|Today 02:01 AM|
|sgpd1sam||The cops would rather come out and have it be nothing than have nobody call and find out later a crime was committed, that might have been stopped had someone called. My gut feeling is that in some of these, if true, alcohol was involved, if you get my drift. :-)|
|Yesterday 05:33 PM|
|Yesterday 04:23 PM|
|BonesBrigade||I can't speak for anybody else but I witnessed no crime. Two guys drinking on a deck see a rolled up carpet would not even get a second thought from the police. Like I said, we didn't hear or see anything that could be construed as foul play and it is a far more likely scenario that the girl we saw fell asleep that night and we just didn't see her the rest of the week. It's not callous, it's just that we saw nor heard any wrongdoing. Had there been a missing person report or had the police contacted us (which I'm certain they would have access to the rental records) we could have given assistance. It's just a coincidence otherwise.|
|Yesterday 12:58 PM|
|Yesterday 10:54 AM|
Point being, right or wrong, I wonder how eager I would be to call about anything if it was only something that I thought looked odd. (although something blatantly obvious I would certainly be compelled to call in)
|Yesterday 10:14 AM|
Agreed NFGZ, only I'd leave out the "lol". They just captured a serial killer here in Indiana (Gary, who'd a thought) and all it takes is a phone call about something suspicious to save a life. I mean, you see two guys and girl go into a place and then two guys and rolled up carpet come out and don't make a phone call? That's incredibly callous toward your fellow man. Sorry, but another guy saw a man a woman go out on a little boat and then later only the man comes back. I could go on and on and never a thought about calling the authorities from our fellow Jeeper's?
I think at this point I'd feel safer riding with the Hell's Angels rather than a local Jeep group, my guess is at least they'd have my back ...
|Yesterday 08:51 AM|
|Yesterday 08:41 AM|
|Scythian||What amazes me about these stories is how many of you appear to have witnessed a murder but never called the police? It's kind of shocking really, I would have let authorities know what I saw, you never know you might end the reign of an unknown serial killer. I think you guys need to pick up the phone a little more, I know I would have.|
|Yesterday 05:19 AM|
Around 10 years ago, my ex-wife and I stayed on the 4X4 beach north of Corolla in the Outer Banks with my sister's family. Our house was situated a couple hundred yards from the water's edge and there were a few other homes scattered nearby as well. One house was directly across from ours between the beach and us.
Early one evening my brother in law and I are having a beer on the deck facing this house when these two guys and a girl pull up to the house in a pickup truck. They were carrying on pretty good as if they had been partying and proceeded to go into the house. We had been there a few days and the house had been unoccupied up to this point. We made a comment to each other that they looked like they were having some fun...
We continue to enjoy the evening and the lights go out across the way - "they're going to sleep it off..", or so we thought. Nothing abnormal seemingly occurred - no noises or commotion - until a couple of hours later when the two men come out with a rolled up carpet. We were still sitting outside enjoying the awesome clear sky, peace and quiet, and being amazed by incredible amount of stars even with the glow of the moon, and even though it is now fully night time we can clearly see these guys throw the carpet into the back of the truck, rev it up and go. Nobody ever came back to the house the rest of the week and we never saw the truck, the two men or the girl again.
To this day, my brother in law and I tell that story and people look at us like they don't know what to believe. We really don't either. Is it possible they were performing late night renovations and we missed them coming back to pick the girl up at some point later in the week while we were at the beach or inside our house? Was it possible that the girl was a recluse who stayed inside all the time so that we wouldn't see her for the rest of the week? I suppose so, but an odd series of events nonetheless.
|Yesterday 04:04 AM|
|10-17-2014 06:14 AM|
While out on one of my "midnight mud runs" I was about 2~3 miles off of the main DIRT roads I found a what appeared to be a mint condition Subaru Baja. It was yellow and appeared fully detailed and waxed as if it showed up out of a showroom only problem was it had no wheels or tires on it. The next morning I went back out there and it was gone. No tire ruts except mine like it was placed there and removed with a helicopter. The damn car/truck thing had keys in it even. Creeped me out.
I also came across a totally toasted car out on some hunting land I used to rent seasonally from a guy up north. I had this weird feeling to put a stand on a tree about 100 yards away later that season deer were oddly attracted to the burned heap. I ended up getting 4 deer off that car I saw a lot more and fawns liked the car more than older deer that's why I just watched more than I shot. It would have been a beautiful sight if not for the burned scrap heap. Creepy but beautiful. It's still there but I can't get back in touch with the land owner anymore to hunt it again.
|10-17-2014 01:00 AM|
|10-16-2014 01:02 PM|
|deathdealer687||Found something the other night kinda funny, but not even close to scary. I had just installed some lights on my front bumper and I was having difficulties aiming them at home so I drove out to the local ORV park. The area I live in is considered desert so our ORV park is 500+ acres of sand dunes and I live about 5 minutes away from it. I pull into the park and see a reflection way out in the distance off my lights. I flip on the new lights and can see movement around the reflection. I grab the binoculars and look and see a rusty old Cadillac with a young couple (probably college kids) going at it like the world is going to end tomorrow. I remember being that age and decide to leave them alone. I pull further in and go off in another direction. After playing around and adjusting the lights for about an hour, I decide to head home and see the Cadi, but no teens. I approach it and find that it is buried up to the center of each wheel in the sand and there is nobody in sight. I head out, figuring that maybe they decided to walk home and come across the couple, going at it again on the side of the road. I pulled over and offered to help pull them out but they told me they were fine and that help was on the way. Kids these days, they never even slowed down while I was offering to help.|
|10-14-2014 10:53 PM|
I have a few stories to tell, none to do with wheeling but some with exploring.
My dad passed away from stage 4 esophageal cancer on March 28th of this year after fighting for around 4 years. As some backstory, my mom claims she's always been sensitive to "spirits", and has attracted them her whole life. Around the time my dad got sick, I was in 8th grade, my grandma (dads mom) lived with us because she was scared about his recent diagnosis and wanted to live here. She stayed for about 6 months and throughout that time she woke me up several times claiming to see a boy around my age or a little younger at the time, walking around upstairs, and peeking around corners at her. Fast forward about a year. My other grandma (moms mom) was having a hard time and my mom let her live with us for a couple months. Throughout this time the same experiences happened to her, she even went as far to say that she was honestly scared to live in the house. The boy she said was still about my age, and was seen walking by at night through our upstairs living room.
Throughout this whole time period my mom would tell me every time something would happen, she would wake up and see someone in her room walking out, or see someone out of the corner of her eye, and they all gave the same description, he was about my age, with dark features. About a year and a half ago my mothers Aunt and her husband came to stay with us because they traveled down here for thanksgiving and we were having the get together that year. They stayed with us and took my room for the night. The next morning the first thing she told us was that when she used the bathroom during the night, a boy a little younger than me was standing in the living room across the open door to my room. She said she looked at him and got a really mellow vibe and not an evil one, she said she looked away for a second and he was gone. The features couldn't be made out but the description everyone else had given was the same. About a year ago, my dad was very sick. He had lost a lot of weight and couldn't really walk that well. I was sitting in his room talking to him and watching tv when I got a really uneasy feeling, I felt the hair on my neck stand up and I looked in the doorway and saw someone a little shorter than me peeking around the corner, only seeing fingertips grasping the door frame and the top part of his head starting where his eyes would be. When i saw him I got kinda startled and jumped and ran over to the door and looked around and ran into the living room and looked around more. Me and my dad were the only ones in the house. I didn't say a word when I jumped up and ran over there and my dad was kinda iffy about the whole thing and asked me what happened so I told him when I came back. He was kind of startled but not really scared. The last experience came when my dad was really sick. About a week or so before he passed he was already in a coma state because of the metastasis of the cancer to his brain. There were family members coming to my house everyday to see him and to say things they wanted to tell him. It was about 9 at night and my moms aunt was here, and one of my moms cousins came through the door. My great aunt asked her about 5 minutes later "who's the boy you brought over here?" And she told her how he was behind her when she walked through the door but went off somewhere. My moms cousin told her she didn't bring anyone and didn't know what she was talking about. She had the same description, it was a boy who was about 13 years old, a little shorter than me, but you couldn't make out the features because it was dark.
Since my dad has passed, we haven't seen anything, or heard anything like the things that happened when he was sick. I like to think that was his guardian angel.
|10-13-2014 10:01 PM|
|10-13-2014 10:00 PM|
|10-13-2014 08:54 PM|
|Roblaza||i was out in the trail with a few buddies one trip out, and we stopped in the trail for lunch. mind you we were about 3 hours in and about 20-25 KM from any fire access or logging road let alone any kind of paved road or house. all was well untill some random lady in about her 40's walked out of the trees reading a book. She didnt even look up at us as she walked on by continuing to read as she walked down the trail. It was pretty much the creepiest thing i've seen to date while on the trail.|
|10-13-2014 10:45 AM|
|Cordite||Several years ago on Plantation Key, I was night fishing under the bridge over Snake Creek. An open boat passed by, heading out into the ocean. Guy and a woman seemed drunk and were arguing. All I could mostly hear was her screeching. About two hours later, the boat came back but only the guy was in it. I could see in as he passed under the bridge. I often wonder what happened.|
|10-11-2014 11:34 PM|
|Scebs||I was reading through these again and remembered one thing that happened to me a while back. My grandfather died of heat stroke back in 2003 right before Christmas. My family has a Sunday tradition of going out to breakfast after church. A few weeks after he died, we were sitting in a small cafe after church. My family was talking but I was zoned out, thinking about my grandfather. I saw someone walking towards us and looked up and it was my grandfather, dress in his formal Army suit that he was buried in. He just winked and smiled at me and, as he walked by, patted me on the shoulder. It was at that moment when I got this feeling that he really was in a better place. Nobody else in my family saw this happen. This is the first time I've ever talked about it but there is no doubt in my mind that his spirit came back to comfort me.|
|10-08-2014 12:35 PM|
I started reading this thread about a week ago one night, got two or three pages in and felt a strong urge to stop reading, said a prayer for protection and won't read anymore. You know, the exorcist is a true story, only it was a boy and not a girl, and they were playing with a Ouija board when the boy became possessed. I'm a Christian but not a Catholic but what I've read on the subject convinces me it is indeed true. I always feel like dabbling in this kind of stuff can be dangerous, even reading about it.
For those that can read this stuff and not be in fear have at it, but me, frankly, it scares the hell out of me and I fear somehow inviting evil in. Now, back to your Halloween stories. I need to go watch a sponge bob episode to shake this off ...
|10-08-2014 12:29 PM|
Now I've been up this road several times and never even thought about it. But I got to asking one of the local boys in the Hollar about it a few weeks later. He said that one of the local girls had meet up with a hippie from Cali and tried to elope. His bike had a side cart on it. Her dad was trying to stop them by shooting at them. The family had figured that they just got away. But since we found the bike, he said I guess they didn't... And that is all he said. I have been back several times hoping to possibly find some remains. But nothing. Maybe they did get away... But I can't explain the girl...
|10-08-2014 11:10 AM|
Two stories: one weird, one just odd.
I grew up in rural central PA...a small town with lots of cornfields around. As kids, my friends and I would play in the cornfields. We hadn't heard of crop circles back then...but one day we were running between the rows, playing Hide and Seek or 'War' or whatever it was that 12 year old kids play, and we came into a large opening in the middle of the field. It was perfectly circular, and the corn stalks, which were at least six feet high, were all broken over a couple inches from the ground, laying in the same direction and blackened. The circle must have been about 30' in diameter. We puzzled over this for a while, then moved along down a row and came up on another, about twenty feet away. This one was a little smaller...maybe 20' in dia. Off of this one was yet another, about 10' in diameter. All the same with the corn laid over and blackened. We weren't more than fifty or a hundred yards from the edge of our neighborhood, but the spot was on the side of a slight down-slope so that it wasn't visible from the houses.
We left the cornfield and went and told one of my friend's father about what we saw. He said that bears will trample down a bed in corn fields and that is what we probably saw. It wasn't a satisfying explanation, but we left it at that. To this day (thirty some years later) I still wonder what exactly it was...?
The other story was actually not paranormal, but weird. When I was in the USMC and stationed at the Mountain Warfare Training Center in CA, a buddy and I went up Sonora Pass road a couple weeks before it was reopened for the spring...we were trying to get up to Leavitt Lake in my friend's old 'box' Bronco. Just before the turn off, down the hill a Toyota Wagon pulling a camper comes rolling down, brakes smoking...it manages to stop ahead of us and this guy gets out and waves us over. We walk over and are stunned by a whole bunch of things that were completely out of place.....first an foremost, that the small car was towing a camper. Second that they were coming down hill from the pass which was closed and still snowed up....a good portion of that road is an 8% grade with some spots hitting 26%. Third that the hitch was a bumper type hitch chained to the stock bumper!. Fourth that the trailer's hitch was off the ball and the trailer was being pulled by the chains.....
We pointed that out and the guy said it had been like that for a while. We hefted the hitch up and dropped it back in the hitch ball for him, and realized that there was no latch...and there was shredded duct tape on the hitch!
That is when the wife climbed out of the car and walked back to see what we were doing....we look up and see that the 'wife' was another man in a dress, long overcoat, full make up, and a pillbox hat!
After we gave them tips about not riding the brakes on the grade, put it in low gear, get the damn hitch fixed, etc...they continued on their way down. We just stood there speechless for a few minutes trying to get our heads around what we just saw....then headed on back down, caught up with them and followed them until they hit the more level part of the road.
|10-08-2014 10:54 AM|
|10-07-2014 08:30 PM|
|Fallen33||Sub'd. Good reads for those lonely, stormy nights haha|
|10-07-2014 03:15 PM|
Just finished reading this whole thread (started around 11:30 last night) and geez. It really makes me think about strange things that have happened in my life. If Bangingears wrote a book I'd definitely buy it. Bump for more of these great experiences?
I have a lot of "Holy sh*t!" moments while wheeling but those are usually just because of my driving
|10-01-2014 02:29 AM|
|09-26-2014 06:24 AM|
|09-25-2014 04:45 PM|
|nickm757||There is a short 15 minute trail down the street with a strange stuffed animal with dreads about halfway in.|
|09-25-2014 03:55 PM|
|SmugglersBlues||Well there was this kid with a banjo..............|
|09-25-2014 03:28 PM|
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