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My buddy and I were walking along an old logging railroad and got stalked by something. I’ve told the story a lot so some might remember it but here it goes again. I’ll try to keep it short.
>walking along train tracks
>walk past a little family of deer that almost seem curious of us
>birds flying and chirping over head
>walk past an abandoned train (there used to be railroad tours in the area so they are more like props then actually abandoned)
>buddy is an urbanite who never goes hiking
>I grew up backpacking but am not as experienced as I’d like to think I am
>friend starts tripping out
>says he feels like he’s being watched
>chalk it up to spooky atmosphere and being unfamiliar with the woods
>continue on for a bit
>he physically stops me and tells me he REALLY doesn’t like it here
>I go to call him a pussy but pause
>no more bird noises
>no more wind on leaves
>no more sounds at all
>see movement out of the corner of my eye and hear something moving through the brush a couple of yards to our left
>it stops when I look towards it
>get my pocket knife out
>instruct friend to hold onto my pack and WALK back the way we came
>I’ll keep watch behind us if he keeps watch in front of us
>do this for a mile or so
>the whole time seeing or hearing something move just out of sight
>once the car is in view we sprint for it and drive
Probably a cougar or something since that’s the only predator in the area. Still freaked me out. Pic related is from that day, phone posting so sorry if it flips.
