Nothing of any substance that was freaky, just animals being dicks in the night and freaking me out because I spend a little too much time reading creepy shit on the internet.
>Out in a wilderness area in a national forest
>Hiked about five miles in from where I parked, decent distance for a first day.
>Pick a nice spot, set up mah tent, get a little fire going and put it out before I go to sleep
>Have trouble falling asleep, but that's normal anytime I sleep somewhere new
>Hitting that point where you're have asleep, and you start to have those really real feeling dreams and whatnot
>Suddenly something screams from right outside my tent
>Jump up, look around, terrified.
>Can't see shit, it's pitch black. Cower in sleeping bag.
>Scream comes again, jump out of my sleeping bag again in terror.
>Cowered down in it, suddenly hear hooting right outside tent
>Fucking owls, man
>That fucking owl spends the next hour flying around and hooting its fucking tailfeathers off
>Can't go back to sleep. Fucking owls
Also, last weekend I apparently camped at ground zero for a toad orgy. Bastards were just hopping through the leaves all night around my tent.
