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  • Share Your Creepy Camping/Travelling Stories

    I’ve seen this thread on some motorcycle forums I visit, I thought it would be fun to have one here.

    Here’s mine.

    This was mid 90’s, I was about 19. I was working graveyards at a 7-11, and filling in when short handed. I had worked a 12 hour shift, went home and slept for about 4 hours, before getting called in for another 12+ hour shift. I was pretty exhausted by the end. A couple buddies and I decided to go camping that night. One had never been camping before. We ended up camping near Decker. I had some a few beers and smoked a couple bowls before going into the tent to go pass out.

    So remember – I was a little drunk, very high, and completely exhausted when I went to bed.

    At some point that night, my buddy that had never been camping woke me up kinda freaked out. I could see from outside the tent there was a bright light flashing on and off. Flash Flash Flash Flash. No noises, it was completely silent. I was in no condition to go check it out, figured I was imagining things, and went back to sleep.

    The next morning we got up – the guy who hadn’t been camping before said the lights flashed for a couple hours, and then just quit. No sound, no movement, nothing. The other guy said he was sleeping the whole night and didn’t see anything. I’m sure the other friend, if he was pulling a prank on the camping newb, would have told me about it for a laugh.

    To this day I tell it as my “we saw aliens” story. We were camping somewhere pretty secluded, not in a campground, and the light was pretty bright. I’ve always kind of wondered what it was. I figure the other guy could have been pranking the camping newb, or maybe someone was in the woods playing a prank, but I figure the freaked out newb (who didn’t sleep at all after that) would have heard someone moving around. The light was much brighter than any flashlight, it lit up the entire tent from the outside. The flashing was at regular intervals, so it wasn’t lightening or anything like that. Who knows.

    So, share your weird/creepy camping and travelling stories!

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    When I was 22. My gf at the time and a couple other friends and myself went camping in southern Colorado. Nice area, a beautiful lake and decently secluded.

    We set up in a lot only to have a family that looked like the offspring of the rednecks in Deliverance end up in the area next to ours. These people are downing PBR like they it is the last time they will ever drink. And I am not joking but hatchet tossing was happening. Needless to say the noise of bad country music and rednecks cussing and fighting got to be annoying. Being the only guy with the the balls to tell these hillbillies to shut the **** up at 3 in the morning I set off a strange kind of scenario where this family decided to **** with us the rest of the time we were there.

    As soon as I or the other male friend were out of earshot these nasty drunks were coming into our campsite harassing the girls we were with. So I get back from fishing, Mike is off with his gf at the lake and I hear the youngest one talking to my gf about how easy it would be to hide bodies in those woods as he is flipping his hatchet around. This sets me off ready to bury that hatchet in his skull. We start swinging(thankfully he dropped the hatchet when I hit him) and the rest of his family come out to help him fight. My gf grabbed the rifle my friend Mike had brought and was ready to start putting dudes down.

    That stopped the fight but the rest of the week was spent looking over our shoulders and beer cans being tossed at us and me getting pulled back from my plan of returning the beer can along with a beating

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    • #3
      Ok so I was a young naive nubile teenager who wanted to work at a summer camp. I remember that time like it was 1980 and fluffy perms and small boobs were all the rage. You can imagine as a busty 17 year old I might not have been as popular so often I was on my own reading or babysitting the kids while all the other horny slutty teens had sex with Kevin Bacon lookalikes. So I was alone one night all the kids tucked away when I heard this weird tapping on the window. Well I wasn't too worried as that was my friend Janie used that as her signal to let me know she was back from her sexathon with Blane at Camp Krusty. This time tho I was disturbed to see a hook tapping on the window but then I remembered Corey our resident movie monster effects weirdo and just chuckled to myself. Best thing is to ignore Feldman when he is like that so I sent back to knitting my Denver broncos wearable blanket which I named a snoogy. I was sure it would net me lots of money someday. Anyway so finally that stopped tho there was a funny thudding sound I gave it no further thought. But about an hour later the lights went out which happens so I found the flashlight iwas sewing into the snoogy and went outside to check the generator. Turns out some thoughtless jerk left a machete embedded in it. Rude right? Well i went to get to remove it when I noticed some weird deformed guy blocking my way. Assuming him to be a chiefs can named bob I simply handed him the dog biscuit I keep for the camp pup jaws in my pocket. While he was busy. To be continued

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      • #4
        I am at work on my phone but I have one involving a whistle pig, st Elmo, dead truck battery and the creepy a lot of cars go down that road guy.


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        • #5
          Originally posted by BroncoMan4ever View Post
          When I was 22. My gf at the time and a couple other friends and myself went camping in southern Colorado. Nice area, a beautiful lake and decently secluded.

          We set up in a lot only to have a family that looked like the offspring of the rednecks in Deliverance end up in the area next to ours. These people are downing PBR like they it is the last time they will ever drink. And I am not joking but hatchet tossing was happening. Needless to say the noise of bad country music and rednecks cussing and fighting got to be annoying. Being the only guy with the the balls to tell these hillbillies to shut the **** up at 3 in the morning I set off a strange kind of scenario where this family decided to **** with us the rest of the time we were there.

          As soon as I or the other male friend were out of earshot these nasty drunks were coming into our campsite harassing the girls we were with. So I get back from fishing, Mike is off with his gf at the lake and I hear the youngest one talking to my gf about how easy it would be to hide bodies in those woods as he is flipping his hatchet around. This sets me off ready to bury that hatchet in his skull. We start swinging(thankfully he dropped the hatchet when I hit him) and the rest of his family come out to help him fight. My gf grabbed the rifle my friend Mike had brought and was ready to start putting dudes down.

          That stopped the fight but the rest of the week was spent looking over our shoulders and beer cans being tossed at us and me getting pulled back from my plan of returning the beer can along with a beating
          What lake May know the rednecks....not joking

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          • #6
            Originally posted by Miss I. View Post
            Ok so I was a young naive nubile teenager who wanted to work at a summer camp. I remember that time like it was 1980 and fluffy perms and small boobs were all the rage. You can imagine as a busty 17 year old I might not have been as popular so often I was on my own reading or babysitting the kids while all the other horny slutty teens had sex with Kevin Bacon lookalikes. So I was alone one night all the kids tucked away when I heard this weird tapping on the window. Well I wasn't too worried as that was my friend Janie used that as her signal to let me know she was back from her sexathon with Blane at Camp Krusty. This time tho I was disturbed to see a hook tapping on the window but then I remembered Corey our resident movie monster effects weirdo and just chuckled to myself. Best thing is to ignore Feldman when he is like that so I sent back to knitting my Denver broncos wearable blanket which I named a snoogy. I was sure it would net me lots of money someday. Anyway so finally that stopped tho there was a funny thudding sound I gave it no further thought. But about an hour later the lights went out which happens so I found the flashlight iwas sewing into the snoogy and went outside to check the generator. Turns out some thoughtless jerk left a machete embedded in it. Rude right? Well i went to get to remove it when I noticed some weird deformed guy blocking my way. Assuming him to be a chiefs can named bob I simply handed him the dog biscuit I keep for the camp pup jaws in my pocket. While he was busy. To be continued
            I'm wondering where exactly DomCasual fits into this. There's maybe 14 times potentially . . ..

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            • #7
              Originally posted by broncswin View Post
              What lake May know the rednecks....not joking
              That is a little disconcerting.

              Monument or Blue Lake. Not positive. It's the one that had the rock formation in the middle of the lake

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              • #8
                Story has nothing on ambien in the wild?


                Not interested.

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                • #9
                  In the "unexplained" realm, I took a cross country trip bout 12-15 years ago and stayed in a motel in Trementon, Utah right off the 90. I stumbled in pretty late, so never took note of what was outside my window, but throughout the night I saw lights/heard sounds of big trucks whizzing by. I didn't give it much thought because I was right near the highway and figured I had a good view of it. But when I woke up the next morning, I noticed my window was facing a vacant grassy area on the opposite side.

                  To make things eerier, my normally, curious to a fault siberian husky refused to come out from under the desk all night.

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by Miss I. View Post
                    Ok so I was a young naive nubile teenager who wanted to work at a summer camp. I remember that time like it was 1980 and fluffy perms and small boobs were all the rage. You can imagine as a busty 17 year old I might not have been as popular so often I was on my own reading or babysitting the kids while all the other horny slutty teens had sex with Kevin Bacon lookalikes. So I was alone one night all the kids tucked away when I heard this weird tapping on the window. Well I wasn't too worried as that was my friend Janie used that as her signal to let me know she was back from her sexathon with Blane at Camp Krusty. This time tho I was disturbed to see a hook tapping on the window but then I remembered Corey our resident movie monster effects weirdo and just chuckled to myself. Best thing is to ignore Feldman when he is like that so I sent back to knitting my Denver broncos wearable blanket which I named a snoogy. I was sure it would net me lots of money someday. Anyway so finally that stopped tho there was a funny thudding sound I gave it no further thought. But about an hour later the lights went out which happens so I found the flashlight iwas sewing into the snoogy and went outside to check the generator. Turns out some thoughtless jerk left a machete embedded in it. Rude right? Well i went to get to remove it when I noticed some weird deformed guy blocking my way. Assuming him to be a chiefs can named bob I simply handed him the dog biscuit I keep for the camp pup jaws in my pocket. While he was busy. To be continued
                    Well I was well on my to getting a chubby but then you mentioned the machete and it killed the mood.

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                    • #11
                      Originally posted by broncocalijohn View Post
                      Story has nothing on ambien in the wild?


                      Not interested.
                      I was going to say, I'm waiting for the drug induced pooping post before I tap out here...

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                      • #12
                        Originally posted by Pony Boy View Post
                        Well I was well on my to getting a chubby but then you mentioned the machete and it killed the mood.
                        Would it help if I the rest if the story involves a man in Bronco helmet throwing a football with such force it takes the chiefs fans head off. At which point he looks at me, grunts, throws me over his shoulder and scores a few times in the end zone. Then I make him a sammich. The end.

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                        • #13
                          Originally posted by Miss I. View Post
                          Would it help if I the rest if the story involves a man in Bronco helmet throwing a football with such force it takes the chiefs fans head off. At which point he looks at me, grunts, throws me over his shoulder and scores a few times in the end zone. Then I make him a sammich. The end.
                          That was you? That sammich was awesome!

                          I thought it was really hot how you wouldn't let me take my helmet off and kept yelling at me to "BRING THE HOUSE GRADISHAR!!""
                          Last edited by TerrElway; 03-28-2014, 03:46 PM.

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by Miss I. View Post
                            Would it help if I the rest if the story involves a man in Bronco helmet throwing a football with such force it takes the chiefs fans head off. At which point he looks at me, grunts, throws me over his shoulder and scores a few times in the end zone. Then I make him a sammich. The end.
                            Which end zone are we talking about him scoring in?

                            The north end zone or the south end zone?

                            Most importantly....what was on the sammich?

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                            • #15
                              Originally posted by Powderaddict View Post
                              I’ve seen this thread on some motorcycle forums I visit, I thought it would be fun to have one here.

                              Here’s mine.

                              This was mid 90’s, I was about 19. I was working graveyards at a 7-11, and filling in when short handed. I had worked a 12 hour shift, went home and slept for about 4 hours, before getting called in for another 12+ hour shift. I was pretty exhausted by the end. A couple buddies and I decided to go camping that night. One had never been camping before. We ended up camping near Decker. I had some a few beers and smoked a couple bowls before going into the tent to go pass out.

                              So remember – I was a little drunk, very high, and completely exhausted when I went to bed.

                              At some point that night, my buddy that had never been camping woke me up kinda freaked out. I could see from outside the tent there was a bright light flashing on and off. Flash Flash Flash Flash. No noises, it was completely silent. I was in no condition to go check it out, figured I was imagining things, and went back to sleep.

                              The next morning we got up – the guy who hadn’t been camping before said the lights flashed for a couple hours, and then just quit. No sound, no movement, nothing. The other guy said he was sleeping the whole night and didn’t see anything. I’m sure the other friend, if he was pulling a prank on the camping newb, would have told me about it for a laugh.

                              To this day I tell it as my “we saw aliens” story. We were camping somewhere pretty secluded, not in a campground, and the light was pretty bright. I’ve always kind of wondered what it was. I figure the other guy could have been pranking the camping newb, or maybe someone was in the woods playing a prank, but I figure the freaked out newb (who didn’t sleep at all after that) would have heard someone moving around. The light was much brighter than any flashlight, it lit up the entire tent from the outside. The flashing was at regular intervals, so it wasn’t lightening or anything like that. Who knows.

                              So, share your weird/creepy camping and travelling stories!
                              You know, thinking about it, this gives me some ideas for pranks.

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