the body and give it a tug it was a real person after i got some sort of sense back to me bowline tells me im goin to town toi get the cops you stay hear that ol man laughed at me fer awhile told him aint no way in hell im stayin here by my self we went to town toghether got the cops answered some questions got back on the mules and went got our hounds went back to the truck and called it a night
was out one night at crossed paths with a bobcat i was by myself and no weapons at all i got real nervous he lunged at me a couple of times smacked my arm once then my hounds quit treein and came and saved me i thought for a minute that little bobcat almost made me piss myself and my 2 loyal companions and freind saved me no hounds or bobcat didnt do any damage to one another i got 1 scratch that was on me flash and bess will always have a spot in my heart that was a crazy encounter

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Jimmy that's freaky! Not the story I thought I heard.

Someone on here had one about shinin a tree and another old boy comin in and shining with them for a bit, then out of nowhere he was gone.

Who was that???? Tell that one!

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ok was settin on a log listenin to the hounds run one out of no where this old man with a lantern walked up started talkin to me we was talkin away good conversastion then we both heard the locates we stopped talkin and was waitin to see if they were goin to tree when i turned to look the old fella wasnt there it was wierd

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Jimmie, I have heard the story of the guy hanging from the tree before. I didnt believe it, but if it happened to me than I guarantee you I would quit coonin forever.

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Jimmy-

You messin' around or were you the one that had the old man story last time??

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One night when I was a teenager, I was going hunting with my father. Before we went, we watched a tv news show called 20\20. They were doing a documentary on devil worshiping and how there were ceremonies going on in remote areas, with animal sacrifices and all that freaky stuff. Now I am by no means afraid to be in the woods alone after dark, but when you just get through watching something like that, it makes you think. So we went hunting and pulled into this small hay field that is next to a river. I get out and unload the dogs. Just before I cut them loose I just happened to sweep the field with my light and it illuminates vehicle tail lights all along the back of the field. Now I am spooked. In my haste to get the dogs back in the box, I skin my knuckles up on the door hinge. Then we high tail it out of there. Come to find out the farmer was buying up old cars to plant on the river bank to keep it from washing out in his field. It was pretty funny when I found that out.

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I wonder if anyone can explain this. About 7 or 8 years ago I was trying to trap a coon and had a live trap set. I put a cup in the back of it full of peanut butter. THought I'd try that. I went back the next day and it was exactly like I found it ............ only difference was instead of peanut butter in the cup there was something red in there. It seemed to thin to be blood. I dont know what it was. How??? why??? what had done this?? Was someone just playing a joke?? Who knows.

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