We've all had weird things happen while in the great outdoors.
So let's shair our sometimes bizzar, entertaining, unforgetable, encounters.
Way way way back, I was young. Not sure how young. Say 12ish. 40 or 44 years ago.
We were camping in the Smokey Mountans. Camper with very minimum of amenities.
My dad wanted to see the Moon Bow. Only two places to see it and we were near one. Near ??? Not that close.
So my dad, my brother and I started walking to see this fabulise site, just before sundown.
As we walked a park worker stopped and gave us a ride. He said "It's just over there" and drove for 15 minutes, Fast.
We got to the site and stood around with maybe 10 other folks, waiting and waiting. OH it's overcast. No moon bow.
So we started walking back to our camp site.
We walked and we walked. And walked. It was pitch black but there were lights on the road. So we walked. And walked.
As we're walking, you get that feeling theres something behind you, you should look at.
So we all turned to see the lights behind us were being switched off.
One after an other. And they were catching up with us.
We started walking faster. The blackness was catching up.
We started to run because the lights were going out right next to us.
Then we could see the light ahead went out.
We were slowly being swallowed by the totel darkness you only find in horror movies.
We are close to panic. There are bears out there. Giant man eatting bears. Mutant Bears. Horror movie bears.
There was a light up ahead, maybe 100 yards away. At a junktion with the main road.
We ran as fast as we could.
Just as we got to the junktion the light went out.
A car stopped next to us in the dark. Turned out to be the folks camping next to us.
They went into town to get some things and just happened to get back in time to save us from becoming bear snaks.
Took us back to our happy camper site.:jester:
No bear food from us.