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Old 09-09-2013, 04:07 PM   #511
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The Vegas Valley must attract that kind of activity. A few years ago, my wife and I and another couple were exploring Valley of Fire SP. There's a really neat area in there that looks like you just stepped into the Flintstones. Anyway there were a bunch of cars parked at the trail head which is not unusual. As we walked down the trail, we came across a rather well dressed man. He stopped us and told us there was a professional photoshoot in progress up ahead, and that the models were going to be nude. He said basically if we might be offended, not to continue down the trail. None of us would have been offended but we decided to give them their privacy anyway.

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I'D say that was pretty Professional and Courteous of him.
Yes, we thought so as well, which is part of the reason we gave them their space...

Not to get off topic, but a little trivia... Parts of the movie Star Trek Generations was filmed in Valley of Fire SP. The scenes when they were on the planet Veridian III was actually in Valley of Fire...

Back to the original topic.

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At Bangingears, sorry dude. No doubt, your stories are very interesting to read, but I'm not buying it. All I think about is the movie, "The Sixth Sense." I'm a skeptic and I am going to have to see it to believe it. Can you grab one of them next time you talk to one and take a picture? Or maybe blast one in the face with a proton pack and trap it in a containment unit?
You choose what you wish to believe. I, for one find these stories to be quite believable. I grew up in a home with someone like Bangingears...My Mother.

Many of you will not know this reference, but she was "born with a veil". Her ability to communicate with those who had passed turned our home into somewhat of a gateway for lost souls. I can't say that we ever had any evil spirits but there were many who's intentions or dispositions were not readable. Definitely a few mischievous ones though.
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Read this entire thread pretty good reads.

My friend dated a girl who was possessed or afflicted by evil spirits...he finally broke up with her after dealing with a lot of BS.

I've had many experiences of feeling evil presences or waking up and sensing something is wrong and feeling something is in the room, and noticing visual disturbances in the dark. Just last night I could've sworn someone was outside my window but I believed it was just a sprit or something so it didnt concern me much. Always just start praying and speaking of Christ when I encounter situations where I can feel something firmly evil oppressing me.
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Okay, it may sound a little funny, but I went on a "bigfoot expedition" with the BFRO several years ago in the Kiamichi mountains of OK. (No, Bobo was not with us).

As a skeptic, I just considered it a camping trip with some people with a "different" hobby. They did have some pretty cool gear. We would ride in an old 6x6 Pinzauger to different points in the mountains, and make calls, wood knocks, etc, to try to get a response.

My cousin who went with me is a pretty big guy, about 6'7" and around 350lbs, with a size 15 shoe. We did find some "tracks" that were about 4 inches longer than his foot, 2 inches wider, and at least a full inch deeper than he could make in the ground. Of course, it could have been faked.

One night, we were out on the mountain, and they let us use gen 3 night vision goggles (maybe PVS-7?). We went off about 500 or so yards from the rest of the group, just looking at things with the night vision goggles. We were just passing them back and forth, looking at the stars, or trees, and spotting bats. We walked further and further away from the group, until I started to get a really weird feeling, like we were being watched. My hair stood on end, and I was pretty spooked. After a minute or two, and without either of us talking, my cousin suddenly said "I think we should go back to the rest of the group". After we walked back down the logging road 100 feet or so, the feeling passed. I told my cousin about what I felt on the way home, and he had exactly the same feeling, which is why he suggested we scoot back.
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First one is not on the trail. I lived in Richmond VA for about five years and heard lots of stories from co-workers about their haunted houses. I was always interested in their stories but never had one of my own. The wife and I lived on a dead end street that a little creek runs behind our property. One evening I was grilling on the back patio and my dog Murphy who happens to be in my avatar was by my side hoping I'd drop another piece of whatever I was grilling. I think that night I was grilling fajita meat for nachos. I wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings when all of a sudden my dog started growling. Usually he'll bark at the neighbor dog or run towards the fence if he sees an animal so I turned around to expect a dog, a rabbit or a squirrel. As soon as I turned to look he charged the fence which was roughly 70 feet away. I looked at the direction he was running and there were 3 figures walking down the fence line. I sort of got disoriented and as soon as Murphy got within 5 feet they disappeared. It was really strange as I couldn't see them it was as if they were predator like, see thru but blurry where the body would be. I have never seen that before or after and probably would never had of seen it if it wasn't for Murphy. I ended up going to look around to see if any neighbors were out or if anything would have cast shadows but they weren't really shadows like a person would cast.
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First one is not on the trail. I lived in Richmond VA for about five years and heard lots of stories from co-workers about their haunted houses. I was always interested in their stories but never had one of my own. The wife and I lived on a dead end street that a little creek runs behind our property. One evening I was grilling on the back patio and my dog Murphy who happens to be in my avatar was by my side hoping I'd drop another piece of whatever I was grilling. I think that night I was grilling fajita meat for nachos. I wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings when all of a sudden my dog started growling. Usually he'll bark at the neighbor dog or run towards the fence if he sees an animal so I turned around to expect a dog, a rabbit or a squirrel. As soon as I turned to look he charged the fence which was roughly 70 feet away. I looked at the direction he was running and there were 3 figures walking down the fence line. I sort of got disoriented and as soon as Murphy got within 5 feet they disappeared. It was really strange as I couldn't see them it was as if they were predator like, see thru but blurry where the body would be. I have never seen that before or after and probably would never had of seen it if it wasn't for Murphy. I ended up going to look around to see if any neighbors were out or if anything would have cast shadows but they weren't really shadows like a person would cast.
Spooky. Always trust the dog. Years ago, my older sister had an apartment that was above a funeral home. My dog would stand in the hallway and just growl for hours on end. Really freaked us out. Then we started hearing a baby crying, but couldn't pin down where it was coming from. Other crazy stuff happened there, too. But the dog was never comfortable in the place...
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First one is not on the trail. I lived in Richmond VA for about five years and heard lots of stories from co-workers about their haunted houses. I was always interested in their stories but never had one of my own. The wife and I lived on a dead end street that a little creek runs behind our property. One evening I was grilling on the back patio and my dog Murphy who happens to be in my avatar was by my side hoping I'd drop another piece of whatever I was grilling. I think that night I was grilling fajita meat for nachos. I wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings when all of a sudden my dog started growling. Usually he'll bark at the neighbor dog or run towards the fence if he sees an animal so I turned around to expect a dog, a rabbit or a squirrel. As soon as I turned to look he charged the fence which was roughly 70 feet away. I looked at the direction he was running and there were 3 figures walking down the fence line. I sort of got disoriented and as soon as Murphy got within 5 feet they disappeared. It was really strange as I couldn't see them it was as if they were predator like, see thru but blurry where the body would be. I have never seen that before or after and probably would never had of seen it if it wasn't for Murphy. I ended up going to look around to see if any neighbors were out or if anything would have cast shadows but they weren't really shadows like a person would cast.
When I lived alone in a newer apartment, my dog would sit in the living room watching something moving back and forth in the corner near the ceiling. This was also when no one was above me, I was on first floor. Never heard anyone from the 3rd floor, but would always hear someone walking around on the 2nd floor. I even asked the apartment peoples and they said that it has been vacant for at least 6 months. The people on 3rd were rarely home.
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Not a jeep trail but a trail to a deer stand I was hunting.
It was very early in the morning as I was sneaking into my stand in the dark.
I had been hunting this property for about 10 years. It was almost pitch black and as I was walking I kept getting the feeling I was being watch or followed. I turned around a few times an there was nothing there. Then all of sudden something breathed a wet slobbery breath in my right ear. I about jumped out of my shorts. The land owner had bought a couple new pulling mules and they were curious about me since we had never met. I was amazed at how quite two 1000 pound mules could be. A few weeks later a ran into the land owner and told him the story and the old guy laughed so hard I think he peed himself.
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I was walking a section of the A/T and as me and three other guys walked around a bend there were four people walking towards us and we happened to notice three young ladies walking with no tops on, not a care in the world. They just smiled and said hi on the way bye. The guy that was with them seemed a little on edge. I don't know why? Even though we had been on the trail for about 8 days and probably all had our tongues hanging out of our mouth. I guess now that I think about it I would have been a little nervous also.
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years ago Not in my jeep i was hauling 3 trucks on a trailer through arkansas on one of those winding hilly back roads at night to there new home. Anyway all of a suddon i slammed on the brakes and 8 guys in black cloaks crossed the road........... needless to say i grabbed my 45 and locked the doors they never looked at me just slowly crossed the old road and disapeared into the night pretty sure thats the freakest unnearving experience ive ever had in life
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About a year ago a friend of mine and I we're up in the North Georgia Mountains on some fire roads. Found some side trail that we ventured off on. They were very small only wide enough for one vehicle. We hadn't seen anybody for hours. We crested a hill and found about 15 women and children and one man with ton of makeshift huts and tents made of tarps. No vehicles. He was holding a long gun eyeing us. My buddy and I quickly unholstered and quickly made our escape. Very unnerving.
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Wierd...yes, Creepy...a little, Strange...VERY!

I have two stories to share. The first happened in my jeep.
I was visiting friends in Lodi, CA. I live in Winnemucca, NV.
On my way there I got a vibration that got worse and eventually my rear drive line went and took out my right rear spring when it left. I went the last 40 miles on the front drive line. I had no way to work on it there so had a mechanic replace drive line and both rear springs. I didn't think to point it out to him, he was supposed to be a good jeep mechanic, and he didn't notice that I had 2" spring lift. He put in stock leafs. I had already waited a week and just wanted to get out of there so I drove it home with the back end lowered. I was going to gas up in Auburn, CA but power was out at my usual gas stop so they couldn't pump gas. I knew there were a couple more places to gas up before I started up the mountain to Donner Pass, and I had 10 gallons in the back of the jeep, so I just kept going. I got to Donner Summit without stopping and it was down hill to Reno so, again, I just kept going. When I went to gas up in Reno, I was actually wondering how I had made it that far, and expected it to take a full tank. It started to over flow at about 3 gallons. I repositioned the filler and tried again. It still over flowed at 3.4 gallons. Thinking maybe the pump was defective--and again thinking of the 10 gallons in the back--I went on to Fernley, about another 30 or so miles. It took less than 2 gallons there before it started to spill again. So I drove on home to Winnemucca. I only put in 20 bucks at a time for the next few days so I don't know how many gallons I used between Fernley and home, but figure about 165 miles from Lodi to Reno and a gain of over 7000 feet at Donner Pass and back down to Reno, and I could only get a little over 3 gallons into the tank. That's about 55 miles to the gallon. That's impossible! I know it is and you all know it too, but that's what happened. I have a mostly stock '91 YJ four banger with manual transmission and 31x10.5x15 Hankook ATS tires. Back home when I finally did check MPG it was back to the normal 12 to 15 MPG. Anybody got a logical explanation, because I don't?

I'm sure that any stature of limitations has long since expired, so I can safely share this one with you.
Back in the '80s I was living at Lake Tahoe. I did some "farming" in the local national forest. My spot was a hard two day hike to get to. On one of my trips just as I got started, a state park ranger stopped me and we sat and chatted a bit. I had walked a little ways away to piss and as I started back I saw him turning my back pack over. When he noticed me watching him he asked me about it, and just acted like he was admiring it. I didn't think anymore about it at the time. Early in the morning of the second day I was working up the side of a steep, brushy ridge, when a helicopter (yes, it was really painted black) flew low, right over head. It had a "window" in the bottom that I thought flashed as it went over, but I thought maybe it was a glare from the sun, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't I dunno. Later that afternoon, I had stopped to eat, not at my spot yet though, when a Forest Service Ranger with badge and side arm walked up on me. This was out in the middle of no where, and steep and brushy to get there on foot. He was dressed in a CLEAN, WELL PRESSED UNIFORM. His boots were not even scuffed up or very dirty. He had no backpack with him and although it was pretty warm, he was barely sweating. Rangers would normally never go there, that's why I went there, and how did he locate me there? We sat and talked, well he mostly questioned, for maybe an hour, about where I was coming from, why was I so far away from any trail, where was I going and how long did I plan an being out there? etc. When he finally left, I checked by backpack for any kind of tracking device, but found nothing. Needless to say I went some place else and stayed there for a few days before heading back home. A few days after I got back home, there was a telephone repair truck stopped at the nearest pole from my cabin. I went out to see what they were doing and the guy up on the pole said he was just upgrading some equipment to get ready for winter--it was only late June. They were there for maybe an half hour and left. Then I started having noisy phone connections and problems with my dial up internet connection. The next week at dusk, I noticed a plain white van parked down the road, it was all fairly rutted dirt roads to my cabin and I was the only one living there for quite a ways around. As I walked down there to see what was up, I could see that the back doors were partly open and I could see that one side of the van was covered in a couple of TV monitors and other electrical equipment. One guy was sitting in a swivel chair, facing that side and wearing head phones. The other guy saw me and shut the doors. I walked up and shouted "HELLO! HELLO! What are you guys doing here?" I got no response, they just drove away.
After that, I started reformatting my computer hard drive as often as I had time for, hoping that I was messing with any "bug" or software that they might have installed and it really would work better for a day or two after each time I did it, but then it would go back to being a problem again. I never went back to my spot that year and after a few months the problems with my phone and computer went away.
The next few years I changed my spot each time and traveled a more indirect and circuitous route, and was a lot more observant as I traveled. I had only one more encounter that happened the year after the first incidents. Two guys with FBI identifications knocked on my door and asked to talk to someone that I had never heard of before. I told them that I didn't know anybody with that name and they asked it they could come in a look around. I told them "no thanks" and that I lived alone and had lived alone there for ten years. They left and I have not had any incidents or contacts (that I know of) since then.
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I have two stories to share. The first happened in my jeep.
I was visiting friends in Lodi, CA. I live in Winnemucca, NV.
On my way there I got a vibration that got worse and eventually my rear drive line went and took out my right rear spring when it left. I went the last 40 miles on the front drive line. I had no way to work on it there so had a mechanic replace drive line and both rear springs. I didn't think to point it out to him, he was supposed to be a good jeep mechanic, and he didn't notice that I had 2" spring lift. He put in stock leafs. I had already waited a week and just wanted to get out of there so I drove it home with the back end lowered. I was going to gas up in Auburn, CA but power was out at my usual gas stop so they couldn't pump gas. I knew there were a couple more places to gas up before I started up the mountain to Donner Pass, and I had 10 gallons in the back of the jeep, so I just kept going. I got to Donner Summit without stopping and it was down hill to Reno so, again, I just kept going. When I went to gas up in Reno, I was actually wondering how I had made it that far, and expected it to take a full tank. It started to over flow at about 3 gallons. I repositioned the filler and tried again. It still over flowed at 3.4 gallons. Thinking maybe the pump was defective--and again thinking of the 10 gallons in the back--I went on to Fernley, about another 30 or so miles. It took less than 2 gallons there before it started to spill again. So I drove on home to Winnemucca. I only put in 20 bucks at a time for the next few days so I don't know how many gallons I used between Fernley and home, but figure about 165 miles from Lodi to Reno and a gain of over 7000 feet at Donner Pass and back down to Reno, and I could only get a little over 3 gallons into the tank. That's about 55 miles to the gallon. That's impossible! I know it is and you all know it too, but that's what happened. I have a mostly stock '91 YJ four banger with manual transmission and 31x10.5x15 Hankook ATS tires. Back home when I finally did check MPG it was back to the normal 12 to 15 MPG. Anybody got a logical explanation, because I don't?

I'm sure that any stature of limitations has long since expired, so I can safely share this one with you.
Back in the '80s I was living at Lake Tahoe. I did some "farming" in the local national forest. My spot was a hard two day hike to get to. On one of my trips just as I got started, a state park ranger stopped me and we sat and chatted a bit. I had walked a little ways away to piss and as I started back I saw him turning my back pack over. When he noticed me watching him he asked me about it, and just acted like he was admiring it. I didn't think anymore about it at the time. Early in the morning of the second day I was working up the side of a steep, brushy ridge, when a helicopter (yes, it was really painted black) flew low, right over head. It had a "window" in the bottom that I thought flashed as it went over, but I thought maybe it was a glare from the sun, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't I dunno. Later that afternoon, I had stopped to eat, not at my spot yet though, when a Forest Service Ranger with badge and side arm walked up on me. This was out in the middle of no where, and steep and brushy to get there on foot. He was dressed in a CLEAN, WELL PRESSED UNIFORM. His boots were not even scuffed up or very dirty. He had no backpack with him and although it was pretty warm, he was barely sweating. Rangers would normally never go there, that's why I went there, and how did he locate me there? We sat and talked, well he mostly questioned, for maybe an hour, about where I was coming from, why was I so far away from any trail, where was I going and how long did I plan an being out there? etc. When he finally left, I checked by backpack for any kind of tracking device, but found nothing. Needless to say I went some place else and stayed there for a few days before heading back home. A few days after I got back home, there was a telephone repair truck stopped at the nearest pole from my cabin. I went out to see what they were doing and the guy up on the pole said he was just upgrading some equipment to get ready for winter--it was only late June. They were there for maybe an half hour and left. Then I started having noisy phone connections and problems with my dial up internet connection. The next week at dusk, I noticed a plain white van parked down the road, it was all fairly rutted dirt roads to my cabin and I was the only one living there for quite a ways around. As I walked down there to see what was up, I could see that the back doors were partly open and I could see that one side of the van was covered in a couple of TV monitors and other electrical equipment. One guy was sitting in a swivel chair, facing that side and wearing head phones. The other guy saw me and shut the doors. I walked up and shouted "HELLO! HELLO! What are you guys doing here?" I got no response, they just drove away.
After that, I started reformatting my computer hard drive as often as I had time for, hoping that I was messing with any "bug" or software that they might have installed and it really would work better for a day or two after each time I did it, but then it would go back to being a problem again. I never went back to my spot that year and after a few months the problems with my phone and computer went away.
The next few years I changed my spot each time and traveled a more indirect and circuitous route, and was a lot more observant as I traveled. I had only one more encounter that happened the year after the first incidents. Two guys with FBI identifications knocked on my door and asked to talk to someone that I had never heard of before. I told them that I didn't know anybody with that name and they asked it they could come in a look around. I told them "no thanks" and that I lived alone and had lived alone there for ten years. They left and I have not had any incidents or contacts (that I know of) since then.
As for the first one it might have something to do with explanation due to the elevation in that area. When I use to do a lot of backpacking on the Appellation Trail I ran into this at higher elevations. As for the second I have no clue.
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I was visiting friends in Lodi, CA. I live in Winnemucca, NV.
On my way there I got a vibration that got worse and eventually my rear drive line went and took out my right rear spring when it left. I went the last 40 miles on the front drive line. I had no way to work on it there so had a mechanic replace drive line and both rear springs. I didn't think to point it out to him, he was supposed to be a good jeep mechanic, and he didn't notice that I had 2" spring lift. He put in stock leafs. I had already waited a week and just wanted to get out of there so I drove it home with the back end lowered. I was going to gas up in Auburn, CA but power was out at my usual gas stop so they couldn't pump gas. I knew there were a couple more places to gas up before I started up the mountain to Donner Pass, and I had 10 gallons in the back of the jeep, so I just kept going. I got to Donner Summit without stopping and it was down hill to Reno so, again, I just kept going. When I went to gas up in Reno, I was actually wondering how I had made it that far, and expected it to take a full tank. It started to over flow at about 3 gallons. I repositioned the filler and tried again. It still over flowed at 3.4 gallons. Thinking maybe the pump was defective--and again thinking of the 10 gallons in the back--I went on to Fernley, about another 30 or so miles. It took less than 2 gallons there before it started to spill again. So I drove on home to Winnemucca. I only put in 20 bucks at a time for the next few days so I don't know how many gallons I used between Fernley and home, but figure about 165 miles from Lodi to Reno and a gain of over 7000 feet at Donner Pass and back down to Reno, and I could only get a little over 3 gallons into the tank. That's about 55 miles to the gallon. That's impossible! I know it is and you all know it too, but that's what happened. I have a mostly stock '91 YJ four banger with manual transmission and 31x10.5x15 Hankook ATS tires. Back home when I finally did check MPG it was back to the normal 12 to 15 MPG. Anybody got a logical explanation, because I don't?

I'm sure that any stature of limitations has long since expired, so I can safely share this one with you.
Back in the '80s I was living at Lake Tahoe. I did some "farming" in the local national forest. My spot was a hard two day hike to get to. On one of my trips just as I got started, a state park ranger stopped me and we sat and chatted a bit. I had walked a little ways away to piss and as I started back I saw him turning my back pack over. When he noticed me watching him he asked me about it, and just acted like he was admiring it. I didn't think anymore about it at the time. Early in the morning of the second day I was working up the side of a steep, brushy ridge, when a helicopter (yes, it was really painted black) flew low, right over head. It had a "window" in the bottom that I thought flashed as it went over, but I thought maybe it was a glare from the sun, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't I dunno. Later that afternoon, I had stopped to eat, not at my spot yet though, when a Forest Service Ranger with badge and side arm walked up on me. This was out in the middle of no where, and steep and brushy to get there on foot. He was dressed in a CLEAN, WELL PRESSED UNIFORM. His boots were not even scuffed up or very dirty. He had no backpack with him and although it was pretty warm, he was barely sweating. Rangers would normally never go there, that's why I went there, and how did he locate me there? We sat and talked, well he mostly questioned, for maybe an hour, about where I was coming from, why was I so far away from any trail, where was I going and how long did I plan an being out there? etc. When he finally left, I checked by backpack for any kind of tracking device, but found nothing. Needless to say I went some place else and stayed there for a few days before heading back home. A few days after I got back home, there was a telephone repair truck stopped at the nearest pole from my cabin. I went out to see what they were doing and the guy up on the pole said he was just upgrading some equipment to get ready for winter--it was only late June. They were there for maybe an half hour and left. Then I started having noisy phone connections and problems with my dial up internet connection. The next week at dusk, I noticed a plain white van parked down the road, it was all fairly rutted dirt roads to my cabin and I was the only one living there for quite a ways around. As I walked down there to see what was up, I could see that the back doors were partly open and I could see that one side of the van was covered in a couple of TV monitors and other electrical equipment. One guy was sitting in a swivel chair, facing that side and wearing head phones. The other guy saw me and shut the doors. I walked up and shouted "HELLO! HELLO! What are you guys doing here?" I got no response, they just drove away.
After that, I started reformatting my computer hard drive as often as I had time for, hoping that I was messing with any "bug" or software that they might have installed and it really would work better for a day or two after each time I did it, but then it would go back to being a problem again. I never went back to my spot that year and after a few months the problems with my phone and computer went away.
The next few years I changed my spot each time and traveled a more indirect and circuitous route, and was a lot more observant as I traveled. I had only one more encounter that happened the year after the first incidents. Two guys with FBI identifications knocked on my door and asked to talk to someone that I had never heard of before. I told them that I didn't know anybody with that name and they asked it they could come in a look around. I told them "no thanks" and that I lived alone and had lived alone there for ten years. They left and I have not had any incidents or contacts (that I know of) since then.
Well I think its all pretty clear. They put a magic device on your jeep that gave it impossible MPG by mistake and were forced to spend the next few months trying to get it back! Darn FBI

But seriously, thats pretty crazy.
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I have two stories to share. The first happened in my jeep.
I was visiting friends in Lodi, CA. I live in Winnemucca, NV.
On my way there I got a vibration that got worse and eventually my rear drive line went and took out my right rear spring when it left. I went the last 40 miles on the front drive line. I had no way to work on it there so had a mechanic replace drive line and both rear springs. I didn't think to point it out to him, he was supposed to be a good jeep mechanic, and he didn't notice that I had 2" spring lift. He put in stock leafs. I had already waited a week and just wanted to get out of there so I drove it home with the back end lowered. I was going to gas up in Auburn, CA but power was out at my usual gas stop so they couldn't pump gas. I knew there were a couple more places to gas up before I started up the mountain to Donner Pass, and I had 10 gallons in the back of the jeep, so I just kept going. I got to Donner Summit without stopping and it was down hill to Reno so, again, I just kept going. When I went to gas up in Reno, I was actually wondering how I had made it that far, and expected it to take a full tank. It started to over flow at about 3 gallons. I repositioned the filler and tried again. It still over flowed at 3.4 gallons. Thinking maybe the pump was defective--and again thinking of the 10 gallons in the back--I went on to Fernley, about another 30 or so miles. It took less than 2 gallons there before it started to spill again. So I drove on home to Winnemucca. I only put in 20 bucks at a time for the next few days so I don't know how many gallons I used between Fernley and home, but figure about 165 miles from Lodi to Reno and a gain of over 7000 feet at Donner Pass and back down to Reno, and I could only get a little over 3 gallons into the tank. That's about 55 miles to the gallon. That's impossible! I know it is and you all know it too, but that's what happened. I have a mostly stock '91 YJ four banger with manual transmission and 31x10.5x15 Hankook ATS tires. Back home when I finally did check MPG it was back to the normal 12 to 15 MPG. Anybody got a logical explanation, because I don't?

I'm sure that any stature of limitations has long since expired, so I can safely share this one with you.
Back in the '80s I was living at Lake Tahoe. I did some "farming" in the local national forest. My spot was a hard two day hike to get to. On one of my trips just as I got started, a state park ranger stopped me and we sat and chatted a bit. I had walked a little ways away to piss and as I started back I saw him turning my back pack over. When he noticed me watching him he asked me about it, and just acted like he was admiring it. I didn't think anymore about it at the time. Early in the morning of the second day I was working up the side of a steep, brushy ridge, when a helicopter (yes, it was really painted black) flew low, right over head. It had a "window" in the bottom that I thought flashed as it went over, but I thought maybe it was a glare from the sun, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't I dunno. Later that afternoon, I had stopped to eat, not at my spot yet though, when a Forest Service Ranger with badge and side arm walked up on me. This was out in the middle of no where, and steep and brushy to get there on foot. He was dressed in a CLEAN, WELL PRESSED UNIFORM. His boots were not even scuffed up or very dirty. He had no backpack with him and although it was pretty warm, he was barely sweating. Rangers would normally never go there, that's why I went there, and how did he locate me there? We sat and talked, well he mostly questioned, for maybe an hour, about where I was coming from, why was I so far away from any trail, where was I going and how long did I plan an being out there? etc. When he finally left, I checked by backpack for any kind of tracking device, but found nothing. Needless to say I went some place else and stayed there for a few days before heading back home. A few days after I got back home, there was a telephone repair truck stopped at the nearest pole from my cabin. I went out to see what they were doing and the guy up on the pole said he was just upgrading some equipment to get ready for winter--it was only late June. They were there for maybe an half hour and left. Then I started having noisy phone connections and problems with my dial up internet connection. The next week at dusk, I noticed a plain white van parked down the road, it was all fairly rutted dirt roads to my cabin and I was the only one living there for quite a ways around. As I walked down there to see what was up, I could see that the back doors were partly open and I could see that one side of the van was covered in a couple of TV monitors and other electrical equipment. One guy was sitting in a swivel chair, facing that side and wearing head phones. The other guy saw me and shut the doors. I walked up and shouted "HELLO! HELLO! What are you guys doing here?" I got no response, they just drove away.
After that, I started reformatting my computer hard drive as often as I had time for, hoping that I was messing with any "bug" or software that they might have installed and it really would work better for a day or two after each time I did it, but then it would go back to being a problem again. I never went back to my spot that year and after a few months the problems with my phone and computer went away.
The next few years I changed my spot each time and traveled a more indirect and circuitous route, and was a lot more observant as I traveled. I had only one more encounter that happened the year after the first incidents. Two guys with FBI identifications knocked on my door and asked to talk to someone that I had never heard of before. I told them that I didn't know anybody with that name and they asked it they could come in a look around. I told them "no thanks" and that I lived alone and had lived alone there for ten years. They left and I have not had any incidents or contacts (that I know of) since then.
From what I have observed- products farmed in national forests can mess with memory and perception of time (story one) and induce paranoia (story two). - just messing with you, no offense intended.
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Hmmm..Elevation change, maybe, but I would think GAINING the elevation for most of the way would cancel any benefits but it's worth checking out...so 5 out of 10 for that explanation.
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The "magic device" idea is really cool, but the gas mileage happened quite a few years after my farming days ended. Now if it had happened the other way around you might be on to something...so 6 out of 10 (extra point for creativity).
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Good one! It's been a lot of years since then though. I was a farmer for the most part, but some of my friends were lab rats, but who knows for sure what the long term effects could be. Can't say we didn't get plenty of warnings. You get 10 points out of 10 mostly because reading it made me laugh.
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I have read all of these posts and they are great, I just wanted to contribute one myself. My fiance and myself moved into her mothers home a couple years ago in upstate NY, it is a pretty big house which was originally built in 1835. We have a wood stove downstairs and obviously have wood stacked beside it which we burn throughout the winter. So, one night we had went upstairs to sleep and our room was directly above the fireplace when we heard what sounded like a log rolling off the stack hitting the floor. This was like 10 or 11 PM so we went down to look and nothing looked out of place. I thought maybe it was just b/c the house was old and just an odd noise. So we are back upstairs asleep now and it was probably 1 or 2 AM when we hear a loud crash which woke both of us up and the dog. It sounded like someone picked up a log and slammed it on the floor, we have old floors so it was pretty loud. This time I was scared and we went downstairs looking around the living room not seeing anything again. I checked our wood stack and everything was stacked securely, so there is no way something fell down then restacked itself. After looking around we went back upstairs but I didn't sleep much the rest of the night. I swore if I heard one more noise that night we were just going to get in the car and drive off. Since then we hear noises sometimes but usually just chock it up to the house being old, my fiance says that they heard noises growing up there. She thinks they are good ghosts, we have never heard anything as loud as that one night again thankfully.
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Ok you all baited me in. I'll tell you a store of what happened to me deep in the wrangle mountains of Alaska.

I had flow my cub into an old abandoned mining strip in Wrangle Saint Elies park. The forest service maintained an old mining cabin on the strip for weary pilots like myself.

I moved into the cabin for the night were I had a quiet uneventful good nights sleep. Early the next morning I woke up before the forest and went outside the cabin made coffee and started a little campfire from the wood I had collected the night before. I sat there totally relaxed and enjoying listening to the woods wake up. As the sun started to crest the top of the trees and shine into the cabins clearing. My head snapped to attention the instant I heard the alarm call of a chickadee. There 40 yards away right at the edge of the clearing stood and animal so large and tall I could not believe my eyes! I actually sat up blinked and shook my head. My first thought is this cant be, there real! My second thought was I'm never telling anyone. I looked again at this beast half in the brush and half exposed. He was honestly ten feet tall! From its right shoulder hung a massive hairy arm. I was not able to see he left shoulder it was in the brush. I then realized my firearms was in the cabin and glanced a look that direction. The door to the cabin was 20 yards away. I glanced back at the beast and it was gone! He had disappeared into the bush with out a sound, and the woods went silent. That's when I relaxed sat back realizing I had not seen Big Foot. What I had seen was a large brown bear standing on its hind legs testing the air no doubt smelling my coffee. Then I came back to reality and remembered my firearms was still in the cabin 20 yards away. I put down my coffee and rounded it up.

After I broke camp loaded my plane and flew off I realized I never made eye contacted with the animal? I never seen its face? My story's not changing it was a brown bear on its hind legs. Can't blame him I make the best camp coffee, obviously its brown bear approved.

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Ok you all baited me in...................
My story's not changing it was a brown bear on its hind legs. Can't blame him I make the best camp coffee, obviously its brown bear approved.

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Cool story Cub; thanks for taking the bait!

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In the tail end of summer in 08 I went to NM to visit some friends, I decided to pop the top off the jeep and make the drive taking in all the scenery, I had just passed flagstaff and started working my way down the back side and into the flats leading into NM. I remember a particular spot being extremely colder then the others, like a flash really, the cold didn’t stay for a mile but just a brief second and then it left. Thinking nothing I continued on, I stopped not to far after to grab gas and a soda to make the last 4 hour drive to my friend’s house.

As I walked out of the Chevron and back to my jeep I saw a middle aged lady checking the trash cans between pumps, her clothes were tattered and she wore a plastic hefty bag as extra skirt. Her hood had holes that revealed dirty blonde hair but it was her eyes that caught my attention, on a face that resembled years of a hard life shown two amazingly beautiful green eyes that depicted youth and not trial. She asked me if I had cash and I responded I didn’t, I asked if there was something she needed and she said she could use water. So told her to stay right there and I would be back. I returned from the store again with two large water bottles and a few cliff bars. I remember the look on her face as a smile crept across it, she was overjoyed and I told her to be careful, even though it was heading into the evening it can get hot between places and this road was not one that lead to town, this was simply an off ramp with the last gas stop for 40 or so miles.

At the moment I handed her the water and cliff bars I felt the chill again, I remember quickly looking around, there was no wind or breeze yet for that brief second there was cold. I made a remark that “maybe it wont be so hot” and chuckled to my own joke, she thanked me for my generosity and I said good bye. I climbed into my rig and off I went. I watched in my rear view as she walked away from the gas station and turned as if she was headed straight into the dirt fields that laid on either side of the hwy. I made my left and continued onto the Highway. About an hour later I felt the need to use the restroom and so I got off at the next gas station, I was roughly 60 miles away from my last stop. I walked into the gas station and asked for the key to the bathroom, I returned to turn in the key and I noticed a flyer on the cash register, it was a missing poster and on it I was met with green eyes, hole riddled hoody and plastic bag skirt. The date of missing placed the flyer about a 3-4 old and I told the cashier I had seen this woman only 60 miles or so away. The cashier looked at my puzzled and then looked at the front of his register. “o, this is old”

“O so she’s been found?”, I remember saying and the cashier responded that yes, her body had been found off the high way not to far from here. She was a vagrant and was known to travel back and forth between off ramps asking for food and necessities. She was not that old he went into “30’s or 40’s”, no one really knew her story just that one day she appeared and then the next she may be gone, but it was pretty common to know where she was as she completed the gas station “circuit”. 5 months previous she dropped off the map, all the gas station employees knew each other and often would remark were she was, but when they started having some scorchers the attendants started wondering where she was and became worried. After about a month of not seeing her they placed out fliers and notified the police.

It wasn’t until a big rig had a blow out that they found her off the road a ways, by that time the heat had really gotten to her. They figured she got trapped between stations during a really hot day and night and just succumb to the environment.

I remember him taking the flyer off the register and crumpling it up. He looked at me and said,

“So, you may have seen someone, but it definitely wasn’t her”.

I always find myself smile alittle bit when someone jumps with a chill, when that sudden rush hits you that its pretty cold but you cant explain why, when there is no wind or reason but you feel really cold. The question is why? Others blame shadows and geography, but I cant help but believe it’s the known presence that’s beyond simply what science can tell us.
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