>>1442806>At the back corner of the ranch>"Anon we are gonna spit up and leave the ATVs here and I'm gonna cover this set of fence and you go all the way down that one, stop and come back when you run out of supplies or hit another fence" >These two fence lines are in two completely different directions>Are start off >I fix maybe a mile worth of fence when I start feeling uneasy Can't really describe it. It's like that feeling that you have when you think you see shadow people in the woods or something as a kid.... Just a pants shitting fear... But idk what it was from so I just continued .
>Another 1/4 mile down the line and my wire bundle is getting a bit heavy so I sit down and rest on a fallen Aspen and rest for cupple mins I would guess at this time it was about mid day
>Where I rest is about 100 yards from a massive shale / sandstone type of drop off>I rest and start working back on the fence>I don't hear anything>No the wind >No the trees brushing > Nothing>I kinda stop and I hear what sounds like scrambling at the bottom of the shale drop off >I stand still thinking this might be an elk or bear or something making it's way up>Best thing in that situation in my mind was to just stand still >Keep in mind this is further down the fence line> Easily 2 1/2 miles away from my grandfather and probably 4 miles from our cabin 