@@johnmacdonald5483dogs don’t understand “morals” or “character”. These are complex terms that a dog has zero understanding of. They may sense whatever emotion is coming from a human but they cannot process that into “morals”. They really can’t. It’s not possible though it may seem like it is.
@@roboticpunk It's called instinct,I have witnessed it to many times. They actually just finished a study where they determined Dogs are much more intelligent than we originally thought, even understanding a wide vocabulary. Like I said if a dog does not like a particular person consistently,there is a reason.
Not woods related but I was targeted to be robbed. Two women asked for help, turns out they were distracting me as more of their friends were coming. I got that sick feeling that something was about to happen and I fled as fast as I could. A friend was carjacked and killed.
When Joe is talking about a stranger in the woods and them possibly being a serial killer. Reminds me of a hitchhiking joke. Guy picks up a hitcher. Driving along - asks him "aren't you a little scared I might be a serial killer?" The guys responds "No, what are the odds of two serial killers being in the car at the same time?"
In the seventies when I was a new arrival to Seattle I was hitch hiking and the guy that gave me a ride said, "it's a good thing I picked you up before Ted did." I asked, "who is Ted?" I quit hitching hiking after that.
@@soaring1 Did you know that serial killer Joseph James DeAngelo, the Golden State serial killer was a police officer during the mid 70s when he was committing burglaries, rapes and murders?
@@soaring1 Lots of them out there during that time. The green river killer, The I 5 killer, Golden state KIller who happened to be a police officer when he was committing burglaries, rapes and murders. Lots of them. Wise of you to quit. The odds were not in your favor of surviving unscathed.
I was hiking with my wife deep in the woods looking for an old ghost town when 2 guys were suddenly 10 feet in front of me. I said hello and asked them if they knew anything about the old town that was supposed to be here. They didn't say a word and started sizing me up so I put my hand on my pistol that was hidden by my jacket and they walked around me and kept staring not saying a word. Then they started coming back toward me so I pulled it out of the holster and they just smiled and slowly walked away. I was 6 miles deep in the woods. You wanna talk about adrenaline, I was lazer focused because the only way back to my car was the direction those psychos were. I didn't see them again but I kept thinking they would be hiding behind a tree or set a trap for me. I always go with a buddy now. Don't go alone into the woods.
@@CantTellYou fair enough but the important thing is your ancestors survived and hopefully passed down the smarts to enable you to do the same whether by instincts or by training a four legged friend it's the surviving that counts.
OMG my old dad used to say that when I was little and afraid of ghosts. He was in the war so he knew what he was talking about. Still not sure about ghosts though😊
Yep. I always get a kick out of it when people tell me that you’re stupid or being paranoid for being cautious about intuitions I have. I don’t care who it is, I don’t care if your a cop, or an old person, if your giving me bad vibes, I’ll go on the defensive. If someone ever tries to gas light you for using your rights and not talking to cops or people you don’t know, they’re probably missing that part of their brain that uses good judgement and detects threats
@@jacksevert3099great point, so many meek people. Don’t be the hunted. Find somewhere secure and scout your own cabin or area at night for days or weeks. If you can afford, night vision.
I can be deep in the wilderness and feel completely safe and secure. But there are other moments when I can be in the woods and there is a powerful intuition that tells me to get out of there. It's the strangest thing.
But it’s not a panic switch right? At least not for me. It’s an alert switch. A ‘you want it come and get it’ switch. But then it’s usually a squirrel.
Up in the PNW I have a buddy that has a cabin out in the middle of nowhere, so remote because it is surrounded by nationally protected land, but his family has had this plot since the early 1800's so they got "grandfathered" in. He was out there frequently when still real little while his dad ran trap lines, and one afternoon around dusk while his Dad was still out, he walked out onto the front porch and there was a grown ass man in what looked like a bear costume grabbing ice from a small cooler off of the front of the porch. My buddy was way too little to have any idea what to do, but apparently the same went for the other guy. He said he just looked real embarrassed to be seen, and stared at my buddy like he had no idea what to do either. The man eventually just closed the icebox and gave him a sheepish smile and a little wave and went walking back into the woods. My buddy said in retrospect the "bear suit" was really an animal hide that was very old and well used that he was using as an over coat or just makeshift clothes really. When his Dad got back he told him about it, and his Dad kinda laughed and said "ya it was one of them mountain men, he has been coming by and getting a handful of ice from time to time but that's all he ever takes, he means no harm." His Dad had never seen him before though, apparently nobody around had, but they knew they were out there. Still kinda freaked my buddy out. One autumn after a really bad forest fire, times in the woods got real tough I guess and someone broke into the cabin and stole some canned goods. They figured it was one of the mountain men and that he needed it really bad considering he had never laid a finger on anything else besides a handful of ice here and there before. About 6 months later, they drove up to the place and there was a nice tanned rabbit hide laying over the porch hand rail where the icebox would normally sit. They figured it was a "Sorry about that" peace offering from the mountain man for having to raid their root cellar after the fire and they still have it out there draped over the fireplace. Some guys go out into the woods and don't want to come back. They just want to be left alone, but even then they are still human and capable of social interaction. I kinda like knowing he's out there, it's like having an invisible backup. I figure if we were ever in any real trouble he would intervene, we have woods rapport lol.
WA state? I was working out on a cell tower on a mtn top in humptulips a few years ago. I am 99% pos i saw a man in a bear skin looking at me then slowly turned and went back in the woods. I was about 80' up a tower and my ground guy didnt see him. One of those, did i really just see that?
Really wish he would do an interview with David pallides from missing 411 he's on of the most fascinating people he's so smart and it feels right listening to him he has the perfect voice for the missing 411, after reading the missing 411 I will always be very cautious while going on a trail or anywhere in the woods or anywhere really
The only reason I have a CCP is for bow hunting. The DNR is actually sort of cool about it. They check out the permit, the pistol, and give you the usual spiel about not shooting Bambi with the pistol.
Went trail walking with a buddy one time, and we got about 2/3 the way through when the sun went down. Luckily we decided to bring headlamps, so at least we could see a little. After a bit I noticed glistening spots all over the place. I just figured they were slug trails, but then one of them moved. That's when I realized it was spider eyes. It was like walking through a nightmare!
as a person who has spent over a year sleeping in the woods and currently lives in northern Maine woods, I know the exact feeling she's talking about and have felt it numerous times.. some patches of woods are more ominous than others and goes off a different feel... I remember hiking the Appalachian trail in the Virginia section and felt watched, I turned around and it was a guy with a rifle in a ghillie suit crossing over the trail. I don't think he realized I noticed him but I picked up the pace immediately...
I said that on another post a while back. It was a video with a lady hiding from bears. Ppl actually argued with me. Like "some ppl like to walk in nature without being aggressive" and "I've done it for years with no problem". Darwin Awards in the making it swear.
Or here in the UK. A knife big enough to let any would be attacker know that you are not alone in the woods with them, they are alone in the woods with you.
@FionnCr it's actually very spiritual to see your dog protect children, and I don't have belief in any gods. My common sense tells me I'm watching something that has a spiritual quality. I understand that if you have never seen this, then you will not be able to comprehend this act just by reading words.
Once I accidentally startled a kid in the woods who was just there with her mom looking for turtles. I gave them both a wide berth and exited as quickly as possible. Not super deep in the woods, but at least a ten minute walk with only about 40 minutes worth of daylight. The surprised gasp the kid made when she saw me still hurts me to think about! I suppose the punchline is this: the reason I went to that specific spot in the forest is that the day before, I’d happened upon two dead cardinals by a road and I decided to gather them and take them to a nice final resting spot; where I wasn’t expecting to encounter anyone. So what that mom and her kid don’t know is that the dude who accidentally happened upon them in the (relative) wilderness- me - had two dead cardinals in a brown paper lunch bag. Which out of context sounds so serial killer.
@@Kinobambino it was just a nice clearing adjacent to an area where the trees are tallest. There’s wild grasses and stuff. I have a soft spot for all birds.
he might be into witchcraft and satanic ritual abuse of animals. cardinals are not only an mlb team and a position in the vaticans hierarchy but also used in eyes wide shut satanic ritual abise as exposed by Arizona Wilder which u should interview Joe rogan. meantime. call fbi i think we got one boys. MO: satanic bird i ritual abuse. might be looking for more victims
I was having record dreams some guy was breaking in my house, so immediately started becoming diligent about locking my doors 100% of the time. Two wks later at 10am some guy tried to walk in my back kitchen door while I was standing 4ft away. Thank God my door was locked
While living in Kodiak Alaska I took my mother and children for a drive because we finally had some nice weather. After about 30 mins down the highway we came to a beautiful secluded bay. I let the kids out and we started walking around just taking in our surroundings. About 10 mins in the hairs on my neck went straight up and I just froze. I started to feel dread deep down in my bones and my heart started pounding. I immediately yelled to get back in the car and I got us the hell out. I don’t know if it was because I was very pregnant or not but I instinctively listened to that feeling.
Finally A woman who brings a gun because she's alone. So many horror stories from reading channels always have a person not bringing a gun because they don't believe in guns (in meaning they don't BELIEVE in carrying one because they're naive enough to think the world is a peaceful place) I've seem to disturbed some people on how I phrased my comment. SHEESH😂
Shouldn't say it like that. Nobody on this planet besides infants can disbelieve in guns. They exist and everyone knows it. What you mean to say is that they don't agree with gun ownership.
And they need to know how to use it... I just heard a story about a polar bear attack... and people d|3d because someone did not know that they had to undo the 'safety' before they tried to use it.
@@elithelonewolf2677 reading channels that tell anonymous horror stories are just CreepyPastas! According to those channels thousands of dogmen, bigfoots, Nephilim, goatmen, lizard men and other monsters are running rampant across every forest in the nation eating people everyday! 🙄
@@bryanergau6682 the person's probably quoting what some people have literally said "I don't believe in guns," which is shorthand for not agreeing with gun ownership or that there's a purpose for it in society.
I live in the Deep South, and I have had some strange encounters deep in the bayou. It’s always unnerving when some swamp dude paddles up to you with a gun sitting across his lap asking if you’ve been messing with his drop lines.
A guy at work said this. His dad and uncle were hiking near their remote cabin. They came upon a freshly dug, empty grave. They booked it out of there. That gave me chills. This was El Dorado county, Ca.
Avid hiker here and I have been in the wilderness in the night and day thank god I always have someone with me I seen and heard weird stuff . Seen strange lights , I have heard people say my name from far away and heard people laugh in the middle of the woods. Seen strange people also walking in the middle of nowhere I’m the middle of the night
@@YaMamaBestFriend Over 13 years ago when I was about 20 I was camping out by myself in black forest mountains. They call it that because even in daylight the forest is so thick that it's pretty dark. Started making my path down and making markings to know my path back. I was in some really thick forest. Seen some really nice waterfalls and streams and animals. The beauty of the forest felt almost magical. On the second day I took a path that was a bit weird looking, not sure how to describe it but just felt ominous but I was hoping to see some new interesting things down that way which it was so awesome looking as if no one had ever been there before and overrun with beautiful nature. Decided to camp there that night. Climbed a tree and was able to stare at the stars and it was beautiful. Later that night I woke up to someone or something walking around my tent for an hour making the weirdest noises like it was a scary sounding animal as if possessed. It was really freaky. I never experienced anything like it and I was too afraid to check and every fiber in my body told me to not find out what that was as if something bad was going to happen if I looked. That morning I followed my instincts and cut my trip short and got started heading out of there and packed up all my gear. I knew it was going to be a long way back since I was back tracking two days worth of hiking in a single day. I was moving really fast and seen nothing following me the entire day. Night falls and I'm about 3 maybe 4 hours away from making it back if I could have kept my current fast pace but sun falls soon after so I start slowing my pace a lot because I don't want to get lost. Almost thought about camping there but really wanted to get out of there. It's starts getting really dark. Two hours pass and I trip over a tree trunk and drop my flashlight which completely shattered the bulb. So now I'm moving around in the dark with no light. This significantly slowed my pace back a lot. Another 4 hours pass and it's pitch black out and I'm barely able to see and moving really slow so I don't get lost and really looking at where I am with my map and trying to see my next tree marking with barley enough night vision to make out where I am and all of a sudden I hear something in the very far distance running really fast and I'm just frozen in fear thinking "Is that sound heading towards me?" Then I hear that crazy possessed demon sound so loud that it was echoing through the entire forest so I was like "fck this" and started running as FAST as I can in the direction I thought I needed to go to get out of the woods because whatever is coming I don't want to find out. I'm going as FAST as I can to get back out of the forest and I trip on another tree trunk and fractured my right wrist trying to brace my fall but I hear that freaking thing getting closer so I get back up and immediately drop all my gear and just ran like the freaking wind for what felt like 20 minutes and I hear it gaining on me then I see street lights and cars in the distance so I go as fast as I can to get out of the forest and when I do make it to the road I listen and don't hear anything behind me and thank God because I'm traumatized at this point and collapse in exhaustion. Someone on the road pulls over and comes up to me and asks if I'm alright and I just told him something was chasing me. I asked for a ride because I dropped all my stuff a ways back in the forest so he gives me a ride to a hotel and he was nice enough to pay for a room for the night. It was around 1 am at this point. I asked for his info so I could pay him back when I can but he didn't want anything which was really nice of him and just told me to take it easy until morning. I called up a friend that night and explained everything that happened and asked if he could come get me and help me find my gear which had all my stuff the next day. That night I couldn't really sleep much because I kept having nightmares of what happened. The next day we did find my stuff after looking for about two hours and when we did it freaked both of us out. Everything was shredded to pieces like I've never seen before as if something with really sharp claws tore at it and it stunk like a foul stench but luckily my wallet was still there and I was able to pay back my friend for coming that far to help me but to this day I haven't gone camping in years
You dont even need to be deep in the woods. It is the 90's i am living in Issaquah and working in seattle. It is my habit to get off swing shift, grab a sixer and roll mostly home, walk through the woods down to the park on lake Sammamish to drink my six and watch the sunrise. I did this many times over multiple years. But one night, I pulled up and got about 15 feet down the trailhead and i just felt something shady. Mind you i am 6'2" 220# and have a washington cpl. I chose not to walk down my familiar trail that particular evening. Not everything that is "wrong" is actually "wrong" but trust your feeling. When I feel I shouldn't be here, i dip.
Wilderness can be a double edged sword, literally. Back in the early 90’s, I made the mistake of buying a log cabin deep in the high mountains woods in Idaho on 5 acres. It was an old logging community back in the day, with a very scarce population over the years. The area was breathtaking nature at it’s finest and extremely thick wilderness, with miles of stunning forest. I thought it would be an excellent place to stay at for vacations and purchased it from an elderly neighbor that could no longer visit or take care of the property. There were numerous streams and rivers around. I learned the hardest lesson that being in a remote thick forrest and cut off from communications and lots of neighbors can be dangerous to your health. During the second day of a week long stay there, my spouse left to pick up some groceries late in the afternoon and I chose to stay behind, doing a few things in the cabin and I was going to take a nap. Being mountainous, the sun began to quickly set and the shadows of the massive trees and darkness in the forrest took over. To my dismay and horror, someone began stocking me on the property, slowly creeping closer to the cabin I was in. This was no animal as the steps were very measured… just a few steps and when twigs would break, whoever it was halted, sometimes for a couple of minutes. Crazily, as they got closer, they would tap what sounded like a branch or a stick at times, like they were taunting me. My gut instinct of danger went thru the roof over the course of 30- 40 minutes that felt like a century passing, as I felt malevolent intent, with no idea how far this situation was going to go. The car was obviously gone, yet they knew I was in there and it turned into a little game. Reading this may not sound like much but when it got to the point of tapping against trees right behind the trees leading to the cabin, I was physically shaking and crouched down underneath the window. (They could see in but I could not see them… the trees were too fat, numerous and the forrest to thick to see who it was. I immediately realized I had no gun either and scrambled on the floor to grab a kitchen knife… wondering when the hell my spouse would arrive. For about 10 - 15 minutes I stopped peering out any of the windows trying to see who was out there but instead, crouched, staring at the locked back cabin door, honestly questioning if that day would be my last because they were within perhaps 30 -50 feet of the cabin and their behavior was beyond intrusive and bizarre. My heart was beating so fast and hard I felt it in my throat. I was literally shaking. Thank God for me and luckily enough, my spouse drove up and I immediately ran out the front door toward the sound of our vehicle to the road. Whoever it was retreated and nothing more sinister occurred. Not only did I never stay behind alone in that cabin but we left early that week. After returning home, we eventually sold the property. To this day, even with cell phones readily available now, I have never viewed remote forrest or park areas the same again and I have never camped out at or vacationed again in a remote forested area. Be safe and armed in remote areas, no how gorgeous an area may appear.
I had a friend who lived in a very isolated house in a remote valley in Wales, the valley was surrounded by thick Woods they had been there for a few months and in the first Winter thee area was struck by a heavy blizzard with thick snow fall during part of the night, which left leaving , thick blanket of snow all around they got up in the morning to find multiple footprints around the house and outbuildings, they had not been out in the night and it appeared that a number of people had been wondering around the property in the during the night, they tracked the tracks and they disappeared into the woods, they never experienced this again but could not fathom who and why people would trudge through sich awful weather to this remote location during the dark unless there was some sinister intent
Sounds like they already knew of the place, possibly had been there...and thought to seek shelter out there during the challenging weather. They might have noticed the owner being there and left,
I’m from Louisiana. My father & grandpa raised us in the woods & bayou all of our lives. Their number one rule was to never go alone, because why? It’s simply unintelligent to do so. Preferably someone who runs slower than you do.
Some high school friends of mine and I went camping once in a national forest off the trails. We went super remote and found a nice spot for the weekend. A day into the trip around noon while we were cleaning up at a creek, a random dude with no gear walked up to us. He didn't say a word but just seemed to check us out and leave. That night, we assumed it was him, he was walking around our tent after we had all gone to bed. Again, he didn't say anything. The next day we were so spooked by it that we left early. I'll always remember his red and black flannel shirt, but for some reason I cannot remember his face at all.
I can say that I always lived in cities and years ago i moved to the woods. Months after living there you develop like a sixth sense. Even that you can´t see someone you feel like there´s someone there. It happened to me several times. I sensed and when i went to see if someone was there, it was. Always.
@@jumpinjohnnyrussAbsolute nonsense. The "trope" doesn't need to exist. life exists outside of pop culture tropes & the dark & unknown noises are instinctively terrifying for humans.
I lived it for 3 weeks. It's terrifying but after a while you get used to it. Also had a loyal dog, AR-15 and a head lamp so it wasn't all that bad. Still scary when humans start moving towards you without a light or without announcing themselves, I'm not smart by any means but when I feel threatened that fight or flight is insane.
Was camping in a forest by this big lake a few years back, this lake was in the centre of the forest and you could see the tree line all the way around it. I was with five friends and around midnight this man approached us. He stood and spoke for around twenty mins asking if we were local and so on, but throughout, he makes out that he's just walking by and didn't know we would be there. He leaves, and my pal Stuart just starting packing his stuff, saying, "Nope, I'm not sleeping here tonight". We're all confused as it was his idea in the first place, he looks at us and says "didn't want to freak yous out, but he stood across there spying on us from those trees for about an hour". We kinda play this off, then we look over and sure enough this man is stood on the other side of the lake, in the water up to his knees, just staring across at us.
I have a similar story. It was my last few days camping alone in a very remote forest, also lakeside. One night it was so eerily quiet it made me feel pretty uneasy. Something you notice. After cooking dinner I began to feel a little ill and at the same time kept hearing noises from across the lake. Like branches breaking and occasionally loud splashes. Every now and then i'd see a flashlight moving through the woods. I was certain nobody on that side of the lake was camping there. It was way too rugged. I started listening to a podcast to try and distract myself as the sun was setting every now and then my stomach telling me i'd eaten something bad. I then remembered a couple on the trail into the forest had said they'd seen a strange man hanging around the lake, they said to just keep an eye out. They'd run across him on their hike and said he seemed a bit odd. I didn't think too much of it, I could handle myself. Maybe it was him? By this time it was getting very dark but had some little moon light reflecting on the lake so you could make out a few reflections on the lake. No wind. Very peaceful. Again, I saw a light of a torch followed by a red light like a laser or something pointing in my direction. WTF. The laser in my direction really freaked me out. Maybe some kids playing a trick on me? But all the way out here, in the middle of nowhere? Now I was feeling very sick, like it was sudden food poisoning making my way through my system but I decided to go check it out this area with my flash light and to take my knife just in case. As i'm walking over to the general direction of the sounds, everything went super silent. So I stopped in my tracks and looked into the forest. Then all of sudden I completely and utterly shit myself from the food poisoning. I sprinted into the water, which was ice cold, to wash myself off but my bowel movements kept going underwater. Like someone had turned on a jet underwater. I was freezing and in such discomfort. I stripped out of my pants and left them on the shore and tried to quickly make my way around the lake without any pants. I needed to get back to my fire to warm up before getting into my sleeping bag. I could barely feel my feet. After warming up I was curled up in my sleeping bag desperately trying to sleep and forgetting about the man across the lake, when my stomach began growling again and i'm desperately trying to get out my sleeping bag but the zipper is stuck I end up shitting myself again in the sleeping bag. In my panic i'm now covered in shit. Eventually I slept naked next to fire wrapped in a beach towel. I barely slept. The sounds and lights stopped. I packed up my things before heading out as the sun came up. As I was driving out I saw the man on the side of the road holding my stained sleeping bag under his arm.
@@bradenrodriguez5183 lmao damn, what a terrible experience. Very nice descriptions, especially of you shitting under the water lol. Sounds like the man was maybe homeless if he was willing to take your shit covered sleeping bag, or just cleaning up the area. But either way a person walking around in the dark close to you is scary, especially if you're going to sleep there.
I was a manager at a mini mart. I man walked in and I immediately felt the hair on the back of my neck go up. He robbed me. Stick to your gut....and your hairs! cyber hugs.
It's very, very, very true that we feel the "predator" gaze. Just like this woman was talking about in the video. You knew instinctively he was there for hostile intent. Glad you survived.
On a trail my dogs and I had hiked several times and felt very comfortable on, we had a strange thing happen. The dogs were on a scent about 20 yards ahead. A very normal thing but in a way not. They were sniffing the ground, then the air, leaf tips extending into the trail, looking at each other as to confer, then repeating. I got a strange feeling and called them back. I did not want to but a very strong feeling compelled me to. When they passed me and headed the back down the trail I could not shake the feeling. I continued to look up the trail. For quite some time I stood there, not knowing why, but also not wanting to turn my back. Finally I turned to leave. Still had a vulnerable sense. I did not make a full turn before I was looking back up the trail. I saw a very large mountain lion standing up from cover only 3 feet off the trail and maybe 10 feet ahead of where the dogs were. It apparently was waiting for me to turn. It froze for a moment looking directly into my eyes. With our eyes locked it continued slinking very slowly across the narrow trail disappearing into the heavy brush/trees on the opposite side. It's ability to communicate with it's eyes put our human gibberish immediately into new perspective. Chilling. Volumes were spoken. I saw eternity there. As it's eyes faded into the cover it struck me that the tail seemed too way too long for it's body. Strange. As the tail tip disappeared the odd feeling left me. A more pragmatic realization that my animals and I could be flanked was mixed with a wonder at how absolutely perfectly it had chosen it's ambush. (In my humble opinion.) For some reason I feel more fear now than I did that day as we made our way back to the truck. I felt amateurish as I evaluated situations trying to avoid another ambush while not wanting to alert the dogs and have them follow it to their death. They were quite used to being "top dog" "no fear". As I write this I can begin to see why indigenous tribes have a shamanistic/spiritual view these beings. Nature has always been my temple.
I was on that small mountain right outside Vegas after dark to take a cool pic of the city at night. On my way down i kinda lost yhe trail even walking with a flashlight I ended up hoping down some decent sized rocks and ended up shining my light on a very odd looking "man" who was climbing up with no lights when I said hey he just stared at me completely blank faced with black eyes. I kept going down as fast as i could but I'll never forget this encounter something was definitely different about this guy
@DazarAlor like his eyes were all black like all pupil. It was dark and he had no light so his pupils would be larger than normal but it was more than that. Like a demon.
I think thats beyond question. We absolutely have an primordial animalistic sixth sense for unseen danger - imagined or lurking on the edge of our direct awareness.
@@derriklee287 yea well Chief when you have had the shit hit the fan as many times as I have you would feel the same way. Just because nothing bad has ever happened to you doesn’t mean it won’t. I’d rather have it and not need it than need it and not have it.
2:30 That is why you always go armed when hiking or camping etc. You can be a 80 lbs girl with a 9mil strap to your thigh and your suddenly able to face down almost any threat. Not to mention it gives you a confidence boost so you can enjoy your time with nature more rather than worrying about how you would defend yourself.
Anybody that grew up in a rural area can tell you a story about the time they were walking through the woods & instinctively turned around for no other reason other than "sense" only to realize a deer or the like has been watching you. There's definitely some kind of....thing.
I decided to test the primal instinct thing in college once. I saw a girl crossing the quad with her back to me. She was close to 100 yards away. I stared at the back of her head intently and she suddenly stopped, turned and looked right back at me. It was uncanny but she clearly felt me looking at her. There was no one else on the quad for her to look at. Always trust your instincts!
@@Disinfo321 Nope. It is not my job to spoonfeed or regurgitate information for people who do not know how to use a search engine. You know what? I made it all up after a dream I had.
@@notsocrates9529 I use google scholar, and I couldn’t find anything proving people can sense people staring at them. You didn’t even provide a methodology to make sense of such conclusions. I was genuinely curious but now I just know you’re a tool.
Had an incident a few years back on a hunting trip. Had a friend of the family with land. About 150 acres in the middle of nowhere. We ran a tree nursery on a small portion of it. Ran it for decades, with permission, of course. Used the rest of the property to hunt and owned the 60 acre plot next to it. Put the nursery on their side because our side was all ridges and cliffs, and we carved out a dirt road that straddled the two property lines so we could get to both sides easily, and built a small house on our side that we used as a sort of lodge. Eventually, we sold our plot but kept the nursery, and the guy we sold it to got cancer and never got around to doing anything with it. Was never out there. His family was never out there. It was effectively abandoned. Went in to hunt one morning. No one's around, but you could tell someone had been in the old house, even as dark as it was at 4am. It was obvious, as the house only sat about twenty feet off the road. No one should have been there, especially since the property was behind an electric fence and the road was gated. We checked the house. Empty. Didn't look like anyone had been in it for about a month or so, so we go about our business. We gear up, load up, and head on up the ridge into the woods. Property is about ninety miles from the closest town, and we're now way out into the woods. Out there for about seven hours. Don't hear a sound except for falling twigs and squirrels. Don't see a single buck. Decide to call it a day and head back to the truck. When we come out of the tree line into the nursery, there's a guy with a rifle looking at my truck. He notices us and starts demanding to know why we're trespassing. We explain that we're not, that we have permission to be on this side of the property line and that we know who owns the other side because we're the ones that sold it, and he ain't who we sold it to. We continue to argue, and as we're arguing, I noticed seven other meth-head-looking guys with ARs coming up the hill behind the house. They stopped about thirty feet from us and formed a half-circle behind us while we kept arguing with the main dude. We're basically in a standoff at this point and there's absolutely no one around for miles and there's no cell reception, and all we've got are two bolt actions and two pistols. Luckily, as game wardens are like to do, the game warden happened appear out of nowhere. Came walking up the road. That put a stop to it. Long story short, these guys had been squatting on the property on and off for the better part of two years without anyone knowing. They were parking the camper they lived out of at an old cemetery several miles away and they would hike all the way up to the property from there to poach and smoke meth. One of them knew the grandson of the guy that bought our half of the property and I guess led his upstanding band of whimsical do-gooders out there to party.
@signalfire6 The town closest to the property is known for it. What isn't cooked in that town comes in through the truckstop and makes the rounds. Also lots of old farm houses down in pretty much abandoned hollows where people set up temporary labs, or they'll move old run-down trailers in and cook out of those. So you get little pockets that spring up here and there, and everyone that lives or owns land out there gets caught in the middle. Been like that for about ten-ish years now. And yes, it's as cliché as it sounds. Not uncommon for people to find squatters on their property. Byproduct of the closest city taking a "tough stance" on the homeless population, which just meant bulldozing all of the encampments and running them out of city limits. Now they're all over the place, especially along the main highway that runs out towards the town I'm talking about, hence the issues at the truckstop and along the small river that cuts through the town. Highway runs over it. Their main encampment is under that overpass, and when it gets cold (15° average by late December), they end up spreading out and braking into anywhere that gets them out of the weather, and those spots usually turn into drug dens. Then the police and the sheriff's department spend the summer breaking them up. Then the cycle starts over a little worse every year.
Thats because every major urban area votes blue by tradition and ignorance. Of course you dont feel safe there. You may as well go swimming around the Great Barrier Reef in a suit made of raw fish.
1 totally understand what she's talking about. 2 gut instinct is primal. We as a species have trained our brain to ignore it. Trying to be to intellectual. Don't ignore it!! ✌🏻❤️🙏🏻
The ocean and the woods hold mysterious will never fully understand. I can tell you this from experience, things have happened to me in the woods that made no sense to me. I’ve encountered let’s just call them “things” that you can see freeze time and it’s like you and that entity are the only things moving. I’ve never been around anything I felt was bad intentions in the woods but I’ve been helped by spirits. It’s a long story but I’ll tell you this, nature holds it own reality.
I’m that lone guy in the woods. Always my dog and me. I always have Mr Sauer with me too. I quit solo backpacking over 10 years ago though. Even if only one relatively minor thing goes wrong, suddenly your life may be altered. But people… they freak me out a little. You have to be shrewd beyond some peoples’ evil.
Kind of suspicious that the “old logger friend” knew about the “visitors” before she told another soul. So the old “friend” either ran into the guys who must’ve been talking to folks at the bar etc about what they did, or he was in on it/one of the visitors. Who would get on the CB and tell everyone listening about a crime you just committed? How else would the old friend have found out unless the bad guys were friendly enough with him to tell him or he was in on it?
In October 1988 my wife and I were on our honeymoon in the smokies. We were on a trail and ran across three mountain men. They were ok but it made me nervous
My buddy and I hiking back along a long trail from a lake at almost midnight in Canada were suddenly terrified to see a man come into our flashlight view going the opposite direction. Scared the shit out of us because it was so remote and so late at night you never would have guessed there would be anyone even remotely around us. We froze and he walked right passed us without saying a word. What was truly terrifying was he was walking in PITCH BLACK darkness without so much as a candle. I mean it was so dark that night you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. We could never figure out how he knew where he was walking…
@@DavidThomas-qq4hf That's just it! Had he had a flashlight? We would have easily seen it coming. But no. Suddenly he was there and then disappeared back into the darkness. Was weird and creepy....
I will say I had gone to camp up in the mountains and a few of the councilers would make us walk at night pitch dark without lights and oddly enough it was kinda nice because after like 30 minutes you can kinda see what is around you because your eyes adjust it is weird but they would tell us that when our ancient ancestors lived their eyes could probably see better than ours because they had no lights to see at night and naturally our eyes adjust to light and dark, even tho it is weird I feel it is kinda a natural thing even for some strange people to walk at night without lights it always reminds me of that experience which was very calm oddly because you really have a feel of your senses in the pitch dark therapeutic in a way
On another note tho when I was younger we did have a local pedophile that my father caught peeking at our house from the treeline but after my father basically sacred him away at gunpoint he never went back behind our house again even tho that creep never would have done anything still is eerie knowing someone was tryna watch me and my little sister
Can confirm. Do not trust people you meet in the woods. I got chased by a known serial killer by my house in the woods when I was a kid up Northern Canada. It was dusk so I didn't see his face but his voice still haunts me. I jumped down a cliff to get away from him and he yelled I could run all I wanted but my pretty blonde hair made me easy to spot. I crawled through the ditches and Culverts all the way home cause he was driving up and down the roads trying to find me before I made it home. Called the police once I got home but they never came.... That's what shotguns are for I guess 🤷
That last mountain lion question LOL. My high school girl friend lived in Victor Colorado outside the actual town limits a few miles. She called me freaking out one morning, gotten up got ready for school and there was a mountain lion sitting by her car. She said as she was talking to me and moving around the house it was following her circling the house. There house was remote enough most the walls were just windows large windows all around. It was following her stalking her to see if she tried to use a different exit. I don't know if that's average intelligence, but that's a crafty cat. She ended up calling the police and it left as they arrived. Never will I forget the fear in her voice.
I love the woods!! Grew up in Maine suburbs but spent summers on Sebago Lake . Hiking in Maine and New Hampshire, camping, ended up living in the foothills of the Blue Mountains with neighbors I couldn’t see, woods all around. The scariest thing that ever happened was finding out a human was living back there. He broke into my friends house while she was napping, she came out screaming and yelling at him, not the smartest thing to do,but he ran off. The backwoods were manicured and my daughter spent a lot of time back there. Would listen to the local t.v. Station to find out if there were any brown bears nearby since I had a one year old. Our house was surrounded by blackberries and raspberries. We had a huge grape vine,so ya there were animals around. I think some people are realizing that it’s time to get back to nature. I have fond memories of seeing both moose and deer drinking from a small pond. It was peaceful. Simple. No stress. So yea some people get it while the others are just ruining the nature to build homes,malls and whatever and they want to complain that there are bear or moose or wolves etc. coming into their yards, eating their pets or digging through their trash. Well that was their home first. I don’t understand why there is so much homeless while there is so much building going on. I live in N.C. With the woods being my backyard and have enjoyed seeing a deer or two. Now the big companies are coming in and deforesting the land, and I’m about ready to move again. She is right people are more scarier than animals.
I call that feeling she is mentioning, dread, because thats the best way to explain it. I have felt it twice, once i was in the woods, the second was more strange, i was walking my dog down the backroads of my small hometown in texas and we have to cross a railroad track, wed done this all the time, but one day my dog stopped, he never needed a leash he was a giant teddy bear scared of his own shadow, but he stopped dead in our tracks at the concrete slab that started the crossing. He looked terrified, eyes wide as pies, and i said, alright ill go without you, expecting him to loose his nerve and catch up, but after 100 yards, he just sat there stairing at me scared. I looked around and just felt the emptiness of life around me, like we where the only two creatures in sight, and one of them was me. That kinda freaked me out for whatever reason so i started walking back and thats when i got the feeling, the closer i got to what i assumed was the safer spot, the more worried i got that i wasnt going to make it, nothing happened to us. But a week later a man got hit in that very crossing and died. For whatever thats worth. Town so small before the accident we didn't have those beeping arms that would drop down, it was literally just a crossing with a sign that said train. The other time i was just laying my head on the rock looking at the stars when everything got quiet, my imagination started playing and i got that feeling, i didn't care nor move, i had a romanian psl with me 😂
I have almost been jumped multiple times in my teens. One time I was near a beach with a cousin and I said turn around jump over this wall out of view and run NOW and he laughed at me, the next second behind us over 20 people chased us on bikes, running, and a quadbike. Had I done that any later we’d have gotten it - bad. Edit for context: they were hiding behind a wall in front of us to our right, we were walking straight and if we walked any further forward they’d have been behind us and there’d be no escape. This also happened two more times when it was completely illogical to do, but I just knew. It’s a sense of dread that can’t be explained, and I’m not necessarily a paranoid person but I think my subconscious made observations that were atypical and I knew danger was imminent.
@@kosmicsloth86 How is that hard to believe? I was in a rival area and in my teens I was fighting all the time. I was set up on one of the occasions - where 20 is a massive understatement.
I got that feeling once in central CA at an old abandoned gas station. There was a chemical spill on the highway so we had to drive through all these abandoned towns in the middle of no where - there were towns all covered in dust and tumble weeds. We pulled into a gas station that looked like a barn and got out to pee. We realized it was abandoned and were stretching our legs when suddenly I got overwhelmed by a sense of evil - it was so intense that it felt like a fist gripped my heart with fear. There was a dark window at the top of the barn and I felt something in there staring down at us. I turned in terror toward my friend and her eyes were wide with horror as well - we both felt it at the exact same time! We dove back into the car and peeled out of there! I couldn't bare to look and see if there was someone standing in the window. This was 20 years ago and we still talk about it.
@@josh48315 tall shadows darker than black not friendly, some are curious ,they are not the only things out there , it’s supernatural it does not make any sense or logic we know nothing , but they appear to some people , often with native family lineage I think it’s the same ones in Yosemite and the same ones that took that truck driver that abandoned the truck and he was later found in water.
@ I have no idea, but for Instance Yosemite has a high number of disappearances it’s n1 national park for people vanishing, and there are legends of tall shadows wearing hats walking the ridges…. Also the Family that died within seconds 2 years ago they said it was heatstroke even the dog died next to them , and an account of one guy encounters with these beings in between Fresno and Bakersfield at night , heavy machine operator driving in to the agricultural field , he saw a bunch of them one saw him approached him and messaged him telepathically to be quiet, the others are not friendly, he got sick from being near that thing.
40 yrs. ago I went camping with two friends in Feb. I went for a hike with one of them following a creek that flowed by our campsite. We probably had gone out about 2 miles and upon turning back we took notice of somebody in the distance through the timber who appeared to be digging. We sat there for about half an hour watching him labor at his task. Between us we couldn't figure out what he might have been doing in the middle of a state forest, except perhaps burying a dead body. On that possibility there was no way that we were going to approach this individual to satisfy our curiosity. For when you think about it, this sort of thing goes on a lot more than anybody probably wishes to contemplate.
I remember I did an off trail hike then camp. I was miles and miles away from anyone. I was 10 miles off a main trail. Hadn’t seen anyone all day even on the main trail previously. Once I got to the top I put my gear behind some trees and a bush. I walked around for 5 mins or so. I came back to my pack and bent down. Saw 2 guys. No packs. Once they peaked the hill they looked around and walked around like they were looking for something or me. Once they got near where I was they would have eventually saw me so I quietly said “careful….if you’re looking for me..I’m right here and that’s bad news for you” they immediately got scared and acted weird. They said no we saw you on the mail trail and we followed you because we thought you knew a secret spot. For 10 miles they followed me but not once did I hear or see them behind me. People are weird. You can be in the middle of nowhere and rest assured people are close by.
I totally agree with that. I just visited NH and did some hiking. The concierge at the hotel warned of bears being out and about. The person I was with told me to be careful when I left for a walk. I responded with, "the animals don't scare me, the humans do." I'm a 5'2", 115 lb woman. If anyone wanted to harm me, I would be scrappy and fight dirty, but I know how it would probably end.
Ok...I've only ever have told this to my brother, and he didn't really understand. When I was 15 or 16 back in the mid 90s we lived on a farm. The closest neighbor was a half mile away, and our driveway was a 1/4 mile long. We would skip school to go out to the different wooded areas and just hang out or explore. We live in northern Iowa. We've been all over the place, and went to the woods here and there around the property. You had to walk across some fields to get there. One day I was out there by myself and things got quiet. You know, creepy quiet. Everything stopped making noise. No birds, squirrels, nothing. Which was weird but I didn't think anything of it tlreally at the time. All of a sudden I experienced the most intense dred I've ever felt. I have a hard time explaining it, and it doesn't come close to doing it justice. It was the most intense, primal fear you could possibly experience out of nowhere. I did hear anything, see anything, or smell anything at all. I sprinted a mile home. It's the fastest I've ever ran, and I had the impression I was going to die. That something saw me as prey. When I got home I ran inside, and went into a shivering, out of control crying fit, and had no idea why. We don't have bears, wolves, or mountain lions. I can't explain what happened, but it never happen again while we lived there, but then again I didn't go into any woods by myself since then to this day. The experience rocked me to my core, and I had I very rough childhood. I've been through some things. I don't jump at shadows. Nor was I sheltered in any way. These were woods we were familiar with. So it wasn't some fear generated by being in a strange new place either.
It shouldn't be scary and unsafe but it is. No doubt those creeps would have assaulted her and left her for dead. If she hadn't had that gun it would have happened. The equalizer saves lives because it can take them.
C-PTSD makes you drop all assumptions in a bad situation, it's reactionary the adrenaline takes over and you do whatever it is you do without question. I truly rely on my instincts and instinctually follow through. Been there, done that. I'm not being being any persons victim
I thought so too. Young men are sometimes oblivious to how differently men and women experience the world. I’m a single female, not timid or fearful but I always think about safety when I’m out and about alone. Situational awareness, have keys ready in my hand, be alert. Don’t look or behave like a victim. ). I’m surprised Joe didn’t understand that two men approaching a single woman in the middle of nowhere is a threat until and unless she can determine they are not. Two drunk men means she’s outnumbered, physically disadvantaged, and she’s dealing with the additional problems of poor judgement, lowered inhibitions and likely increased aggression from the alcohol. Maybe Joe just didn’t want to assume anything and was trying to get her to provide more detail.
when I'm hiking, there's always that expectation of absence and when you come across a strange human like yourself who's being quiet and just enjoying the sound of nature, there's something very eerie about it. in that moment, you're not in society. anything could happen, you're hoping for the other persons respect and humanity, but let's face it. You don't know. Your instincts become heightened, and your survival mechanisms kick in which which is where the fear and paranoia come from.
Grew up in rural Missouri most of my life and than spent 8 years in the 82nd 1st/504th and 3 years with Triple Canopy. Even camping and hiking in northern Maine around Calais I carry my EDC and typically my Maxim PDW in my ruck. I’m not going down without taking a few of your friends with me
Mountain lions and other predators will kill beyond need sometimes. They can be opportunistic when prey drive kicks in. If their bellies are full it's too much effort to kill, but if they have empty tummies (but well-fed otherwise) they will kill beyond need because it's "fun."
@Astraea7522house cats don't worry about fighting something and getting hurt to the extent it could lead to death like wild animals do. Doesn't really make sense to compare them.
Yah I agree. If you're going to have a dog in a rural or wilderness area have something formidable that at least gives you a chance to defend yourself.
…….imo, #1 item on list of things I’ll need in the woods, is a dog. Choose a breed that thrives in that kind of environment and nothing will get anywhere near your site, ever, without you having ample time to prepare for a possible engagement.
I was once crossing through a caravan park cos the bridge from there took you to over the railway line to the beach. A man in his 20's passed me and I had the worst feeling as he looked at me as he walked past us going in the opposite direction. I got to the bridge and turned round and he was heading back towards us. I yelled at the kids as they were now on the other side of the bridge. I ran over to get the 4 kids and at the top of the bridge I could see this guy circle round some caravans and come back to the bridge and as I ran through the dunes rounding up the kids I could see him crouch down and watch us through the railing. I was really terrified. We were so lucky that a couple of families appeared going back to the park and I joined them, had phoned my husband to come get us and the guy walked on. That was such a powerful sixth sense it nearly knocked me over. Never ignore it!!
It is annoying to watch interviews where the host must extract words from the clenched jaws of the guest. If you came to tell your story, feel free to tell it!
Reminds me of 2 occasions… the first was when a public road turned to a dirt track and I could feel someone didn’t want me there so I got the hell out. The second was a false alarm from an American friend staying with me in the Australian bush… I took off for an hour or so to get cell service. When I got back I found him huddled in a corner with a sharpened stick thinking something or someone was taunting him with demonic clown like laughter… that’s just the sounds the cute Australian possums make 😂 I’m just glad I didn’t wet myself with laughter when I realised what was going on. Poor bugger didn’t realise the teepee was more than enough protection from those lil cuties
Happened to me when I was 13. A new neighbor across the woods about 300ft suddenly appeared when I was listening to my Walkman laying on a slanted fallen tree. She was 16-22ish from what I thought and had long dark hair, a maroon wool sweater and jeans on. She seemed tall like 6ft. I was almost 6ft at the time. She just stood there and didn't stay anything for 10 minutes not shifting her posture at all. I kept glancing at her with my periphery and it kept getting stranger. At the end of the 10 minutes, I felt it was safer to ditch this girl and run home. When I got to my drive way up the hill I looked back and she was no where in sight. Fast forward a year laterish, she became my babysitter at 14 because my parents didn't trust me alone during the summer when they went on vacation. Her name was Barbara. She was 18 it turned out. She was definitely weird and didn't speak much. She would watch TV in our living room and act like a parent to me. By the end of the summer, I was having sex with her and she got pregnant, and the family moved away to split us up. Never knew what happened to the baby. Always been waiting for some odd meet up out of the blue one day. Never happened. That was about 30 years ago. I've had dreams of meeting the kid and it turns out he is a boy named Connor. Who knows.
Dogs are the best security system you can have, with one exception. They have been known to cause bear encounters opposed to thwarting them. I was surprised to find this out.
I don’t think I got that (for women) until her story. I would still rather meet a man as a man. Most do not intend harm and I have a good chance coming out on top if they do. But I get that bears are no match for men when it comes to ill intent.
@@Domn879 I always try to explain that a man who would never consider the risk of attacking a wmn in civilization might find it an irrisistible, low risk opportunity in the wilderness. It's close to "would you R a wmn if you knew you'd never get caught".
@ I totally get that. Its the same for straight up murder, so plays on the mind of men too though obviously we are usually a far riskier target. I was back-packing in Australia and ran ahead of my now wife to take some pictures of a bay she didn’t want to walk to. This was the middle of nowhere. While I was away a guy appeared and opened with ‘hey beautiful’ (she is). He quizzed her about what she was doing there and she mentioned me and that i’d be back soon. He said ‘you don’t have to lie if you are on your own. I’m not a weirdo’, then sat down right next to her. This was when I reappeared and he leaped up and ran away. I ran but I only reached my wife and he was gone into the dune grass. Never again will I run ahead.
My friend and I were mountain biking on a trail in the woods when we both jammed on our breaks to stop. Lying on the trails path with not a human in sight was a duffle bag. It looked full. Of what, we could only imagine. "You open it" "No, you open it" this went on for 45 seconds. We never opened it out of sheer terror. I alway wonder what was in that well placed duffle bag. Was it a trap? Was it drugs? Was it cash? Was it body parts. Or just maybe somebody's trash. This was 30 years ago. I still can see the color of that bag and smell the autumn leaves whenever I think about it. Guess I'll never know.
2006 I was in Las Vegas and fresh back from a deployment amd two girls invited me up to the room .. i was 21 and drunk but I remember reading a text in the reflection of the elevator the girl said we have him get the Dr ready. .. and a voice said get out ..
Your Soul is made up of Energy. Your body can feel another person's Energy. When you get the feeling people call Gut Instinct I believe that's your Soul feeling the malevolent Soul energy of the other person
Recent murder in Montana where a stranger killed a man at his camp drives this home. Suspect said the man was friendly and offered him a beer but he proceeded to kill him. Fortunately the victims being friendly and offering a beer led to the suspects capture due to DNA recovered on the can. If not for that act of kindness his murder may have gone unsolved.
I was born in north eastern KY and lived the into my teens. There was a really big forest behind our neighborhood so we would play in the woods and ride dirt bikes back there but there was one area that nobody ever went into. Just getting close to it would give you the heebie-jeebies. Anyway, one time we were close to it and smelled something dead. We started getting close to the entrance trail to that area and there was a dead neighborhood stray dog that everyone fed when it came around. It had its head ripped off with its spinal column attached like from the predator movies. This was early 80s and that movie hadn't come out yer. Freaked out all of us, even our dads.
Near Falmouth? I love that region, I'm nearby in Southern Indiana and I was driving back from Falmouth KY recently and saw what looked like a winged devil monkey with red eyes crouching on the side of the road.
I took never felt in danger from animals in the forest, but when ever I heard a person usually loud obnoxious I would just disappear beyond the area into the forest and wait for them to go by. Many bad and weirdo type experiences with men led to me to take this type remidial action to avoid confrontation
Did you guys hear about the random staircases in the middle of the woods that lead up to mid air. They have sighted shadows climbing the stairs and disappeared into the air. They say it’s a portal into a shadow dimension and they walk around us everyday but our human body cannot see it, but we feel it our intuition. When we get goosebumps or feel a cold breeze or lights flicker, that’s those are the jjin walking near you
lmao That reminds me of that movie Dale & Tucker vs Evil. Tucker: "Oh hidy-ho officer, we've had a doozy of a day. There we were minding our own business, just doing chores around the house, when kids started killing themselves all over my property."
Our brains are incredible machines. We don't even use a lot of what it's capable of. But when you get that "instinctive" warning, you KNOW it. Always trust your gut. It is never wrong.
The food and water we are given keeps us from using our full potential. In other words, we have the ability now, but the chemicals and toxins interrupt our internal biological systems.
I lived in NY my whole life and had so many bad run ins. Lived in Westchester county and randomly had someone kick in my front door at like 1am, glass shattered and he ran off. Years later moved further up in (Putnam County) and had a drunk guy show up at midnight on a Saturday to ‘see his old cottage’ and his truck blocked my one path out, right as I was driving out across my footbridge, before I had owned guns. Then I moved to Austin and it really ramped up. Have at least two attempts of entering my unit annually. People trying to open my front door, enter through my patio, my upstairs neighbor was shot (and survived) by an attempted thief. He crawled/hopped to my front door begging for help at 3:30am. Bad things happen, either you are ready or you aren’t. And you’re never really ready.
It's a real surprise to be flicking through TH-cam and to see a Joe Rogan video with someone you know in the thumbnail. Not only that, but she tells a story that I'm a part of and that I remember happening. I was the woods.
Always listen to your dog and your gut. They both have nothing but your best interests at heart.
I love how you added your dog... I always trust my dog. If they don't like you.. Then that is good enough to me
True !.
@@ibjb Dogs are absolutely the best judge of character.
@@johnmacdonald5483dogs don’t understand “morals” or “character”.
These are complex terms that a dog has zero understanding of. They may sense whatever emotion is coming from a human but they cannot process that into “morals”.
They really can’t. It’s not possible though it may seem like it is.
@@roboticpunk It's called instinct,I have witnessed it to many times. They actually just finished a study where they determined Dogs are much more intelligent than we originally thought, even understanding a wide vocabulary. Like I said if a dog does not like a particular person consistently,there is a reason.
Never ignore your intuition, that powerful gut feeling.
That’s God!
Not woods related but I was targeted to be robbed. Two women asked for help, turns out they were distracting me as more of their friends were coming. I got that sick feeling that something was about to happen and I fled as fast as I could. A friend was carjacked and killed.
Unless that intuitive voice tells you to go take a shit on the salad bar at Golden Corral.
100%. Some folks are perpetually paranoid but most of us when we sense danger it's because there is danger.
@@LeL-q9e glad you made it, sorry about your friend.
When Joe is talking about a stranger in the woods and them possibly being a serial killer. Reminds me of a hitchhiking joke. Guy picks up a hitcher. Driving along - asks him "aren't you a little scared I might be a serial killer?" The guys responds "No, what are the odds of two serial killers being in the car at the same time?"
Oh that's good. 😂😂
In the seventies when I was a new arrival to Seattle I was hitch hiking and the guy that gave me a ride said, "it's a good thing I picked you up before Ted did." I asked, "who is Ted?" I quit hitching hiking after that.
@@soaring1 Did you know that serial killer Joseph James DeAngelo, the Golden State serial killer was a police officer during the mid 70s when he was committing burglaries, rapes and murders?
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@@soaring1 Lots of them out there during that time. The green river killer, The I 5 killer, Golden state KIller who happened to be a police officer when he was committing burglaries, rapes and murders. Lots of them. Wise of you to quit. The odds were not in your favor of surviving unscathed.
I was hiking with my wife deep in the woods looking for an old ghost town when 2 guys were suddenly 10 feet in front of me. I said hello and asked them if they knew anything about the old town that was supposed to be here. They didn't say a word and started sizing me up so I put my hand on my pistol that was hidden by my jacket and they walked around me and kept staring not saying a word. Then they started coming back toward me so I pulled it out of the holster and they just smiled and slowly walked away. I was 6 miles deep in the woods. You wanna talk about adrenaline, I was lazer focused because the only way back to my car was the direction those psychos were. I didn't see them again but I kept thinking they would be hiding behind a tree or set a trap for me. I always go with a buddy now. Don't go alone into the woods.
Ok psycho
F that. Very curious where this happpened if you don’t mind sharing
Your car's extended warranty, m8
@@Sleepless_in206 in the Ozarks
Don’t go without your trusty pistol either, brother
100% go with your gut. We are here to feel such things because our ancestors listened to such feelings, survived & passed on that instinct to us.
I come from a more lazy lineage. My ancestors had the wolf dogs to do all of that for them ;)
@@CantTellYou fair enough but the important thing is your ancestors survived and hopefully passed down the smarts to enable you to do the same whether by instincts or by training a four legged friend it's the surviving that counts.
Problem is your intuition cannot be trusted. Is it right occasionally? Sure but most of the time it isn’t
@@brianmeen2158 you are not listening closely enough.
Some are just a worried type though
“It’s humans you have to be scared of”
Words of wisdom
This is why women would rather run into a bear than a man in the woods. Rogan said it. Men in the woods are scary.
OMG my old dad used to say that when I was little and afraid of ghosts. He was in the war so he knew what he was talking about. Still not sure about ghosts though😊
You should still be afraid of animals as well
Every one of us is here today because one of our ancestors listened to that little voice and moved or reacted quicker than the danger.
No, it isn't.
Yes and no. Some of our DNA got here through our ancestors being bolder than the pack and ignoring that voice.
Just keep telling yourself that's the truth if it really makes you feel better. Personally, I think you're nuts
Yep. I always get a kick out of it when people tell me that you’re stupid or being paranoid for being cautious about intuitions I have. I don’t care who it is, I don’t care if your a cop, or an old person, if your giving me bad vibes, I’ll go on the defensive. If someone ever tries to gas light you for using your rights and not talking to cops or people you don’t know, they’re probably missing that part of their brain that uses good judgement and detects threats
@@Domn879maybe another voice was louder instead of it being ignored
Stay strapped and trust your gut.
Stay STRAPPED and be ready to pull out & bust!
Or a pocket knife…. With a 9 inch blade will do 😅
It's crazy how weak modern humans are compared to our ancestors. Embrace tradition and reject modernity
Literally words to live by
@@jacksevert3099great point, so many meek people. Don’t be the hunted. Find somewhere secure and scout your own cabin or area at night for days or weeks. If you can afford, night vision.
I can be deep in the wilderness and feel completely safe and secure. But there are other moments when I can be in the woods and there is a powerful intuition that tells me to get out of there. It's the strangest thing.
But it’s not a panic switch right? At least not for me. It’s an alert switch. A ‘you want it come and get it’ switch. But then it’s usually a squirrel.
@@Domn879Until it's not a squirrel and it takes you by surprise.
It's so trippy to be out in wilderness by yourself and at night.
@@ItsallillusionalBut it won’t because that alert switch is on.
Up in the PNW I have a buddy that has a cabin out in the middle of nowhere, so remote because it is surrounded by nationally protected land, but his family has had this plot since the early 1800's so they got "grandfathered" in. He was out there frequently when still real little while his dad ran trap lines, and one afternoon around dusk while his Dad was still out, he walked out onto the front porch and there was a grown ass man in what looked like a bear costume grabbing ice from a small cooler off of the front of the porch. My buddy was way too little to have any idea what to do, but apparently the same went for the other guy. He said he just looked real embarrassed to be seen, and stared at my buddy like he had no idea what to do either. The man eventually just closed the icebox and gave him a sheepish smile and a little wave and went walking back into the woods. My buddy said in retrospect the "bear suit" was really an animal hide that was very old and well used that he was using as an over coat or just makeshift clothes really. When his Dad got back he told him about it, and his Dad kinda laughed and said "ya it was one of them mountain men, he has been coming by and getting a handful of ice from time to time but that's all he ever takes, he means no harm." His Dad had never seen him before though, apparently nobody around had, but they knew they were out there. Still kinda freaked my buddy out. One autumn after a really bad forest fire, times in the woods got real tough I guess and someone broke into the cabin and stole some canned goods. They figured it was one of the mountain men and that he needed it really bad considering he had never laid a finger on anything else besides a handful of ice here and there before. About 6 months later, they drove up to the place and there was a nice tanned rabbit hide laying over the porch hand rail where the icebox would normally sit. They figured it was a "Sorry about that" peace offering from the mountain man for having to raid their root cellar after the fire and they still have it out there draped over the fireplace. Some guys go out into the woods and don't want to come back. They just want to be left alone, but even then they are still human and capable of social interaction. I kinda like knowing he's out there, it's like having an invisible backup. I figure if we were ever in any real trouble he would intervene, we have woods rapport lol.
That’s brilliant.
Cool story. Thanks for sharing.
I've heard many other stories about people living wild up in the mountains... it is really crazy to think about.
WA state? I was working out on a cell tower on a mtn top in humptulips a few years ago. I am 99% pos i saw a man in a bear skin looking at me then slowly turned and went back in the woods. I was about 80' up a tower and my ground guy didnt see him. One of those, did i really just see that?
Is a grown ass man the same as a grown man?
Really wish he would do an interview with David pallides from missing 411 he's on of the most fascinating people he's so smart and it feels right listening to him he has the perfect voice for the missing 411, after reading the missing 411 I will always be very cautious while going on a trail or anywhere in the woods or anywhere really
There’s a reason why this dude has never invited David Paulides on.
@mrv1271 what's the reason
@@mrv1271why would he possibly not want to talk to him!! Missing 411 is one of the most terrifying things I’ve heard of
He's a fraud
Paulides attempted years ago, Joe's "people" blocked him from coming on
Never go into the wilderness without a pew pew.
The only reason I have a CCP is for bow hunting. The DNR is actually sort of cool about it. They check out the permit, the pistol, and give you the usual spiel about not shooting Bambi with the pistol.
And a knife....a really big, specifically designed knife!
Went trail walking with a buddy one time, and we got about 2/3 the way through when the sun went down. Luckily we decided to bring headlamps, so at least we could see a little. After a bit I noticed glistening spots all over the place. I just figured they were slug trails, but then one of them moved. That's when I realized it was spider eyes. It was like walking through a nightmare!
I never leave the yard without 3 dogs
This is all too technical , can you dumb it down a little ? There are probably english people reading the comment section
There are dangerous entities in the woods that are not human, nor animal. Always listen to your intuition.
How much do you know about them?
Like what?
Trees?
Facts
Wendigo , ghosts , redcaps , etc , etc
as a person who has spent over a year sleeping in the woods and currently lives in northern Maine woods, I know the exact feeling she's talking about and have felt it numerous times.. some patches of woods are more ominous than others and goes off a different feel... I remember hiking the Appalachian trail in the Virginia section and felt watched, I turned around and it was a guy with a rifle in a ghillie suit crossing over the trail. I don't think he realized I noticed him but I picked up the pace immediately...
Survivor man with 6th sense.. all man. Except sometimes the woods I live in scares me….
Stay Safe ❤❤MANY PRAYERSNLUV ✝️✝️❤️🔥❤️🔥🙏🙏🤲👑
Always. Carry. A. Gun. While. Alone. In. The. Woods. Period.
Now we are getting to the point where just the first four words are necessary.
I said that on another post a while back. It was a video with a lady hiding from bears. Ppl actually argued with me. Like "some ppl like to walk in nature without being aggressive" and "I've done it for years with no problem". Darwin Awards in the making it swear.
Or here in the UK. A knife big enough to let any would be attacker know that you are not alone in the woods with them, they are alone in the woods with you.
Sheit I carry a gun to Walmart 😂
You’ve got it backwards. Always carry a gun while in the city.
5:25 Im alive because I listened to my sixth sense in a combat zone. Always trust your gut feeling. Its your angels talking to you.
I agree 🙏
It's such a strong vivid event, not like anything else
It's your senses. Not angels. Just cause you can't explain it doesn't mean it's mystical.
@FionnCr it's actually very spiritual to see your dog protect children, and I don't have belief in any gods. My common sense tells me I'm watching something that has a spiritual quality. I understand that if you have never seen this, then you will not be able to comprehend this act just by reading words.
@FionnCr
Its both. Im sorry you dont believe in a higher power. Thats fine.
Once I accidentally startled a kid in the woods who was just there with her mom looking for turtles. I gave them both a wide berth and exited as quickly as possible. Not super deep in the woods, but at least a ten minute walk with only about 40 minutes worth of daylight.
The surprised gasp the kid made when she saw me still hurts me to think about!
I suppose the punchline is this:
the reason I went to that specific spot in the forest is that the day before, I’d happened upon two dead cardinals by a road and I decided to gather them and take them to a nice final resting spot; where I wasn’t expecting to encounter anyone.
So what that mom and her kid don’t know is that the dude who accidentally happened upon them in the (relative) wilderness- me - had two dead cardinals in a brown paper lunch bag. Which out of context sounds so serial killer.
Awww you're a darling for taking care of those birds ❤❤❤. What did the resting place you chose look like
@@Kinobambino it was just a nice clearing adjacent to an area where the trees are tallest. There’s wild grasses and stuff.
I have a soft spot for all birds.
he sounds like a serial killer fbi cis atf please investigate top comment, see whats hes been googling. i bet u is non stop serial killer crap
only reason he didnt move on the kid was cause of the mom. fbi investigate that guy asap he might have victims
he might be into witchcraft and satanic ritual abuse of animals. cardinals are not only an mlb team and a position in the vaticans hierarchy but also used in eyes wide shut satanic ritual abise as exposed by Arizona Wilder which u should interview Joe rogan. meantime. call fbi i think we got one boys. MO: satanic bird i ritual abuse. might be looking for more victims
I was having record dreams some guy was breaking in my house, so immediately started becoming diligent about locking my doors 100% of the time. Two wks later at 10am some guy tried to walk in my back kitchen door while I was standing 4ft away. Thank God my door was locked
Crazy how your dreams warned you, premonitions from a higher guidance perhaps
While living in Kodiak Alaska I took my mother and children for a drive because we finally had some nice weather. After about 30 mins down the highway we came to a beautiful secluded bay. I let the kids out and we started walking around just taking in our surroundings. About 10 mins in the hairs on my neck went straight up and I just froze. I started to feel dread deep down in my bones and my heart started pounding. I immediately yelled to get back in the car and I got us the hell out. I don’t know if it was because I was very pregnant or not but I instinctively listened to that feeling.
You are alive today bc you did. Always listen to that voice.
Smart
what did you see though ? anything ?
A Grizzly might've been close by
@@hindenberg507 Does it matter? Do you really want to take that chance?
Finally A woman who brings a gun because she's alone.
So many horror stories from reading channels always have a person not bringing a gun because they don't believe in guns
(in meaning they don't BELIEVE in carrying one because they're naive enough to think the world is a peaceful place)
I've seem to disturbed some people on how I phrased my comment. SHEESH😂
Shouldn't say it like that. Nobody on this planet besides infants can disbelieve in guns. They exist and everyone knows it. What you mean to say is that they don't agree with gun ownership.
And they need to know how to use it... I just heard a story about a polar bear attack... and people d|3d because someone did not know that they had to undo the 'safety' before they tried to use it.
@bryanergau6682 seen like a dozen plus videos of car campers having their cars surrounded. Talking about I only have a blade.
@@elithelonewolf2677 reading channels that tell anonymous horror stories are just CreepyPastas! According to those channels thousands of dogmen, bigfoots, Nephilim, goatmen, lizard men and other monsters are running rampant across every forest in the nation eating people everyday! 🙄
@@bryanergau6682 the person's probably quoting what some people have literally said "I don't believe in guns," which is shorthand for not agreeing with gun ownership or that there's a purpose for it in society.
I live in the Deep South, and I have had some strange encounters deep in the bayou. It’s always unnerving when some swamp dude paddles up to you with a gun sitting across his lap asking if you’ve been messing with his drop lines.
A lone camper was savagely murdered by a random psychopath in Montana recently. It was apparently a random encounter. Scary stuff.
About 99% of murders occur in town.
Yes, and the camper even had a shotgun and a revolver in his tent. They were stolen by the killer after he killed him!
30 people are murdered in Chicago every weekend. People are murdered in every city with regularity..
Same thing in N.Arizona. Killed the lone camper and stole his truck and trailer. Az police killed him.
A guy at work said this. His dad and uncle were hiking near their remote cabin. They came upon a freshly dug, empty grave. They booked it out of there. That gave me chills. This was El Dorado county, Ca.
Avid hiker here and I have been in the wilderness in the night and day thank god I always have someone with me I seen and heard weird stuff . Seen strange lights , I have heard people say my name from far away and heard people laugh in the middle of the woods. Seen strange people also walking in the middle of nowhere I’m the middle of the night
Elaborate
@@YaMamaBestFriend Over 13 years ago when I was about 20 I was camping out by myself in black forest mountains. They call it that because even in daylight the forest is so thick that it's pretty dark. Started making my path down and making markings to know my path back. I was in some really thick forest. Seen some really nice waterfalls and streams and animals. The beauty of the forest felt almost magical. On the second day I took a path that was a bit weird looking, not sure how to describe it but just felt ominous but I was hoping to see some new interesting things down that way which it was so awesome looking as if no one had ever been there before and overrun with beautiful nature. Decided to camp there that night. Climbed a tree and was able to stare at the stars and it was beautiful. Later that night I woke up to someone or something walking around my tent for an hour making the weirdest noises like it was a scary sounding animal as if possessed. It was really freaky. I never experienced anything like it and I was too afraid to check and every fiber in my body told me to not find out what that was as if something bad was going to happen if I looked. That morning I followed my instincts and cut my trip short and got started heading out of there and packed up all my gear. I knew it was going to be a long way back since I was back tracking two days worth of hiking in a single day. I was moving really fast and seen nothing following me the entire day. Night falls and I'm about 3 maybe 4 hours away from making it back if I could have kept my current fast pace but sun falls soon after so I start slowing my pace a lot because I don't want to get lost. Almost thought about camping there but really wanted to get out of there. It's starts getting really dark. Two hours pass and I trip over a tree trunk and drop my flashlight which completely shattered the bulb. So now I'm moving around in the dark with no light. This significantly slowed my pace back a lot. Another 4 hours pass and it's pitch black out and I'm barely able to see and moving really slow so I don't get lost and really looking at where I am with my map and trying to see my next tree marking with barley enough night vision to make out where I am and all of a sudden I hear something in the very far distance running really fast and I'm just frozen in fear thinking "Is that sound heading towards me?" Then I hear that crazy possessed demon sound so loud that it was echoing through the entire forest so I was like "fck this" and started running as FAST as I can in the direction I thought I needed to go to get out of the woods because whatever is coming I don't want to find out. I'm going as FAST as I can to get back out of the forest and I trip on another tree trunk and fractured my right wrist trying to brace my fall but I hear that freaking thing getting closer so I get back up and immediately drop all my gear and just ran like the freaking wind for what felt like 20 minutes and I hear it gaining on me then I see street lights and cars in the distance so I go as fast as I can to get out of the forest and when I do make it to the road I listen and don't hear anything behind me and thank God because I'm traumatized at this point and collapse in exhaustion. Someone on the road pulls over and comes up to me and asks if I'm alright and I just told him something was chasing me. I asked for a ride because I dropped all my stuff a ways back in the forest so he gives me a ride to a hotel and he was nice enough to pay for a room for the night. It was around 1 am at this point. I asked for his info so I could pay him back when I can but he didn't want anything which was really nice of him and just told me to take it easy until morning. I called up a friend that night and explained everything that happened and asked if he could come get me and help me find my gear which had all my stuff the next day. That night I couldn't really sleep much because I kept having nightmares of what happened. The next day we did find my stuff after looking for about two hours and when we did it freaked both of us out. Everything was shredded to pieces like I've never seen before as if something with really sharp claws tore at it and it stunk like a foul stench but luckily my wallet was still there and I was able to pay back my friend for coming that far to help me but to this day I haven't gone camping in years
@@OverRule1Jesus man def monsters in the woods me and a buddy got chased on the woods at night one time and it’s terrifying as fuck
@@OverRule1that just sounds bloody scary! Lucky escape!
One thing you should always remember is to NEVER answer your name being called in the forest/wilderness.
You dont even need to be deep in the woods. It is the 90's i am living in Issaquah and working in seattle. It is my habit to get off swing shift, grab a sixer and roll mostly home, walk through the woods down to the park on lake Sammamish to drink my six and watch the sunrise. I did this many times over multiple years.
But one night, I pulled up and got about 15 feet down the trailhead and i just felt something shady. Mind you i am 6'2" 220# and have a washington cpl.
I chose not to walk down my familiar trail that particular evening. Not everything that is "wrong" is actually "wrong" but trust your feeling. When I feel I shouldn't be here, i dip.
Wilderness can be a double edged sword, literally. Back in the early 90’s, I made the mistake of buying a log cabin deep in the high mountains woods in Idaho on 5 acres. It was an old logging community back in the day, with a very scarce population over the years. The area was breathtaking nature at it’s finest and extremely thick wilderness, with miles of stunning forest. I thought it would be an excellent place to stay at for vacations and purchased it from an elderly neighbor that could no longer visit or take care of the property. There were numerous streams and rivers around. I learned the hardest lesson that being in a remote thick forrest and cut off from communications and lots of neighbors can be dangerous to your health. During the second day of a week long stay there, my spouse left to pick up some groceries late in the afternoon and I chose to stay behind, doing a few things in the cabin and I was going to take a nap. Being mountainous, the sun began to quickly set and the shadows of the massive trees and darkness in the forrest took over. To my dismay and horror, someone began stocking me on the property, slowly creeping closer to the cabin I was in. This was no animal as the steps were very measured… just a few steps and when twigs would break, whoever it was halted, sometimes for a couple of minutes. Crazily, as they got closer, they would tap what sounded like a branch or a stick at times, like they were taunting me. My gut instinct of danger went thru the roof over the course of 30- 40 minutes that felt like a century passing, as I felt malevolent intent, with no idea how far this situation was going to go. The car was obviously gone, yet they knew I was in there and it turned into a little game. Reading this may not sound like much but when it got to the point of tapping against trees right behind the trees leading to the cabin, I was physically shaking and crouched down underneath the window. (They could see in but I could not see them… the trees were too fat, numerous and the forrest to thick to see who it was. I immediately realized I had no gun either and scrambled on the floor to grab a kitchen knife… wondering when the hell my spouse would arrive. For about 10 - 15 minutes I stopped peering out any of the windows trying to see who was out there but instead, crouched, staring at the locked back cabin door, honestly questioning if that day would be my last because they were within perhaps 30 -50 feet of the cabin and their behavior was beyond intrusive and bizarre. My heart was beating so fast and hard I felt it in my throat. I was literally shaking. Thank God for me and luckily enough, my spouse drove up and I immediately ran out the front door toward the sound of our vehicle to the road. Whoever it was retreated and nothing more sinister occurred. Not only did I never stay behind alone in that cabin but we left early that week. After returning home, we eventually sold the property. To this day, even with cell phones readily available now, I have never viewed remote forrest or park areas the same again and I have never camped out at or vacationed again in a remote forested area. Be safe and armed in remote areas, no how gorgeous an area may appear.
Sasquatch
Every single story comment you fuckers never use paragraphs
@cocobeachvillage4310 FYI cell phones don't work in many wooded or rural areas so they would not provide much comfort.
Thanks mate ! That cured my constipation
This 100% sounds like other people's stories of experiences with Sasquatch.
I had a friend who lived in a very isolated house in a remote valley in Wales, the valley was surrounded by thick Woods they had been there for a few months and in the first Winter thee area was struck by a heavy blizzard with thick snow fall during part of the night, which left leaving , thick blanket of snow all around they got up in the morning to find multiple footprints around the house and outbuildings, they had not been out in the night and it appeared that a number of people had been wondering around the property in the during the night, they tracked the tracks and they disappeared into the woods, they never experienced this again but could not fathom who and why people would trudge through sich awful weather to this remote location during the dark unless there was some sinister intent
Snow inspectors. Checking to see if your friend had his snow licence.
Lol @@Halbared
It's Wales mate. It was probably some of the locals who'd gotten drunk at the pub and momentarily forgotten where they lived.
Sounds like they already knew of the place, possibly had been there...and thought to seek shelter out there during the challenging weather. They might have noticed the owner being there and left,
They thought you had sheep in there.
I’m from Louisiana. My father & grandpa raised us in the woods & bayou all of our lives. Their number one rule was to never go alone, because why? It’s simply unintelligent to do so. Preferably someone who runs slower than you do.
Some high school friends of mine and I went camping once in a national forest off the trails. We went super remote and found a nice spot for the weekend. A day into the trip around noon while we were cleaning up at a creek, a random dude with no gear walked up to us. He didn't say a word but just seemed to check us out and leave. That night, we assumed it was him, he was walking around our tent after we had all gone to bed. Again, he didn't say anything. The next day we were so spooked by it that we left early. I'll always remember his red and black flannel shirt, but for some reason I cannot remember his face at all.
A ghost of a dead camper maybe
Always trust that gut feeling as it will not fail you ...😊
I can say that I always lived in cities and years ago i moved to the woods. Months after living there you develop like a sixth sense. Even that you can´t see someone you feel like there´s someone there. It happened to me several times. I sensed and when i went to see if someone was there, it was. Always.
Imagine how terrifying it was for our ancestors who could only see as far as the fire light...
its called amenita muscaria. make em see farther at night
@@WorldV1ralDa1lyAnd is very dissociative and causes nausea. Great choice.
A lot of fear is enculturated. There was no "scary loner in the woods" trope 10,000 years ago.
@@jumpinjohnnyrussAbsolute nonsense. The "trope" doesn't need to exist. life exists outside of pop culture tropes & the dark & unknown noises are instinctively terrifying for humans.
I lived it for 3 weeks. It's terrifying but after a while you get used to it. Also had a loyal dog, AR-15 and a head lamp so it wasn't all that bad. Still scary when humans start moving towards you without a light or without announcing themselves, I'm not smart by any means but when I feel threatened that fight or flight is insane.
Was camping in a forest by this big lake a few years back, this lake was in the centre of the forest and you could see the tree line all the way around it. I was with five friends and around midnight this man approached us. He stood and spoke for around twenty mins asking if we were local and so on, but throughout, he makes out that he's just walking by and didn't know we would be there.
He leaves, and my pal Stuart just starting packing his stuff, saying, "Nope, I'm not sleeping here tonight". We're all confused as it was his idea in the first place, he looks at us and says "didn't want to freak yous out, but he stood across there spying on us from those trees for about an hour".
We kinda play this off, then we look over and sure enough this man is stood on the other side of the lake, in the water up to his knees, just staring across at us.
The guy was probably just fishing at night
@@josephking1502 Perhaps, but always best to play it safe than to find out it's something else.
I have a similar story.
It was my last few days camping alone in a very remote forest, also lakeside. One night it was so eerily quiet it made me feel pretty uneasy. Something you notice.
After cooking dinner I began to feel a little ill and at the same time kept hearing noises from across the lake. Like branches breaking and occasionally loud splashes. Every now and then i'd see a flashlight moving through the woods. I was certain nobody on that side of the lake was camping there. It was way too rugged. I started listening to a podcast to try and distract myself as the sun was setting every now and then my stomach telling me i'd eaten something bad.
I then remembered a couple on the trail into the forest had said they'd seen a strange man hanging around the lake, they said to just keep an eye out. They'd run across him on their hike and said he seemed a bit odd. I didn't think too much of it, I could handle myself. Maybe it was him?
By this time it was getting very dark but had some little moon light reflecting on the lake so you could make out a few reflections on the lake. No wind. Very peaceful. Again, I saw a light of a torch followed by a red light like a laser or something pointing in my direction. WTF. The laser in my direction really freaked me out. Maybe some kids playing a trick on me? But all the way out here, in the middle of nowhere?
Now I was feeling very sick, like it was sudden food poisoning making my way through my system but I decided to go check it out this area with my flash light and to take my knife just in case.
As i'm walking over to the general direction of the sounds, everything went super silent. So I stopped in my tracks and looked into the forest. Then all of sudden I completely and utterly shit myself from the food poisoning.
I sprinted into the water, which was ice cold, to wash myself off but my bowel movements kept going underwater. Like someone had turned on a jet underwater. I was freezing and in such discomfort. I stripped out of my pants and left them on the shore and tried to quickly make my way around the lake without any pants. I needed to get back to my fire to warm up before getting into my sleeping bag. I could barely feel my feet. After warming up I was curled up in my sleeping bag desperately trying to sleep and forgetting about the man across the lake, when my stomach began growling again and i'm desperately trying to get out my sleeping bag but the zipper is stuck I end up shitting myself again in the sleeping bag. In my panic i'm now covered in shit.
Eventually I slept naked next to fire wrapped in a beach towel. I barely slept. The sounds and lights stopped. I packed up my things before heading out as the sun came up. As I was driving out I saw the man on the side of the road holding my stained sleeping bag under his arm.
@@bradenrodriguez5183man the shits will get u no matter where you are. I’m afraid of my own bowels sometimes. It’s troublesome.
@@bradenrodriguez5183 lmao damn, what a terrible experience. Very nice descriptions, especially of you shitting under the water lol.
Sounds like the man was maybe homeless if he was willing to take your shit covered sleeping bag, or just cleaning up the area.
But either way a person walking around in the dark close to you is scary, especially if you're going to sleep there.
I was a manager at a mini mart. I man walked in and I immediately felt the hair on the back of my neck go up. He robbed me. Stick to your gut....and your hairs! cyber hugs.
It's very, very, very true that we feel the "predator" gaze. Just like this woman was talking about in the video. You knew instinctively he was there for hostile intent. Glad you survived.
@@DavidThomas-qq4hf Thank you, you are a kind person.
On a trail my dogs and I had hiked several times and felt very comfortable on, we had a strange thing happen. The dogs were on a scent about 20 yards ahead. A very normal thing but in a way not. They were sniffing the ground, then the air, leaf tips extending into the trail, looking at each other as to confer, then repeating. I got a strange feeling and called them back. I did not want to but a very strong feeling compelled me to. When they passed me and headed the back down the trail I could not shake the feeling. I continued to look up the trail. For quite some time I stood there, not knowing why, but also not wanting to turn my back. Finally I turned to leave. Still had a vulnerable sense. I did not make a full turn before I was looking back up the trail. I saw a very large mountain lion standing up from cover only 3 feet off the trail and maybe 10 feet ahead of where the dogs were. It apparently was waiting for me to turn. It froze for a moment looking directly into my eyes. With our eyes locked it continued slinking very slowly across the narrow trail disappearing into the heavy brush/trees on the opposite side. It's ability to communicate with it's eyes put our human gibberish immediately into new perspective. Chilling. Volumes were spoken. I saw eternity there. As it's eyes faded into the cover it struck me that the tail seemed too way too long for it's body. Strange. As the tail tip disappeared the odd feeling left me. A more pragmatic realization that my animals and I could be flanked was mixed with a wonder at how absolutely perfectly it had chosen it's ambush. (In my humble opinion.) For some reason I feel more fear now than I did that day as we made our way back to the truck. I felt amateurish as I evaluated situations trying to avoid another ambush while not wanting to alert the dogs and have them follow it to their death. They were quite used to being "top dog" "no fear". As I write this I can begin to see why indigenous tribes have a shamanistic/spiritual view these beings. Nature has always been my temple.
I was on that small mountain right outside Vegas after dark to take a cool pic of the city at night. On my way down i kinda lost yhe trail even walking with a flashlight I ended up hoping down some decent sized rocks and ended up shining my light on a very odd looking "man" who was climbing up with no lights when I said hey he just stared at me completely blank faced with black eyes. I kept going down as fast as i could but I'll never forget this encounter something was definitely different about this guy
Like a "black eyed kid" but adult version? Yeah black eyes ain't normal. Glad u made it out of there
Black eyes like from a beating? Or literal black eyes?
@DazarAlor like his eyes were all black like all pupil. It was dark and he had no light so his pupils would be larger than normal but it was more than that. Like a demon.
@@bigcapt81 thats creepy af. That would turn me into an olympic climber and runner on the spot there.
Not unlike the black eyed babies?
It's not unplausable to think we still have a primal instinct to know when we're being watched or hunted
I think thats beyond question. We absolutely have an primordial animalistic sixth sense for unseen danger - imagined or lurking on the edge of our direct awareness.
That def served me well a few times
I had that feeling often but I was a street cop for 33 years. I don’t go anywhere without at least a handgun.
Wbu if ur in California
Typical cop mentality, always dependent on a gun to feel safe. Pathetic
@@derriklee287 yea well Chief when you have had the shit hit the fan as many times as I have you would feel the same way. Just because nothing bad has ever happened to you doesn’t mean it won’t. I’d rather have it and not need it than need it and not have it.
@@mz.weiners187 well I guess if your in the communist state of CA your just screwed if something happens.
Lol. You big Jessie
Been saying for years David Paulides of “Missing 411” has to be on Jre
He has tried multiple times. Joe rogan will not respond. Joe rogan is an agent for the matrix.
2:30 That is why you always go armed when hiking or camping etc. You can be a 80 lbs girl with a 9mil strap to your thigh and your suddenly able to face down almost any threat. Not to mention it gives you a confidence boost so you can enjoy your time with nature more rather than worrying about how you would defend yourself.
Anybody that grew up in a rural area can tell you a story about the time they were walking through the woods & instinctively turned around for no other reason other than "sense" only to realize a deer or the like has been watching you. There's definitely some kind of....thing.
I decided to test the primal instinct thing in college once. I saw a girl crossing the quad with her back to me. She was close to 100 yards away. I stared at the back of her head intently and she suddenly stopped, turned and looked right back at me. It was uncanny but she clearly felt me looking at her. There was no one else on the quad for her to look at.
Always trust your instincts!
There have been studies that show people can intuit when you they are being watched or stared at.
@@notsocrates9529any references?
@@Disinfo321 Nope. It is not my job to spoonfeed or regurgitate information for people who do not know how to use a search engine. You know what? I made it all up after a dream I had.
@@notsocrates9529 I use google scholar, and I couldn’t find anything proving people can sense people staring at them. You didn’t even provide a methodology to make sense of such conclusions. I was genuinely curious but now I just know you’re a tool.
Had an incident a few years back on a hunting trip. Had a friend of the family with land. About 150 acres in the middle of nowhere. We ran a tree nursery on a small portion of it. Ran it for decades, with permission, of course. Used the rest of the property to hunt and owned the 60 acre plot next to it. Put the nursery on their side because our side was all ridges and cliffs, and we carved out a dirt road that straddled the two property lines so we could get to both sides easily, and built a small house on our side that we used as a sort of lodge. Eventually, we sold our plot but kept the nursery, and the guy we sold it to got cancer and never got around to doing anything with it. Was never out there. His family was never out there. It was effectively abandoned.
Went in to hunt one morning. No one's around, but you could tell someone had been in the old house, even as dark as it was at 4am. It was obvious, as the house only sat about twenty feet off the road. No one should have been there, especially since the property was behind an electric fence and the road was gated. We checked the house. Empty. Didn't look like anyone had been in it for about a month or so, so we go about our business. We gear up, load up, and head on up the ridge into the woods. Property is about ninety miles from the closest town, and we're now way out into the woods. Out there for about seven hours. Don't hear a sound except for falling twigs and squirrels. Don't see a single buck. Decide to call it a day and head back to the truck.
When we come out of the tree line into the nursery, there's a guy with a rifle looking at my truck. He notices us and starts demanding to know why we're trespassing. We explain that we're not, that we have permission to be on this side of the property line and that we know who owns the other side because we're the ones that sold it, and he ain't who we sold it to. We continue to argue, and as we're arguing, I noticed seven other meth-head-looking guys with ARs coming up the hill behind the house. They stopped about thirty feet from us and formed a half-circle behind us while we kept arguing with the main dude. We're basically in a standoff at this point and there's absolutely no one around for miles and there's no cell reception, and all we've got are two bolt actions and two pistols. Luckily, as game wardens are like to do, the game warden happened appear out of nowhere. Came walking up the road. That put a stop to it.
Long story short, these guys had been squatting on the property on and off for the better part of two years without anyone knowing. They were parking the camper they lived out of at an old cemetery several miles away and they would hike all the way up to the property from there to poach and smoke meth. One of them knew the grandson of the guy that bought our half of the property and I guess led his upstanding band of whimsical do-gooders out there to party.
Meth heads miles away from meth?
Glad You are alive to tell this story
@signalfire6 The town closest to the property is known for it. What isn't cooked in that town comes in through the truckstop and makes the rounds. Also lots of old farm houses down in pretty much abandoned hollows where people set up temporary labs, or they'll move old run-down trailers in and cook out of those. So you get little pockets that spring up here and there, and everyone that lives or owns land out there gets caught in the middle. Been like that for about ten-ish years now. And yes, it's as cliché as it sounds. Not uncommon for people to find squatters on their property. Byproduct of the closest city taking a "tough stance" on the homeless population, which just meant bulldozing all of the encampments and running them out of city limits. Now they're all over the place, especially along the main highway that runs out towards the town I'm talking about, hence the issues at the truckstop and along the small river that cuts through the town. Highway runs over it. Their main encampment is under that overpass, and when it gets cold (15° average by late December), they end up spreading out and braking into anywhere that gets them out of the weather, and those spots usually turn into drug dens. Then the police and the sheriff's department spend the summer breaking them up. Then the cycle starts over a little worse every year.
Mystical creatures, game wardens.
@@rollastoney They're the antithesis of Bigfoot. No one's looking for 'em, but they always turn up.
The city makes me nervous. Not the woods.
Unless you run into someone in the woods where there really shouldn't be anyone. That's the point.
An empty alleyway is basically the woods in the city
The suburbs make me nervous. Not the city. Nit the woods.
Thats because every major urban area votes blue by tradition and ignorance. Of course you dont feel safe there. You may as well go swimming around the Great Barrier Reef in a suit made of raw fish.
@@lockandloadlikehelllmao. Delusional af
1 totally understand what she's talking about.
2 gut instinct is primal. We as a species have trained our brain to ignore it. Trying to be to intellectual. Don't ignore it!! ✌🏻❤️🙏🏻
Never sneak up on people in the woods.
Really?! Shit, I've been sneaking up on people in the woods. Now it makes sense why everyone shouts at me
@@user-zy9yg2eu5t No, we just don’t like people setting up tents and begging so we yell at you.
No shit Sherlock
Never go into the woods.
The ocean and the woods hold mysterious will never fully understand. I can tell you this from experience, things have happened to me in the woods that made no sense to me. I’ve encountered let’s just call them “things” that you can see freeze time and it’s like you and that entity are the only things moving. I’ve never been around anything I felt was bad intentions in the woods but I’ve been helped by spirits. It’s a long story but I’ll tell you this, nature holds it own reality.
Or maybe since humans evolved from prey animals we have deep primordial imaginings/neuroses that have kept us alive….
I've had friends come from out of nowhere. Thank God. Literally. 🙏🙏🙏
I’m that lone guy in the woods. Always my dog and me. I always have Mr Sauer with me too. I quit solo backpacking over 10 years ago though. Even if only one relatively minor thing goes wrong, suddenly your life may be altered. But people… they freak me out a little. You have to be shrewd beyond some peoples’ evil.
Kind of suspicious that the “old logger friend” knew about the “visitors” before she told another soul. So the old “friend” either ran into the guys who must’ve been talking to folks at the bar etc about what they did, or he was in on it/one of the visitors. Who would get on the CB and tell everyone listening about a crime you just committed? How else would the old friend have found out unless the bad guys were friendly enough with him to tell him or he was in on it?
Was thinking the same
What was the crime they committed?
@@larrycrowne8330 tresspassing
Very suspect. That’s the most alarming part of her experience for me.
Criminals and drunks talk.
In October 1988 my wife and I were on our honeymoon in the smokies. We were on a trail and ran across three mountain men. They were ok but it made me nervous
My buddy and I hiking back along a long trail from a lake at almost midnight in Canada were suddenly terrified to see a man come into our flashlight view going the opposite direction. Scared the shit out of us because it was so remote and so late at night you never would have guessed there would be anyone even remotely around us. We froze and he walked right passed us without saying a word. What was truly terrifying was he was walking in PITCH BLACK darkness without so much as a candle. I mean it was so dark that night you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. We could never figure out how he knew where he was walking…
Lol maybe he could tell for a while by your flashlight. No idea after he passed you though.
@@DavidThomas-qq4hf That's just it! Had he had a flashlight? We would have easily seen it coming. But no. Suddenly he was there and then disappeared back into the darkness. Was weird and creepy....
I will say I had gone to camp up in the mountains and a few of the councilers would make us walk at night pitch dark without lights and oddly enough it was kinda nice because after like 30 minutes you can kinda see what is around you because your eyes adjust it is weird but they would tell us that when our ancient ancestors lived their eyes could probably see better than ours because they had no lights to see at night and naturally our eyes adjust to light and dark, even tho it is weird I feel it is kinda a natural thing even for some strange people to walk at night without lights it always reminds me of that experience which was very calm oddly because you really have a feel of your senses in the pitch dark therapeutic in a way
On another note tho when I was younger we did have a local pedophile that my father caught peeking at our house from the treeline but after my father basically sacred him away at gunpoint he never went back behind our house again even tho that creep never would have done anything still is eerie knowing someone was tryna watch me and my little sister
I do that on shrooms. As long as it isn’t dangerously uneven ground I can keep a trail even on the blackest of nights.
It's good to see you back on utube Joe! I have missed you!
Get Dave Paulides on the show. It would be epic. He is a brilliant man who is on to something crazy happening in the wilderness all over the world!
Can confirm. Do not trust people you meet in the woods. I got chased by a known serial killer by my house in the woods when I was a kid up Northern Canada.
It was dusk so I didn't see his face but his voice still haunts me. I jumped down a cliff to get away from him and he yelled I could run all I wanted but my pretty blonde hair made me easy to spot. I crawled through the ditches and Culverts all the way home cause he was driving up and down the roads trying to find me before I made it home.
Called the police once I got home but they never came.... That's what shotguns are for I guess 🤷
Gavin de Becker in his great book “The Gift of Fear” says our gut instinct and fears come from small clues that our conscious mind may not process.
That last mountain lion question LOL. My high school girl friend lived in Victor Colorado outside the actual town limits a few miles. She called me freaking out one morning, gotten up got ready for school and there was a mountain lion sitting by her car. She said as she was talking to me and moving around the house it was following her circling the house. There house was remote enough most the walls were just windows large windows all around. It was following her stalking her to see if she tried to use a different exit. I don't know if that's average intelligence, but that's a crafty cat. She ended up calling the police and it left as they arrived. Never will I forget the fear in her voice.
I feel like that all the time in a urban area looking out in a street and someone is hiding in the shadows of the trees.
“Slow Horses” got me checking every mirror in every car I walk by in the city
@@CantTellYou it's no biggie to me I was into cold cases and paranormal long before it became popular.
I love the woods!! Grew up in Maine suburbs but spent summers on Sebago Lake . Hiking in Maine and New Hampshire, camping, ended up living in the foothills of the Blue Mountains with neighbors I couldn’t see, woods all around. The scariest thing that ever happened was finding out a human was living back there. He broke into my friends house while she was napping, she came out screaming and yelling at him, not the smartest thing to do,but he ran off. The backwoods were manicured and my daughter spent a lot of time back there. Would listen to the local t.v. Station to find out if there were any brown bears nearby since I had a one year old. Our house was surrounded by blackberries and raspberries. We had a huge grape vine,so ya there were animals around. I think some people are realizing that it’s time to get back to nature. I have fond memories of seeing both moose and deer drinking from a small pond. It was peaceful. Simple. No stress. So yea some people get it while the others are just ruining the nature to build homes,malls and whatever and they want to complain that there are bear or moose or wolves etc. coming into their yards, eating their pets or digging through their trash. Well that was their home first. I don’t understand why there is so much homeless while there is so much building going on. I live in N.C. With the woods being my backyard and have enjoyed seeing a deer or two. Now the big companies are coming in and deforesting the land, and I’m about ready to move again. She is right people are more scarier than animals.
I call that feeling she is mentioning, dread, because thats the best way to explain it. I have felt it twice, once i was in the woods, the second was more strange, i was walking my dog down the backroads of my small hometown in texas and we have to cross a railroad track, wed done this all the time, but one day my dog stopped, he never needed a leash he was a giant teddy bear scared of his own shadow, but he stopped dead in our tracks at the concrete slab that started the crossing. He looked terrified, eyes wide as pies, and i said, alright ill go without you, expecting him to loose his nerve and catch up, but after 100 yards, he just sat there stairing at me scared. I looked around and just felt the emptiness of life around me, like we where the only two creatures in sight, and one of them was me. That kinda freaked me out for whatever reason so i started walking back and thats when i got the feeling, the closer i got to what i assumed was the safer spot, the more worried i got that i wasnt going to make it, nothing happened to us. But a week later a man got hit in that very crossing and died. For whatever thats worth. Town so small before the accident we didn't have those beeping arms that would drop down, it was literally just a crossing with a sign that said train.
The other time i was just laying my head on the rock looking at the stars when everything got quiet, my imagination started playing and i got that feeling, i didn't care nor move, i had a romanian psl with me 😂
I have almost been jumped multiple times in my teens. One time I was near a beach with a cousin and I said turn around jump over this wall out of view and run NOW and he laughed at me, the next second behind us over 20 people chased us on bikes, running, and a quadbike. Had I done that any later we’d have gotten it - bad.
Edit for context: they were hiding behind a wall in front of us to our right, we were walking straight and if we walked any further forward they’d have been behind us and there’d be no escape.
This also happened two more times when it was completely illogical to do, but I just knew. It’s a sense of dread that can’t be explained, and I’m not necessarily a paranoid person but I think my subconscious made observations that were atypical and I knew danger was imminent.
by over 20 people? i find that hard to believe.
@@kosmicsloth86 How is that hard to believe? I was in a rival area and in my teens I was fighting all the time. I was set up on one of the occasions - where 20 is a massive understatement.
When things go quiet in the woods, leave immediately and don’t run whatever you do.
Thats funny. I live in norway. We dont say hi to strangers unless were in the woods 😂
I got that feeling once in central CA at an old abandoned gas station. There was a chemical spill on the highway so we had to drive through all these abandoned towns in the middle of no where - there were towns all covered in dust and tumble weeds. We pulled into a gas station that looked like a barn and got out to pee. We realized it was abandoned and were stretching our legs when suddenly I got overwhelmed by a sense of evil - it was so intense that it felt like a fist gripped my heart with fear. There was a dark window at the top of the barn and I felt something in there staring down at us. I turned in terror toward my friend and her eyes were wide with horror as well - we both felt it at the exact same time! We dove back into the car and peeled out of there! I couldn't bare to look and see if there was someone standing in the window. This was 20 years ago and we still talk about it.
There are weird things at night between Fresno and Bakersfield I used to drive a Semi , Wyoming makes me uneasy in some parts too
@@Manny-po5sewhat weird things? Elaborate please
@@josh48315 tall shadows darker than black not friendly, some are curious ,they are not the only things out there , it’s supernatural it does not make any sense or logic we know nothing , but they appear to some people , often with native family lineage I think it’s the same ones in Yosemite and the same ones that took that truck driver that abandoned the truck and he was later found in water.
@@Manny-po5se skinwalkers?
@ I have no idea, but for Instance Yosemite has a high number of disappearances it’s n1 national park for people vanishing, and there are legends of tall shadows wearing hats walking the ridges…. Also the Family that died within seconds 2 years ago they said it was heatstroke even the dog died next to them , and an account of one guy encounters with these beings in between Fresno and Bakersfield at night , heavy machine operator driving in to the agricultural field , he saw a bunch of them one saw him approached him and messaged him telepathically to be quiet, the others are not friendly, he got sick from being near that thing.
Have the blicky on you at all times in them woods.
This is why you should always carry!
They were gonna rape her. What a genuinely terrifying story.
40 yrs. ago I went camping with two friends in Feb. I went for a hike with one of them following a creek that flowed by our campsite. We probably had gone out about 2 miles and upon turning back we took notice of somebody in the distance through the timber who appeared to be digging. We sat there for about half an hour watching him labor at his task. Between us we couldn't figure out what he might have been doing in the middle of a state forest, except perhaps burying a dead body. On that possibility there was no way that we were going to approach this individual to satisfy our curiosity. For when you think about it, this sort of thing goes on a lot more than anybody probably wishes to contemplate.
Digging with a shovel or hands?
Probably a shovel, perhaps even a pick, as the soil in that area is very rocky.
I remember I did an off trail hike then camp. I was miles and miles away from anyone. I was 10 miles off a main trail. Hadn’t seen anyone all day even on the main trail previously. Once I got to the top I put my gear behind some trees and a bush. I walked around for 5 mins or so. I came back to my pack and bent down. Saw 2 guys. No packs. Once they peaked the hill they looked around and walked around like they were looking for something or me. Once they got near where I was they would have eventually saw me so I quietly said “careful….if you’re looking for me..I’m right here and that’s bad news for you” they immediately got scared and acted weird. They said no we saw you on the mail trail and we followed you because we thought you knew a secret spot. For 10 miles they followed me but not once did I hear or see them behind me. People are weird. You can be in the middle of nowhere and rest assured people are close by.
Or planting weed.
I totally agree with that. I just visited NH and did some hiking. The concierge at the hotel warned of bears being out and about. The person I was with told me to be careful when I left for a walk. I responded with, "the animals don't scare me, the humans do."
I'm a 5'2", 115 lb woman. If anyone wanted to harm me, I would be scrappy and fight dirty, but I know how it would probably end.
Ive spent most of my life in the mountains And this is the way I feel when I go to a city
Ok...I've only ever have told this to my brother, and he didn't really understand. When I was 15 or 16 back in the mid 90s we lived on a farm. The closest neighbor was a half mile away, and our driveway was a 1/4 mile long. We would skip school to go out to the different wooded areas and just hang out or explore. We live in northern Iowa. We've been all over the place, and went to the woods here and there around the property. You had to walk across some fields to get there. One day I was out there by myself and things got quiet. You know, creepy quiet. Everything stopped making noise. No birds, squirrels, nothing. Which was weird but I didn't think anything of it tlreally at the time. All of a sudden I experienced the most intense dred I've ever felt. I have a hard time explaining it, and it doesn't come close to doing it justice. It was the most intense, primal fear you could possibly experience out of nowhere. I did hear anything, see anything, or smell anything at all. I sprinted a mile home. It's the fastest I've ever ran, and I had the impression I was going to die. That something saw me as prey. When I got home I ran inside, and went into a shivering, out of control crying fit, and had no idea why. We don't have bears, wolves, or mountain lions. I can't explain what happened, but it never happen again while we lived there, but then again I didn't go into any woods by myself since then to this day. The experience rocked me to my core, and I had I very rough childhood. I've been through some things. I don't jump at shadows. Nor was I sheltered in any way. These were woods we were familiar with. So it wasn't some fear generated by being in a strange new place either.
You were chased out of the woods by most likely bigfoot, possibly dogman.
Dogman
100%
Bigfoot
This does sound like the effects of infrasound so this could have also been a large cat. Just saying
I have never understood why some women put themselves in dangerous situations by being alone out in middle of nowhere. Why ??
Same reasons men do, you drive a dodge and voted for Biden didn't you?
Your response is politics versus safety ?
@Astraea7522 you must have a bunch cats.
As opposed to living in an over-crowded high-crime city?
It shouldn't be scary and unsafe but it is. No doubt those creeps would have assaulted her and left her for dead. If she hadn't had that gun it would have happened. The equalizer saves lives because it can take them.
C-PTSD makes you drop all assumptions in a bad situation, it's reactionary the adrenaline takes over and you do whatever it is you do without question. I truly rely on my instincts and instinctually follow through. Been there, done that. I'm not being being any persons victim
Rogan was real dense in this one “were they menacing?” ….sir
I thought so too. Young men are sometimes oblivious to how differently men and women experience the world.
I’m a single female, not timid or fearful but I always think about safety when I’m out and about alone. Situational awareness, have keys ready in my hand, be alert. Don’t look or behave like a victim. ).
I’m surprised Joe didn’t understand that two men approaching a single woman in the middle of nowhere is a threat until and unless she can determine they are not. Two drunk men means she’s outnumbered, physically disadvantaged, and she’s dealing with the additional problems of poor judgement, lowered inhibitions and likely increased aggression from the alcohol. Maybe Joe just didn’t want to assume anything and was trying to get her to provide more detail.
when I'm hiking, there's always that expectation of absence and when you come across a strange human like yourself who's being quiet and just enjoying the sound of nature, there's something very eerie about it. in that moment, you're not in society. anything could happen, you're hoping for the other persons respect and humanity, but let's face it. You don't know. Your instincts become heightened, and your survival mechanisms kick in which which is where the fear and paranoia come from.
Grew up in rural Missouri most of my life and than spent 8 years in the 82nd 1st/504th and 3 years with Triple Canopy. Even camping and hiking in northern Maine around Calais I carry my EDC and typically my Maxim PDW in my ruck. I’m not going down without taking a few of your friends with me
I’ve listened to thousands of people who’ve had experiences with Sasquatch in remote places and this is a very common theme.
Those men were trying to tell her about her car insurances extended warranty program and she pulls a gun.😅
"I said I don't want it GOD DAMN IT!" 😨👉💥
Mountain lions and other predators will kill beyond need sometimes. They can be opportunistic when prey drive kicks in.
If their bellies are full it's too much effort to kill, but if they have empty tummies (but well-fed otherwise) they will kill beyond need because it's "fun."
Like all cats, they are nature's blood-thirsty psychopaths.
I know cats and will play with their food. At least my cat does.
@@98erics
I've seen well predators go after livestock/wild prey for zero good reason.
@Astraea7522house cats don't worry about fighting something and getting hurt to the extent it could lead to death like wild animals do. Doesn't really make sense to compare them.
Typical wild cat behaviour
Always have a couple of Akita with you. Used them to hunt bears for a reason.
Yah I agree. If you're going to have a dog in a rural or wilderness area have something formidable that at least gives you a chance to defend yourself.
Yup,lived in mountains in north idaho and had an american akita,she would if she had to die for me to protect me
I have a kangal.
Always trust your gut instincts unless you have a death wish 💀
Yes. Our gut instinct is the voice of God; it's our spidey-sense and IF you listen to it, it'll never fail you.
"I told you so!"
Your gut.
💯💪😎
…….imo, #1 item on list of things I’ll need in the woods, is a dog. Choose a breed that thrives in that kind of environment and nothing will get anywhere near your site, ever, without you having ample time to prepare for a possible engagement.
2 or 3
My 6 yr old was scared one night and he was so serious:
"Im not scared of monsters, Im scared of people. "
I was once crossing through a caravan park cos the bridge from there took you to over the railway line to the beach. A man in his 20's passed me and I had the worst feeling as he looked at me as he walked past us going in the opposite direction. I got to the bridge and turned round and he was heading back towards us. I yelled at the kids as they were now on the other side of the bridge. I ran over to get the 4 kids and at the top of the bridge I could see this guy circle round some caravans and come back to the bridge and as I ran through the dunes rounding up the kids I could see him crouch down and watch us through the railing. I was really terrified. We were so lucky that a couple of families appeared going back to the park and I joined them, had phoned my husband to come get us and the guy walked on. That was such a powerful sixth sense it nearly knocked me over. Never ignore it!!
It is annoying to watch interviews where the host must extract words from the clenched jaws of the guest. If you came to tell your story, feel free to tell it!
Reminds me of 2 occasions… the first was when a public road turned to a dirt track and I could feel someone didn’t want me there so I got the hell out. The second was a false alarm from an American friend staying with me in the Australian bush… I took off for an hour or so to get cell service. When I got back I found him huddled in a corner with a sharpened stick thinking something or someone was taunting him with demonic clown like laughter… that’s just the sounds the cute Australian possums make 😂 I’m just glad I didn’t wet myself with laughter when I realised what was going on. Poor bugger didn’t realise the teepee was more than enough protection from those lil cuties
Happened to me when I was 13. A new neighbor across the woods about 300ft suddenly appeared when I was listening to my Walkman laying on a slanted fallen tree.
She was 16-22ish from what I thought and had long dark hair, a maroon wool sweater and jeans on. She seemed tall like 6ft. I was almost 6ft at the time. She just stood there and didn't stay anything for 10 minutes not shifting her posture at all. I kept glancing at her with my periphery and it kept getting stranger.
At the end of the 10 minutes, I felt it was safer to ditch this girl and run home. When I got to my drive way up the hill I looked back and she was no where in sight.
Fast forward a year laterish, she became my babysitter at 14 because my parents didn't trust me alone during the summer when they went on vacation. Her name was Barbara. She was 18 it turned out. She was definitely weird and didn't speak much. She would watch TV in our living room and act like a parent to me.
By the end of the summer, I was having sex with her and she got pregnant, and the family moved away to split us up. Never knew what happened to the baby. Always been waiting for some odd meet up out of the blue one day. Never happened. That was about 30 years ago.
I've had dreams of meeting the kid and it turns out he is a boy named Connor. Who knows.
Knew it was fake as soon as you claimed to be having sex with her 😂
@@IMHip2why does that mean it's fake? Happens wayyyy more than you think. One of my first sex encounters was an 18 yo girl when I was 14.
Now THAT'S a story
Wtf bro make movie out of this could make good bucks
Keep that ish to yourself it’s not even slightly related
Dogs are the best security system you can have, with one exception. They have been known to cause bear encounters opposed to thwarting them. I was surprised to find this out.
That's happened here in Alaska. Unleashed dogs brought a bear back. One dog was killed as I recall.
Takes a real man that's been in the deep woods late at night to understand I 100% would rather see a bear in the woods than a man ahaha.
Exactly
100% true I hike at night in the Appalachian mountains and allways say my biggest fear is another man nothin else
I don’t think I got that (for women) until her story. I would still rather meet a man as a man. Most do not intend harm and I have a good chance coming out on top if they do. But I get that bears are no match for men when it comes to ill intent.
@@Domn879 I always try to explain that a man who would never consider the risk of attacking a wmn in civilization might find it an irrisistible, low risk opportunity in the wilderness. It's close to "would you R a wmn if you knew you'd never get caught".
@ I totally get that. Its the same for straight up murder, so plays on the mind of men too though obviously we are usually a far riskier target.
I was back-packing in Australia and ran ahead of my now wife to take some pictures of a bay she didn’t want to walk to. This was the middle of nowhere. While I was away a guy appeared and opened with ‘hey beautiful’ (she is). He quizzed her about what she was doing there and she mentioned me and that i’d be back soon. He said ‘you don’t have to lie if you are on your own. I’m not a weirdo’, then sat down right next to her. This was when I reappeared and he leaped up and ran away. I ran but I only reached my wife and he was gone into the dune grass. Never again will I run ahead.
My friend and I were mountain biking on a trail in the woods when we both jammed on our breaks to stop. Lying on the trails path with not a human in sight was a duffle bag. It looked full. Of what, we could only imagine. "You open it" "No, you open it" this went on for 45 seconds. We never opened it out of sheer terror. I alway wonder what was in that well placed duffle bag. Was it a trap? Was it drugs? Was it cash? Was it body parts. Or just maybe somebody's trash. This was 30 years ago. I still can see the color of that bag and smell the autumn leaves whenever I think about it. Guess I'll never know.
2006 I was in Las Vegas and fresh back from a deployment amd two girls invited me up to the room .. i was 21 and drunk but I remember reading a text in the reflection of the elevator the girl said we have him get the Dr ready. .. and a voice said get out ..
Yikes
Your Soul is made up of Energy. Your body can feel another person's Energy. When you get the feeling people call Gut Instinct I believe that's your Soul feeling the malevolent Soul energy of the other person
Amen
Recent murder in Montana where a stranger killed a man at his camp drives this home. Suspect said the man was friendly and offered him a beer but he proceeded to kill him. Fortunately the victims being friendly and offering a beer led to the suspects capture due to DNA recovered on the can. If not for that act of kindness his murder may have gone unsolved.
Always listen to it.
I was born in north eastern KY and lived the into my teens. There was a really big forest behind our neighborhood so we would play in the woods and ride dirt bikes back there but there was one area that nobody ever went into. Just getting close to it would give you the heebie-jeebies. Anyway, one time we were close to it and smelled something dead. We started getting close to the entrance trail to that area and there was a dead neighborhood stray dog that everyone fed when it came around. It had its head ripped off with its spinal column attached like from the predator movies. This was early 80s and that movie hadn't come out yer. Freaked out all of us, even our dads.
Near Falmouth? I love that region, I'm nearby in Southern Indiana and I was driving back from Falmouth KY recently and saw what looked like a winged devil monkey with red eyes crouching on the side of the road.
Bigfoot got annoyed at the poor little guy barking and drawing attention to it.
I took never felt in danger from animals in the forest, but when ever I heard a person usually loud obnoxious I would just disappear beyond the area into the forest and wait for them to go by. Many bad and weirdo type experiences with men led to me to take this type remidial action to avoid confrontation
There's so many weirdos out there
Did you guys hear about the random staircases in the middle of the woods that lead up to mid air. They have sighted shadows climbing the stairs and disappeared into the air. They say it’s a portal into a shadow dimension and they walk around us everyday but our human body cannot see it, but we feel it our intuition. When we get goosebumps or feel a cold breeze or lights flicker, that’s those are the jjin walking near you
Meanwhile two brokedown loggers tell a story of a crazy old lady that pulled a gun on them in the woods 😂
Exactly!
She was 25 when it happened...
lmao
That reminds me of that movie Dale & Tucker vs Evil.
Tucker: "Oh hidy-ho officer, we've had a doozy of a day. There we were minding our own business, just doing chores around the house, when kids started killing themselves all over my property."
Lol, it does kinda sounds like she freaked out a little , i don't blame her though, once your mind starts spinning out it can be hard to rein it in
Right? Like gawd damn
Our brains are incredible machines. We don't even use a lot of what it's capable of. But when you get that "instinctive" warning, you KNOW it. Always trust your gut. It is never wrong.
The food and water we are given keeps us from using our full potential. In other words, we have the ability now, but the chemicals and toxins interrupt our internal biological systems.
I lived in NY my whole life and had so many bad run ins. Lived in Westchester county and randomly had someone kick in my front door at like 1am, glass shattered and he ran off.
Years later moved further up in (Putnam County) and had a drunk guy show up at midnight on a Saturday to ‘see his old cottage’ and his truck blocked my one path out, right as I was driving out across my footbridge, before I had owned guns.
Then I moved to Austin and it really ramped up. Have at least two attempts of entering my unit annually. People trying to open my front door, enter through my patio, my upstairs neighbor was shot (and survived) by an attempted thief. He crawled/hopped to my front door begging for help at 3:30am.
Bad things happen, either you are ready or you aren’t. And you’re never really ready.
I would pray if I seen her on a dark night in the woods' scary stuff
1:36 Joe always saying outlandish stuff kills me. His facial expressions got me geeked.
It's a real surprise to be flicking through TH-cam and to see a Joe Rogan video with someone you know in the thumbnail. Not only that, but she tells a story that I'm a part of and that I remember happening.
I was the woods.
What happened?
You ever seen evil dead? That's what happened!!!
Then who was phone?
@@notsocrates9529 all your base are belong to us
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