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- Join me for an attempted camp at Lochan Coire Thoraidh. A combination of poor weather, not many places to camp and me getting in my own way, led me to abandon camping at the Lochan. Was still a great walk and was good to explore new places. Hope you enjoy the adventure
Absolutely agree. I live near a very wooded area and have done for 45 years. There is a pathway to some local shops through the woods, and I have used it happily ever since I moved here. Sometimes you meet people walking along there but often there is no-one. On this particular day, a Saturday, I had run out of milk and decided to walk up the path to the shop. It was midday and hot and sunny. I got to the beginning of the path and it was deserted. Suddenly I had the chills and couldn't walk any further. I couldnt see anyone but I had a bad feeling about that path. I never felt that before but that day i went without that milk. A few days later a young woman was assaulted on the path and dragged into the woods. Luckily, she managed to get away and run to a shop. The police got him thankfully, and I have used that path since with no feelings of dread again. I agree, always trust your gut instinct.
If you are a lone woman walking thru places like that these days please have some form of defense on you, ignore the law, your safety is more important.
Though I walk through the valley of death, I will fear no evil. Evil will fear me for the spirit of the Almighty dwells within me. We are to occupy this world until Jesus returns. Perhaps you were supposed to deal with that evil for that girl. Carry a side arm when ever traveling through woodlands.
@@bobbyduke777 Most British people do not carry guns, and we are glad of it. They have to be properly licenced and it usually works. There have been occasional nutter that slips through and massacres people, but that is very few and far between. The police do not carry guns. If needed, there is a special armed force to respond with incidents where someone is threatening anyone with a weapon. In fact, tragically people have been killed recently, 3 little children by vile, cowardly men, and yesterday a woman and child were attacked, all random, but those men carry knives not guns. I am 76 year old woman, there is no way I could have battled anyone, also, I couldn't see anyone. It was just a bad feeling about that path on that day. When I came back without walking up that path I told my husband and he laughed at me. Apparently he has never experienced feelings like that.
That's called "the gift of fear." Listen to it.
HI MATE
I was in Arran... miles from nowhere !
Got a fire going ... it was pitch black late December ...
If you can imagine ... all you can see is maybe 6 feet from the fire in all directions !
This Guy just appeared out of the Darkness !
He said that's a nice fire can I join you ?
The hairs on the back of my Neck stood up !
Got talking !
I went to my tent and grabbed my bushcraft knife and hid it under
My poncho .... He really made me uncomfortable!
He later disappeared back into the Darkness !!!
Worse night sleep I've ever had ...LOL !
Why was he out walking in the pitch dark?
😖 so scary!! Glad you're okay!
The Guy said he had argued with his girlfriend... And went camping,
She phoned him and they argued for ages ! Was glad when he left ....
But it wasn't sure if he would return....
Got up first light , packed up and left
Jeezus!!! That was terrifying!!!😮
Duuude! Here in the States, there's a significant risk of getting your head blown off, suddenly showing up at someone's campsite - at night - unannounced - in the middle of nowhere.
Always trust your instincts. ALWAYS. They will save your life. Especially listen when you're alone in the middle of no where.
Back when I was sixteen, I went camping in the Scottish Highlands with some friends. We made camp under a twenty foot rock outcrop. We were in two tents. Everything was calm and normal until the early hours when we were all of us woken by the sounds of voices, clanging and the soft rumble of day to day life. It was like we had camped in a town. We stayed awake listening to it for ages until it stopped. The next morning we walked a little further on top of the land we had camped under and found the remains of a small settlement that had no doubt been raised as part of the Highland clearances. I swear to this day I heard back three hundred years ago.
What do you mean you heard back 300 years ago?
Echoes.
Brigadoon
Trust those instincts we’ve got them for a reason well done
Typical nonsense 'we are all winners' comment. Why does the majority of the comments applaud someone for not only failing... but he failed to even start the failure
@mrbrownz554 Apples and oranges. This isn't a "we're all winners" comment. Normal people are born with atavistic instincts that kick in when needed. Whether or not they pay heed is another thing. That's why I specified "normal."
99% it's just nervousness. I was terrified solo backpacking for the first time. Nobody around, and I'm walking miles upon miles into the wilderness. I had an awesome experience once the fear left.
Enjoy life while you're young. Go camping and hiking in nature. The trees, the mountains, clean air, peace and quiet. It's better than the city life.
@@mrbrownz554 That's not even remotely what he is saying. Instincts exist for a reason, and there's a difference between needing to push it a little bit and actually feeling the abject dread of something being wrong. In my experience, following my gut actually has saved my life. Both out in the wild and in normal situations
I had this feeling a few days ago.
I’ve always loved walking in The Pentland Hills, mainly because of its close proximity to Edinburgh. Knowing that there’s civilisation nearby is a comfort to walking in a vast landscape.
You could say the Pentlands has two parts to it; the touristy side (closest to the city) and the remote side (South Lanarkshire).
That day I decided to visit the remote side and visit ‘The Covenanters Grave’, a gravestone In the middle of a vast wilderness. As soon as I got to the grave, I looked around and couldn’t see a single person, the weather was grey and cold and I suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, mainly because I felt like I was the last person on earth and I didn’t have my safety blanket of civilisation close to me. I decided to turn back the way I came almost at a light jog as a sense of fear kept intensely washing over me. When I got back to my car on the A70 (The Lang Whang), I was covered in head to toe in sweat because of fear which I hadn’t felt since I was a child.
Needless to say I haven’t been back but I feel I need to for some closure.
Sorry for the long story, guys! Thank you, if you read it.
Aaaah but you felt alive eh I was like that crossing the gully after participating in some untherauputic inhaling of soft black and soap bar most nights
There are small white tigers there...my friend had 3 visit her garden in the pentlands near the langwhan.... I saw one running across a field. My friend was afraid of them.
I wasn't going to reply until I read that you feel you need to go back for some closure. Something similar happened to me about 15 years back. I had been fishing and camping a stretch of the river Severn for many years and never felt threatened or afraid even tho it's in the countryside. Well one night me and my friend decided to fish on the Island which we'd done numerous times but when we started walking down the track half across I had this sense of Total Fear I could feel something all around me I can't explain what it was but I just know Something was telling me to leave and dont go any further. I know it all sounds like a frightened child story but Trust me it's True and by the way I was 45 at the time and my friend of similar age. It took me many years to go back to that spot on the Island and when I did I made sure it was Daytime ha ha for My own piece of Closure but I've not fished on the island since ha ha Ps I apologise also for lengthy txt ha ha
@@helencooper1561 What...in Scotland!
@@helencooper1561since when do tigers of any kind live in Scotland?
Back in 1991 I was swimming about 20 feet from shore in an isolated area on the Island of Agistri in Greece, near a pine forest. Was a beautiful summer day, but the sun was just starting to fade. Suddently the calm water seemed very black and threatening, and I just had this deep deep feeling to get out of there. I swam so fast and jumped on the moped and headed back to the town. To this day I have no idea what that was, but I got out so fast and listened to my gut. Im not easily spooked, but what I do know is ALWAYS listen to it, it can save your life. Your right to leave that place, the atmosphere was definately off, and we do not yet fully understand what forces may reside in isolated places. All the best and stay safe
couple of years ago I saw a kind of stressy family family and i felt worried about them. I looked on youtube for the day and there they were swimming in a local river on video. There was a dark energy about the whole scene . Next day I heard that 3 of the 5 had drowned in a loch on their trip home. Odd that out of all the tourists I noticed them.
@@mythtree6348 🥺 😔
I am Greek and I can verify than NOTHING spooky can happen in any Agistri beach..... geez....
@@johnbelesis You can't "verify that NOTHING spooky can happen in any Agristri beach " When clearly it did to this person!!
@@mythtree6348 The year my husband died, 5 close family members passed away and he was the last one. In the October, his father passed, in December his brother passed and the first week of January his mother passed. Two weeks before he passed away, his aunt passed. His oldest brother the month before skidded on ice, while driving in Donegal 6 am on his way to Omagh , it was the summer, he ended up in a ditch and the car was a right off but he walked away with not a scratch. The week before my husband died his younger brother was driving the school bus (Northern Ireland), when he hears the kids scream, he checks his mirror and sees them looking out the window. When he checks the wing mirror he sees the back wheel of the bus cruising down the road next to the bus. Thank god he managed to stop the bus without any of the kids getting injured. A month after the funeral he was driving a big fuel container for his brother-in-law and he could heard rattling which was getting worse. So he, stopped the container and walked back to a town he had just passed through, he found a garage and the mechanic went to check out the container. The axel was ready to come away, if he had drove any further especially at speed he would have been the 6th person in the family to die. I feel some people are tuned in to the future more than some, even the past. You may have been picking up on future events for those people.
Thank you for respecting the wildlife beneath your feet (like the frogs)! You're a Good Man.
Thanks for the kind words😊
This is a welcome relief for me to see a young man hitting nature in a natural way. No dramatic music, no fancy gear and drone shots, no sponsors and still getting out there and doing it, which we all secretly want to do but lack the energy or guts. Bravo, and we look forward to the next adventure.
@fraserthomson5766
True. This young man keeps it real. Basic hiking equipment, boots, rucksack, small tent. I did that kind of stuff at his age, including Scotland. Many outdoors persons these days with drones, etc, seem to have more electronica than Mission Control centre in Houston did, when they put a man on the moon.
You don't like drone shots ?! I mean a camera is a camera, no?
@@thesoul2sqeeze It's not the drone footage per se, just the cinematic, heavily edited, Hilleberg sponsored "you could do this too if you had £10k spare" types I tire of. Keep it real. :D
Drone footage is amazing! I agree with the other points though.
@laaaliiiluuu
I have nothing against drones. They are fantastic gizmos. My point was that hikers these days are often equipped with gadgets that 40 years ago would have been like something out of science fiction. If you told me in 1980 that you would be able to carry a small remote controlled helicopter in your pocket or backpack with which you could photograph the surrounding countryside, I'd have asked you, what have you been smoking ? That's how far tech has advanced. PS There is more computing power in one mobile phone call, than in the Apollo flight that put Armstrong and Aldrin on the moon. Which I also remember. Also, tech isn't just advanced, it's become so cheap, because it's so ubiquitous.
ALLWAYS TRUST YOUR GUT,
That’s why I bailed out of a New Years party in Castlemilk 👀
You beat me to it!
I follow How to Hunt as well. 😂
I trust mine I use actimel every day
@@cityzens634😂 you daft sausage!
What a gorgeous place. I don’t blame you for getting out of there though, if it gave you the heebie jeebies. You triggered a little avalanche of creepy anecdotes in the comments. I’ve enjoyed reading them all.
I have slept on Kinder Scout in the Peak District about half a dozen times. I love it. Last week, after i pitched up on there, i was hit with the strongest feeling that something was not right. I dont normally get that feeling, so i thought i would pay attention. I packed up and left. I will never know why that feeling was there, but i will always, always, listen to my instincts. Good little vid mate 👍🏻
Very smart of you
Many years ago my husband and I walked the Southern Circuit around Wilson's Promontory in Victoria, Australia. It's a multi day loop from Tidal River camp ground. All went well until we got to our last night in Oberon Bay where the campsites were in amongst the scrub and we were the only ones there. We spent half an hour or so wandering around trying to pick a spot but something was creeping us both out.
In the end, despite being completely shattered from a full day of hiking we decided to push through the last 2.5 hour stretch back to Tidal River. As soon as we decided to do that we both got a second wind and took off like greyhounds! I'm pretty sure it didn't take us as long as it should but, as soon as we got over the last headland and down on to Norman Beach at the far end from the camp ground, and what my mind deemed safety, the adrenaline (and my legs) just more or less gave out and I didn't think I was going to make it down that last stretch.
Don't know what it was that spooked us both, but I don't think I have ever experienced an adrenaline surge like that in my life, before or since. Certainly not one that lasted that long anyway and, to this day, when I run out of energy suddenly after a stretch of activity, I still call it "hitting the beach" and think back to that insane dash into the dusk.
I think Australia ( never been there but heard stories) has a lots of vicious wild life. giant spiders snakes and Boxing type Kangaroos, no thanks
@@user-ph7zx7jz5z It's the drop bears and bunyips you have to watch out for. The bottersnikes are pretty nasty too.
That decision probably saved your life.
Dude!! The SAME thing happened to me at Loch Lomond. I was half way up, a few miles past the Hydro Dam, pitched in a small outlook of rock and trees which jutted into the lake.
I had permission from the farmer to pitch, and the second I finished a definite sense of unease and not being welcome came over me.
There was just something inexplicable about being so close to that vast, dark and ancient body of water, all alone.
I was barely three minutes from the road which runs along the length of the Loch, so modernity and my car were only moments away, but that didn't help the feeling of dread which was growing by the minute.
In the end I bottled it, pulled down my tent and ran all the way to the car, in the dark, sweating and feeling like I needed to leave immediately.
That's NEVER happened before or since, and although I only pass Lomond every decade or so (I'm Welsh), I always cast my eye at that spot and just nod my head.
Something ancient dwells there, and it didn't want me.
It’s all in your head. ‘The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.’ (John Milton)
Years ago my husband and I were househunting. We went to beautiful house on an ancient common with a lovely garden. I felt very very unsettled the whole time I was there although I didn’t say anything to my husband I couldn’t wait to leave, although superficially it seemed very beautiful, I just had a horrible horrible feeling the whole time I was there. We went out to the car and as soon as we sat in the car I said I couldn’t wait to get out of there. My husband turned to me shocked and said no, I couldn’t wait to get out of there either! No explanation for that, but we both felt it individually without speaking to one another about it… There are definitely things we do not comprehend.
The sidhe either like you or they dont. Always follow your gut in the highlands.
Aye jobbie bags kidding on their columbus screaming for help 😂
@@titteryenot4524 Yeah, the only thing to fear other than being unprepared and the elements is other people.
You remind me so much of myself. Wandering off to the hills. I'm now 75 and wish I could do it all over again.
You are young NOW. Make the most of your wanderings because one day you'll be 75.
sometimes they are true
I'm still 67 years young. A few years to make the most of it before I'm 75 too!
I’m realizing that fact now that I’m 70, if only I’d known how fast the years would go by in spite of it feeling like I had so much time.
This thread is profound. I'm in my 60s and the years fly by! Live you life while you can. Every day counts. 🌹
Thank you all for this thread. I am 35 and if feels like I havr not lived. Work, kids and married life just keeps me from being in the moment. Thank you for reminding me to make every day count. Love from South Africa
A strange experience happened to me about 8years ago when my wife and I visited Southwold in Suffolk, England, a favourite and popular seaside town that we frequently visit. On this visit we were exploring the beautiful St Edmund church and graveyard. While reading the ancient gravestones I approached a large monument situated on the south side of the church. This grave was the largest most ornate one there and dated from around the 1850s, it was dedicated to the Bardwell family. While examining this grave I was suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of foreboding and sensed that my presence wasn’t welcome causing me to walk away suddenly as I explained to my wife what had just happened. I have never experienced anything like that before or after and have since returned with no repeat but I tend to give that grave a wide berth. I have no explanation as to what happened but it felt tangible and very real.
A couple of mates from Germany were camping by a wee loch up that way last year, nobody else around. They got woken by what they thought was a floodlight being shone at their tent, my mate got out and said there was an incredibly bright ball of light on the other side of the loch that moved silently along the ground before disappearing, spooked the hell out of them and they packed up and left in the middle of the night!
Ball lightening?
@@dulciemidwinter1925 No idea, it was a clear summer night though, no thunder heard or anything like that. That's part of what freaked them out so much, their first thought was it was some hicks with a hunting lights on a truck but when it moved there was no sound. Whole event was quiet.
One thing I always go by is - don't get talked out of listening to your intuition by someone who has none! Sometimes it might be a vivid imagination but I don't take any chances. One time I was out in the New Forest with my 2 girls, we found a lovely spot, not too far off the beaten track but far enough to feel secluded, but in a really good way. Some of these stories people say the place felt creepy from the get go but our little spot was glorious, the weather was just right and we got our blankets out and settled in. We were there having a lovely time when all of a sudden , for no reason at all I was absolutely filled with dread, it was like a switch flipping but the weird thing is that almost simultaniusly, with no influence from me,9 although one could argue I had given off some micro expressions) my youngest said mum I don't like this and my older daughter said I feel like something really bad is going to happen. When I say kids, they are older teenagers and we do this all the time and never had this before. Fear is a strange feeling, it clouds all previous perception of a situation and I can't tell you how ominous this place suddenly felt. We packed up in about 3 seconds and got outta there. You try to rationalise things afterwards and you might laugh but Ihad a situation once where I really felt like I heard a big cat so sometimes that pops into my head when I'm out in nature but another thing I read about is that sometimes an allergic reaction can start with a feeling of doom so I wonder about dngerous plants or gases, and of course theres always the fear that it's a person or ..... not so rational...something supernatural haha, one things for sure, there's no feeling like it when you're out there and that dread kicks in.
Are you aware that the UK has Bigfoot too?
Years ago a friend of mine told me this story! Herself, her husband and children were picnicking by a large lake in Britain somewhere, (I can't remember exactly where) My friend was down by the lake side when suddenly an inner voice and her instincts told her "Get away from there NOW, MOVE". She said she felt really terrified for no good reason she could think of. But move she did, and took the family with her. 😳
Always go with your gut feeling no matter what
True words bro
Yes ... I agree ... ALWAYS go with your gut.
First time seeing your channel ... lovely to watch BUT this may sound pathetic ... after watching the "missing 411" channel ... I would now never have the nerve to go wandering around lonely places like this ! Especially the areas with water close by !
Shouldn't have to be worrying about things like that & be missing out on these beautiful spots ... but once seen there's no going back I'm afraid !
I wish you well though, always
Glad you posted this even though you weren’t going to. This is is an excellent example of trust your instincts and that things don’t always go as planned. A Valuable insight for those thinking of camping or staying outdoors.
I think the absence of any animals is the warning sign that our subconscious picks up on.
Yes it did go really quiet once the video went to the loch, made me feel unsettled just watching
I have night fished hundreds of times over the years. However, about 30 years ago I night fished on Thirlmere. Something made me more scared than I have ever been. There was definitely something beyond the normal. It was not nice.
I had to pack up and leave in the middle of the night. I was not wanted there.
Sounds like a black leopard encounter --which can be a bit similar to walking into a rough council estate, where "your sort" are just not welcome --at all! Big Cat Britain... (they're typically weary of human, and I think they see us as a nuisance!)
When they were building the dam at Loch Treig, which I think was the late 1950s, they had employed divers to work in the depths. These were ex naval divers, the type wearing large helmets and big weighty boots.. These were tough men who'd done all sorts during war times.
More than one of them quit on the spot after diving in the Loch. Eack of them saving that they'd been in the dark depths and had something very large swimming around them. Even after offering them large pay rises, these guys simply walked away and said they would not be going in there again....
On the other hand, our mind can get the better of us... I remember one night deep in the woods up near laggan.... A group of us wild camping.. No tents... There's a clearing next to the river Pattick..great spot and we've camped there many times. We'd have a big fire.. Drink and cook around it and have a laugh.. There was five of us so we would feel secure I guess, not that I ever felt worried.... One night, we'd all bedded down to sleep. Fire was low and we're lying in our sleeping bags.... Start hearing this knocking noise every now and then.... It gets closer. It had initially seemed very distant.. As time passes it gets closer and louder... A clear knocking noise... Everyone was defo getting scared as ut made no rational sense... Each if us concluded that we could think of nothing to explain such a noise. It had to be other human beings... And who in their right mind would be out deep in the woods in the dark with no torch....? We all got out of our sleeping bags and grabbed torches.... Just at that there was a large noise as we had spooked whatever it was and it started running..... The knocking got so much more, like something crashing through the trees. Scary noise indeed.
It was a big red deer stag... It had been making it's way through the wood. The knocking was it's antlers clacking off tree branches. As it ran away with was like a machine gun as it antlers rattled the branches. I can't imagine how you'd have felt being out there on your own, even though it was a very rational explanation...
Must have been such a relief to have a rational explanation!
Great wee video, never been up there, but another place to add to our "must go" list. Thanks for posting
Poor Deer!!!
@@letsdisagreecompadre ✨
Always listen to that gut feeling that tells you something isn’t right
Like others have said in the chat, "always trust your gut instincts", usually it's right. I used to as a kid then high school taught us to 'think rationally'. It took a decade or two to before i started using my instincts a lot more because the analysing and over thinking was wrong a lot of the time.
Along with my instincts being correct (mostly), i became a happier more relaxed person because i wasn't over-thinking/analysing every problem.
Keep going kid.
✌️👋 All the best!
Many years ago, back in the very early 80s, I went camping in Devon with my boyfriend. We were driving down a narrow back road in the twilght when there was a sudden sharp smack on the window on my side of the car and the car partially lifted off - both wheels off the road, again on my side. I screamed at my boyfriend to step on it and get the hell out of there because a voice - to this day I don't know if it was in my head - yelled at me, "don't look out the window. don't look out the window." Now, for some reason I knew it meant the side window, so sobbing in fear I kept my gaze strictly to the fore as he gunned it out of there as fast as he could. Much further on, we reached a clearing where there were street lights and he, being the sort who didn't believe in anything that didn't have a "rational explanation" got out of the car and walked all around it to check for damage or signs of anything out of the ordinary. Nothing. Now, the thing is there were no overhanging branches, rocks on the road or anything of that nature that could have explained what happened Eventually, he opened the boot and decided it must have been caused by the small camping gas cannister rattling around in the boot - except it wasn't rattling around, it was well secured. Still, he'd found an explanation that satisfied him. Not me, though, I felt sick and overcome by fear. There was just something so wrong. I could feel it, a thick, dark, threatening mass. We drove on and eventually reached the camp site - I wish I could remember exactly where it was - somewhere around Ilfracombe, is as good as I can come up with. There were a couple of other tents there and a caravan or two. The feeling of fear far from abating got stronger and stronger. I literally sat crying in the car while he (poor thing) erected the tent by himself. It was dark by now, so I couldn't see much and eventually he persuaded me to come into the tent. Well, I can honestly say, I didn't sleep a wink that night, the reason being that I could hear the most awful heart-rending wailing of women and children all night long. It was terrifying. Unearthly. The next morning I asked the other campers/caravanners if they had heard anything but they just looked at me like I was mad. We left, even before breakfast as I simply couldn't stay another minute - I was a wreck. Moreover, with the coming of daylight, we noticed something we had missed in the dark of the previous night, a burial mound within touching distance of the campsite. I didn't feel I was back to normal until Devon was receding in our rear view mirror. The sensible boyfriend confessed years later that he had been terrified too and had no rational explanation for what happened. I do, though, because I was so disturbed by our experience and fascinated at the same time, that I undertook some research and discovered that around the area we had driven through there had been a horrific ambush and several people had been massacred. I think, perhaps, the conditions were such that we (me in particular) somehow tuned into a replay of it and I suspect I also tuned into the terrible grief surrounding the burial mound. It was not my first or last encounter with the supernatural but the details of that particular one are etched into my memory and the devastating feeling of both evil and grief. Sorry, this answer is so long, but I just wanted to say that, yes, you should always trust your instincts, that little inner voice that most of us fail to listen to, as it will never send you wrong. I taught my children that lesson from when they were small and it has saved them more than once. I really enjoyed your video. One day, I hope to visit Scotland. I am a Celt too but from Ireland.
Devon or Wales? You mention both in your recounting.
This person said they are Irish so assuming that's where they live, the nearest Ferry crossing would be from Fishguard, back over to Ireland . @@carriehellyer1777
"tuning in to a replay" is a great way to describe it. My mum told a story of a weird "tuning in" to some past event, fortunately hers was not traumatic. Her "gift" would show itself for the most random things, and not very often, but by god was it always right. 😂I try and find rational explanations first, but there's definitely some shit that's darned difficult to explain....
@@carriehellyer1777 Sorry, senior moment, it was Devon. Corrected it.
As empaths we always 'feel' the environment & energy. A medium once told me yrs ago...always trust your gut instinct, it never lets you down! So true 🙏❤
We drove from Oxford to Skye every year and I remember the bridge of Orchy because our topbox blew open and all our clothes ended up in puddles. Great start! The area that always freaked me out was Rannoch moor. Very eerie.
The .most eerie prize has to go to Culloden. We went before the Visitor's centre was built. Silent. No birds. My teenage daughter flatly refused to get out of the car.
You did the right thing by listening to your gut and I loved your video.
BTW we ended up moving to the Outer Hebrides. Been here 20 years and love it.
I felt the same at Culloden , many years ago and I had no idea where I was exactly, just stopped on a random drive for a coffee from my flask and very soon back in the car and gone. Found out later that I had been at a lonely spot on Culloden moor.
This caught ny attention as years back i had a similar experience not far from here and decided not to camp and head home.Ended up having an odd experience as i packed up the van and left,like others say-always trust your gut.you made the right decision buddy.Safe travels
I was brought up in a small village in the Trossachs. We were always outdoors as a family and playing with friends. From the age of 8 I would take our dog gor a walk and walk for miles in scenery like that. Although I was aware of dangers I felt very safe. Would I do it now..no chance. Always get the feeling we are being watched. If you get that "feeling"..make sure you act on it. Great channel, I will start watching
@@jkm8741 kilmahog? AKA Splatmapig?
There are places here in Scotland where much older, much more experienced people have literally had experiences which frightened the living daylights out of them, and to which they never return regardless of the weather.
Intrigued 😮
Like the high flats in Castlemilk ☠️
@@Sydopath 🤣🤣🤣🤣
@@auldburdlaughin I went to a New Year’s party in one of them flats a couple of years ago with an attractive girl I had just met in a city centre pub. Two wild looking guys whispered in my ear - make sure you enjoy yersell pal, coz we’re gonnae slice ye wi a hatchet before ye leave. I pretended to mingle for a while, then found the front door and ran like a greyhound down the stairs. I heard the girl shouting my name to come back, but sod that. I reckon I have PTSD - I can’t even see a road sign for Castlemilk even now, without getting the shivers.
@@Sydopath Not quite the experience I meant, but I get your point 😬 glad you escaped!
Not a setback, just a wise decision under the circumstances. I still enjoyed the video and glad you posted it.
Different geographical spots feel welcoming, others feel neutral and others still feel downright unsettling. We don't understand everything about all aspects of our environment and we have developed these instincts for good reasons. You made the right call. I've had similar experiences before.
I've had similar experiences too, it's what the horror Author Clark Ashton Smith called the Genius Loci, the spirit of place.
A lot is to do with magnetic lines
@@Useanamethat’s intriguing
The 'hills have eyes'. Just as soon as you leave civilisation, The rational world is only a veneer.
The highland broad sword massacre
The Highlands is literally one of the safest places in the world, though..😂
No they don’t. It’s all in your head. The only eyes are in your head.
Couldn’t have said it any better you are definitely right.
I've heard it this way: "Trees have eyes and stones have ears!"
I find it fascinating how some places feel like we are in heaven and others make us feel like we need to get out fast. I’m very connected to energies, thank you for reminding us to listen to our gut 💕
Just found your channel. And what an amazing comment section, best people all in one place. Wonderful
Former backpacker here from Florida. You're obviously tuned in to your surroundings. That's a good thing. Bravo for listening to your keen senses.
Done the same a couple of times. Been pitched up but something was niggling me so I packed up. Well done for getting it posted up
Thanks mate, glad to hear it’s not just me 😊
Hi Gregor. If you’re not feeling it, then always better to call it. There’s plenty more opportunities. Thanks for still sharing your adventure mate. Still nice to see the wonderful scenery.
All the best
Dave 😀🥾⛰🏕️🏴
Thanks mate, it’s nice to hear I’m not just a big woose😂😂
All the best
About 20 years ago I went with a friend, who had a boat, to Loch Awe to fish. We camped out on an Island which had an ancient graveyard, as dusk was falling I was collecting fallen branches for our fire. As I neared the walled graveyard I had an immense feeling that I was encroaching on the peace of the departed. It was the most profound sense of being unwelcome it really affected me deeply and of course I turned and headed back to our tent. The thing is I wouldn't have gone into the graveyard even if I hadn't sensed any kind of malevolent atmosphere.
I had a similar feeling visiting Culloden as a teenager, before I even knew what happened there.
@@lizroberts1569 You should read Sorley MacLean's Hallaig! "They are still in Hallaig... The dead have been seen alive."
Should've told the ghosts that
I’ve camped on that island as well although I enjoyed it. Maybe the beers helped.
@@requiscatinpace7392 Well I was on the spirits that evening!
I always say: the most important skill a hiker / mountaineer / wild camper can have is the skill to turn around. It is something about reading the tacit signs of your surroundings that informs your intuitions. And it is far better to sit in a cozy pub, with some tasty food and a pint, after having turned around and telling yourself that "next time you'll do it", than not having listened to your instinct and either having head a terrible even if harmless night, or worse. Good choice, and good sharing it!
Once had this feeling in an apartment we were given alone of in France ,never experienced this before, would not get out of bed during the night to go to the bathroom, the only area in the apartment that was fine was the kitchen, never felt comfortable and never went back.
Glad you posted and also very glad you trusted your instincts. Always trust your instincts!!
I’m glad you posted this, it’s important to know about the negatives too
Onw of the few places Ive been camping is Glen Orchy, down by the river (well past the rapids). Our camping spot was fine but I remember further up the tiver gave me the creeps. I was only 10 and I distinctly remember that. Im now in my 30s and I've still never been back, and every time I think about walking there I cant do it. I've had thst creepy feeling in another couple of places too, most recently in a patch of foresty on the esst side of Loch Lomond, and a river mouth on West Loch Lomond and I always listen to my gut and move on quickly.
You as well? We camped there by the river in 2022 first time and I didn't feel that comfortable there. I think some of it was that we were near the road and people drove by until about 8.30 at night, I was worried someone might come back to mess with us or disturb us.
Anyways, about 11.30 at night I woke and thought I could hear voices. It was hard to tell but sounded like two people talking about the sound of the river rushing. I didn't want to wake my wife and scare her but I had a hammer in the tent for knocking the tent poles in and kept it next to me.
Next day we packed up and left early due to severe midge attack! On the way home my wife mentioned she had heard voices too, I had no idea she was awake also! So we both heard it. It was up nearer Bridge of Orchy where we camped.
We have since camped in Glen Orchy but further south, in fact only last week. I have never heard voices again but something about that place creeps me out. Maybe it's just in my mind. Also when I went out for a wee at night, I felt I was being watched. Again, probably just a feeling as there are lots of trees nearby. I think the voices could have been night fishermen even poachers as its a well known salmon river.
Saved yourself from being dragged feet first from the tent in your sleep and drooned in the loch by the Kelpie.
😮😂🦕
Haha why would horses live in a wee puddle
@@mrbrownz554 lonely dark deep peaty lochans are generally where they are found
@@mrbrownz554 Deep dark mysterious peaty lochans that's where they generally lurk.......................or wherever else you project your fear upon ...... .
F’kn ‘ell, don’t say things like that! If I have a nightmare tonight about being dragged from a tent and drooned, I shall come back here and … and … vigorously REMONSTRATE with you!
When your dogs sense trouble, they let us know, and we listen to them and believe them. So why do we doubt our own instincts? They come to you to keep you safe. Trust every single feeling.
I live in a small village in NE Scotland on the edge of a woodland estate where I walk 2 or 3 times a week with the dog. Never any problems and I hardly even see another person. About 12 years ago before I got the dog, I was out for a walk on my usual route and it was starting to get dark so I headed back. I’ve walked up there a gazillion times, even through the woods in the dark, and nothing ever bothered me but this one evening I got to a particular 200m stretch of tarmac road through the trees, and a feeling of utter fear came over me from nowhere. I wasn’t just a little bit creeped out, I was terrified and took to my heels. Once past that stretch of road I was fine. Very strange! I’d walked there so many times before, and since, and felt nothing.
Where is that village mate ? I lived near Elgin in the late 70s - early 80s .
It's just awe.
Happens all the time in the really rugged parts of Scotland and Ireland especially....
Buckle up.
Because that being said, it's one night I felt someone's presence standing silently but couldn't see because of the firelight and when I decided what harm could it do to just say
" I know someone is there, come out" if nobody was actually there lol
Except a man did step out?!?!
I almost died of shock.
He was just a local farmer out walking and, well we'll never know why he was just standing there fekn watching!!!
After stern word's I packed my gear and walked til dawn... lol
WOW...what a creep!
@@LizzieWhiz
I can still see his face lol
Scary.
Major creeper
Always told my kids: listen to your little voice. If something doesn't 'feel' okay, then it's not okay. Nice video!
I was walking in the glennifer braes (on the hill leading to the carpark) heading up from Foxbar with my dog at the time. He was off the leash. At one point the dog runs off (no big deal happened quite often) but all of a sudden I thought "oh fuck someone is here!" So I called the dog... Nothing. I shout for the dog. Nothing.
To this day I am convinced that someone I knew or possibly my boyfriend at the time had followed me up there either to freqk me out or harm me and was holding and petting the dog, because he was a friendly wee thing and would stay if given attention or treats by someone he knew (would bark at strangers).
Once I had come out of the little patch of bushes id been in the dog ran over as if nothing had happened. I was so fucking scared.
I swear that someone was there that day.
It is always smart to heed your instincts! Glad you could hike there and get back, that is an achievements in itself. I know it all too well, how you can suddenly feel an urge to leave somewhere and I never regretted it. There are so many things we don't yet understand an i know this to be one of them
About 1972 my girlfriend and I toured the Highlands in a Morris minor , we put up the tent somewhere remote for the night, it had been v near a battle site, .During the night there was a sound like footsteps walking around the tent . I didn't want to say anything and then she whispered to me "I'm scared whats that sound"
I said yeah so am I ! We held each other tightly all night and I had my knife beside me , but I was thinking of something possibly supernatural . (we were V remote in a rugged landscape. )The place from the beginning felt odd and unfriendly and the swarms of midges at twilight were torture. Don't tell me it was a wombat . we survived ,
Having a joint after dinner probably did not help at all either.
Similar thing happened to a friend and I too, it was so weird and freaked us out!
The dead sleep lightly.
No one has ever been killed by a ghost.
@@Elephantsss brilliant ending.😂😂👍👍
Jheeez, sounds mental mate
I'm glad you posted this. I'm from Perthshire and I recently got that same weird feeling by an isolated lochan ~ I didn't hang about either. In my experience if you get that unsettling uncomfortable feeling it's best to leave.
Why? What terrible experience did you have that led you to that conclusion?
@@KryptonitetoallBS
Your own inner voice/gut feeling might just save your life one day ... but never mind
YOU just ignore it .. good luck !
@@KryptonitetoallBS I'll tell you ~ I had that same feeling just before my mum went on a road trip with her friend. I was begging her not to go and I wouldn't go even although that really upset the plans. They were in a very bad accident. The car rolled numerous times. My mum broke her back and her friend nearly lost her foot. They were lucky to escape with their lives.
@@Allegra11 People are involved in car crashes every single day of the week. Dozens of them. When you have a sudden fear and then something materialises there's a name for it. It's called coincidence 👍
@@KryptonitetoallBS
EXCUSE ME !!! Where did I even say
" In my experience" for you to be able to say that YOU are quoting it ?
Can you not read ? Get your facts right !!!
I live in hghland Perthshire and I have always found those wee lochans, especially if they are surrounded by reeds, very unsettling.
If anybody knows is going to be someone like you who's very close to it !
When you get that feeling, you should never, ignore it. Lots of bad things, happened, all over the highlands.
Once I went to stay in a Bothy in North Wales, we went in the evening and it was getting dark as we approached, my friend knew the way and was much further ahead, and at this one spot for a short time I had a funny feeling, maybe that we weren’t alone, but not like there was anyone actually there. When I caught up I said I’d been a bit creeped out back there, and he said I should have called him to slow down. Then he said this was the sight off a WW2 plane crash and it had landed in the lake just there. Made me shiver that, glad we were in the Bothy and not a tent!
Aye a bothy will save you
@mrbrownz554 how come the Bothy can save from that creepy feeling?
@@Tutume1111 sarcasm
Very strange mate, I hiked into Dochard only a couple of days ago myself. Carried a very heavy pack in once I got there I just had a weird creepy feeling that I couldn't shake off. Do tons of wild solo camping in the Highlands and always prefer to be alone, so I can't really explain it. That area just always seems extra isolated to me, although in theory it isn't. Was a nice hike but next time it won't be with a back breaking load for 2 days camping. In the end I did the same as you, just turned back and slept in my van. Cheers 🍻
Yeh I was the same mate. Just a weird feeling around that area, think I saw missing person posts on the way in aswell which didn’t help
Aye saw them posters aswell lol.
Went walking in the Rockies by my uncles house. Beautiful Aspen grove, birds chirping, temperature was blissful, so beautiful! All of the sudden, birds stopped chirping (completely) and this eerie feeling came over me. I hightailed it back to my uncles place and told him what happened. He said I was smart to leave as a bear or some such could have been nearby! Always trust your instincts!!
Still enjoyed this. Thank you. I often get somewhere and just think ‘nawwww’ so I’m glad it’s not just me. Even if it’s not creepy, just that I feel all things aren’t aligning correctly, weather, location, mood, peaceful feeling or lack thereof x But definitely listen to your gut… your body and mind just KNEW it would be a rough night alone there. Glad you went with your instinct 👍🏼. What a lovey young man too. 😍
Maybe it was the site of an ancient battlefield and that's why it was so creepy .Some places definitely have a atmosphere.Enjoyed the video 👍
The area where you were talking about it being ancient forest, is anything but. You can tell by the fact that all the trees are the same age, closely packed together and not native species to Scotland. Ancient forest is composed of Scots pine, Alder, Rowan and Silver Birch. The ground is covered in heather because a lot of light gets through to the forest floor. Which is not the case in the man made wood behind you. Nothing grows on the floor there, it is just covered in pine needles. I should know, as I planted acres of such woodland in Caithness. You hit the real Caledonian forest at 03:54
Always trust your gut instinct. If your body is telling you to get out of there, don't ignore it.
We have some of that plantation forrest down here in the Peak District and much of it is now being harvested and replanted with native deciduous and coniferous species. When the plantation wood is cleared, there is absolutely nothing growing beneath it, the ground is almost sterile. In areas cleared 2-3 years ago and replanted there's now lush vegetation along with the native tree saplings. It certainly looks much more inviting and wildlife friendly.👍
that gut feeling is evolution of self preservation, I've always gone with it. I've always got spooked walking past a small wooded area near where I live (in a country park), a strong feeling of being watched, over the last couple of years I've come across a dog and badger carcass, both next to the wooded area, I keep away now, it could be coincidence, but I'm not taking a chance, I've talked to locals about it but no one's seen or heard of anything in the area.
‘No one’s seen or heard of anything’ because there’s nothing to see here. Move on.
@@titteryenot4524 you're very strange.
Thank you for your comment! I have the same feeling! I was going back home tonight riding a bike through the countryside.I was losing the light and while passing through some forest road, it really made me feel so unease and anxious😢 I don't know what it was but I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could
There have been very strange things heard and seen by folk wild camping in our mountains and hills so it's no wonder you felt something!
You have to listen to your instincts. They are there for a reason. New subscriber here! Thanks for sharing 🌳😁🌳
Great video,yes I've had that feeling of dread and uncertainty and the intense feeling of being watched..i moved on very swiftly,some places are sacred and untouched by human footprint therefore ancient energies are at their highest .
I've lived in Scotland for decades and the atmosphere can change very quickly and become very ominous, but there's nothing to worry about. The noises people hear are either nature or sometimes in your own head. Yes, your mind can play tricks on you. But I assure you 1Million % that no warrior from 1314 is coming to kill you. You might hear a deer, stag, badger, fox or wild cat but that's about it! There's no goolies knocking around to frighten you!!! 👍
Missing 411 cases beg to disagree with you
@@CannabrannaLammer Lord Lucan was never found, but that's doesn't prove that he was slaughtered by the ghost of Attila The Hun 🤣🤣
@@CannabrannaLammerI thought of missing 411 myself
I thought of missing 411 also. At least there is no ominous silence from nature in this video.
Yeah like others here are saying .. look into missing 411 dude. so many cases and so many very odd disappearances. Also when they do find the people it sometimes gets weirder. Like there clothes folded perfectly right next to them.
Like many others in the comments here, I've experienced that unexplained bad feeling from a seemingly ordinary location. About 20 years ago my wife and I were looking around the salt marshes on England's east coast, many of which are bare and lonely places, a bit eerie perhaps if you were imaginative but that didn't bother us. It was a perfectly normal afternoon until we came to a water outflow onto the marsh, when a sudden feeling of dread rushed over me. It felt as if something evil were lurking there and waiting for us to put a foot wrong. I didn't mention this to my wife and was about to suggest we leave when she turned to me and said what a horrible feeling this place had. We left pretty promptly but some months later I revisited the place on my own out of curiosity. I was a bit anxious approaching it but when I got there, there was nothing. I have no explanation but we both know what we felt. We just wanted to get away as quickly as possible.
Your instincts were picking up something that was not right. You did the right thing. Enjoy the hiking, magnificent countryside and video.
I'm glad you posted this and as always trust what your gut says. Keep you doing what you're doing
Wise man, i never disregard my intuition just like i never disregard my dog if he acts out of sorts. Great video mate you caught some beautiful scenery 👍
Hi Gregor..just found you. Subbed. I've just returned from a cycling/wild camping holiday in the Highlands and found a few places that for no obvious reason gave me the creeps! Always best to listen to your gut feelings, they are there for a reason and I have found that the more time I spend in nature the more accurate they are. We are animals too! Great video and I look forward to watching more :o)
Thanks for the kind words. Glad to have you join in on the adventures 😊
Cheers for vid and pleased that you post if when things don’t go to plan , we don’t live in a perfect world . Catch you next time.
Thanks mate, means a lot that you still enjoyed it🙏
The difference between traumatic memory and normal memory is that the latter has been processed by the brain for its meaning and changed from a primary experience to a learnt lesson. This process removes the direct emotional association so that for instance a frightening even can be remembered without the overwhelming fear that occurred at the time. Traumatic memory is still live, permanently awaiting processing and when triggered presents as if the original event was happening in real time. I suspect that primordial situations such as camping alone in a great wilderness or being near large bodies of water have a tendency to stimulate either actual traumatic memories or an equivalent system in the collective unconscious.
Fascinating, and so beautifully expressed.
This is so true. If we recreate similar circumstances with certain events, we trigger our soul's memory as we remember, emotionally, an event we experienced already.
Someone that is very sensitive can also pick up the energies of certain events that happened on that land.
Some people do have the ability to remember emotions, others don't.
@@martinusv7433How right you are. I grew up in a house that was haunted by something, or maybe it was just a stone tape type of experience. My sister and I often heard footsteps walking up and down the landing and stairs, although we were the only people in the house at the time. My mother was scared there but my father heard nothing and wouldn't believe us.
Yup…sometimes there’s that weird feeling that is meant to be acknowledged. Just leave. When I was a kid, my father would take us camping up in the Rocky Mountains in the summertime. In a former life, he had been a forest ranger so he would go to the land department and get topographical maps of places way up in the Rocky Mountains that nobody knew about that we’d sometimes off road to. One summer he found a trail for us to hike up to a little loch. As we moved up the trail hiking towards it. It was a wonderful fresh bright late morning. When we reached it, it was beautiful and peaceful, and I quickly got changed into my swimsuit, planning on swimming. I was a rather adventurous child so I stepped out onto a rock that pitched out over the water contemplating jumping when I looked over to the side on the beach area and noticed there was a pile of excrement so I went and looked at it, and I asked my dad “what do you think this is?” and he was like “oh probably deer” or something…I went back up on the rock, I had been thinking about jumping in the water and all of a sudden I just got a weird feeling… suddenly the water seemed so dark and so deep and I was terrified. We were supposed to have lunch there, but I went back over to my father and he just said “get your clothes on we’re leaving”and right then and there I knew that he had sense and felt the same thing as me. It had gotten really quiet… so we left immediately and hiked very quickly back down the trail. Always trust your gut. And for people wondering, this is not a guts are churning sensation, it’s like you’re standing on the exposed roof top of a 50 story building type feeling, where you know you’re just kind of floating out there…
I'm just surprised you weren't "midged" out on a still overcast evening like that! Many's the time, I have done a similar extended trudge like yours, hoping that there will be a flat dry site to put the tent "just over there", only to be disappointed time and again! Seriously, though, good on you for being out there when so many are sitting inside in front of a screen!
I think if you were the type to worry about being alone you wouldn't be doing these camps, thanks for showing us the beautiful views.
That was still well worth posting, all the work and effort to get there and film wasn't lost, and it just shows that sometimes you have to trust your own intuition and common sense. Look forward to your next adventure.
Thanks man, glad you still enjoyed it
Aye it was worth it your lack of courage made me almost piss maself laughing
@@mrbrownz554
Stop trolling ! Just one look at your channel shows the other negative remarks that you seem to enjoy making to others !
@lynnepostings hahaha trolling??? Behave I just say what I see and give my honest opinions. I was born in the late 70's and it shocks me the way younger people now are so timid and scared of everything. The boy posted a video of him shitting himself walking around a wee mossy puddle which was headlined as an adventure camping trip. It's posted in public so I comment on the way I see it. It made me laugh and I wish him all the best and thanked him for being honest and showing what happened but then there's you!! Obviously A soft millennial with no clue about anything outside facebook etc think it's alright for you to state that I'm a troll because you don't agree with my opinion!! People post vids they get comments good and bad no harm intended just different opions.....which is allowed BTW if you get all upset because you don't agree with someone's comment maybe the Internet (or real life) is not for you. I wish you all the best 👍
@@lynnepostings your channel also says a lot about you ' THIS CHANNEL DOESN'T HAVE ANY CONTENT'
Not a failure, there's no such thing. It's just another experience to add to your bedpost.
Keep doing what you're doing.
Great video.
You need a hammock to hang between two trees. We used to go camping in the highlands all the time as kids, but when I grew up, just driving between the mountains on those narrow roads gave me the willies, as if the mountains were coming in on me. I'm Scottish, also a Lowlander, but dad's father's family were from the Highlands - Gaelic speakers.
Thanks for posting.
I also camped with a friend a few years ago, very remote place, not a soul around and just after midnight we heard foot steps walking by with faint chatter. It was the oddest thing. We were pretty scared! 😂
Love your videos though, very inspiring 😊
Man that is terrifying haha
Woodwose for sure
It was Little People. Typical encounter. footsteps and people chatting.
Always trust what your instincts are trying to tell you 👍 take the positives out of it, the frogs, the deer, the mountains and the fresh air 😊
Quick tip: alot of hikers recommend heavy duty garbage bags as pack liners for water proofing gear. Those outside coveres are ok, but not as good as a pack liner.
Easy and enjoyable video to watch.
Thanks for sharing :)
Hi mate, don’t really comment much but just wanted to engage with your channel to support it. Keep it up!
Thanks man, the support is much appreciated 🙏
I was once camping in North Wales (place called Tudweiliog on The Lynn Peninsula) tent was all set up so I wandered off to try to get to some standing stones I'd seen on the OS map, found what appeared to be a shortcut through a small wood just off the road. The moment I stepped off the road and into the wood I knew something was wrong, birds weren't singing and the silence was utterly defending. I backed out and continued on the road (never did find the stones)
Very weird mate. Some places just aren’t supposed to be explored I guess 🤔
In ancient times the fears of the superstitious were exploited by unscrupulous and controlling overlords, particularly when it came to remote and wooded areas. Tales and fears of ghouls and demons would keep trespassers from their land, it was hoped.
No-one messes with standing stones.
The standing stones and the small wood sound awfully like a ‘lios’ or fairy fort here in Ireland. We don’t mess with them. A planned motorway route in Co Clare was apparently changed about 20 years ago to avoid going through a lios.
I'll say this quickly.in the bible it says that the world was so evil god sent aflood.hiuman sacrifice took place and opened portals
My first thought was - Dog Soldiers! 😂 But seriously, always wise to listen to your gut.
If you have an instinctive scared or any kind of negative feeling about a place....it's worth doing some research, because it's likely something bad happened there back in history. We have an inner ability to sence energy.
I once arrived somewhere in the dark...it was in my campervan in Scotland too, I felt that creepy vibe. The next morning in the light...I found a chapel very nearby...with a plaque explaining how lots of people died in the chapel during the clearances back in history. They were locked in the chapel adnit was burned to the ground😭😠😯☹
Had the same feeling approaching a cluster of trees on Dunstable Downs...my husband was aways ahead of me. When I caught up to him he was reading a plaque about how some ppl were hung there @ the trees. 😮
I always liked going for walks with parents as a kid, but the one walk I totally, irrationally, HATED was Batoche....it wasn't until I reflected as an adult that maybe the historic battle influenced that...🤔
2/10 - cool idea but it's really poorly structured and needs a few more premises for the sequence to be more effective.
Specifically, you need to write a good reason for the character to be in a campervan, so using roads, and yet they had no idea there was a chapel along that road? That's odd, so it'd help to address that or maybe just change the story to not be using a campervan? Even then, your story needs to address why you had no idea there was a chapel there.
The other thing is consistency - did you see a chapel, or the burnt out ruins of one? If it's a chapel, then was it rebuilt after the burning? If it was ruins, then you'd expect more ruins of a town around since a ruined chapel wouldn't likely be left alone if the town was still there.
If you fix those parts of the story, it'll flow better and the payoff of "ooohh bad feeling at night, discovered chapel and dark history in the morning" will be much more effective.
Great try though - there is potential for a good story here if you work at it a little.
I camped near a bridge on Rannoch Moor and could hear people talking.There was no one there.I got up and left about 4am.I had a similar experience in Glen Falloch as well.I’ve camped all over the central highlands and that’s the only two experiences I’ve had.
Had a similar experience near Bridge of Orchy in Glen Orchy in August 2022. I didn't feel comfortable there to begin with as it was near the B road and people were driving by until 8.30pm. I was worried someone might come back and bother us.
About 11.30 I heard voices but the sound of the river made them indistinct. I darent tell my wife so as to not freak her out. Driving home the next day she mentioned she had heard voices too.
It was literally a couple miles away from where this video was shot.
Your observation about the slight 'creepiness' of the location definitely comes across in the video. So strange for such a beautiful place to have that seemingly oppressive atmosphere. As you say, most likely the weather, I suppose.
Felt similarly once. I arrived at the end of the trail, no designated campsites along trail - one can camp anywhere with a permit along the length of the in-and out trail. It ends at a series of high alpine lakes above 10,000 feet.
I picked a place, but it just felt off. Didn’t know what it was. It wasn’t the fact I was alone, that itself never spooked me. Anyways, I decided to hike back out a few miles (This was an in and out trail) and camped elsewhere. Nothing happened, but it was the first time I felt weirded out by a certain place.
Ghosts
It’s weird how a certain place can just give you the creeps isn’t it 🤔
@@jyc313 well, at that height it wasn’t in Scotland.
@@Sydopath no. Northern sierras, near Yosemite.
@@jyc313 Thanks 👍
“There are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamed of in your philosophy”. How very true. Always trust your instincts and get out of there if you get bad vibes.
Up and doon the stoorie brae,
All across the glen,
We cannae go a-huntin'
For fear of wee men!
I hate superstition. But sometimes a nameless fear creeps up out of nowhere, and you've just got to go.
It happened to me in South Africa, in a riverine forest area, me, my brother and my best friend were scared out of our wits - by nothing! It was a glorious summer's say, temperatures in the high 20s, golden sunlight dappled the forest floor... and strange movements in the trees, a feeling of being watched! Never had it before or since, and I loved those hills.
You’re no far from the Glen Lyon area. There’s some ancient hair raising tales, from that Glen.....and Etive..!😬
Do tell ! I fish etive loads and go up myself in winter sometimes......couple times been too scared to head up the trail in the dark and waited till first light
@@Caveman-bu7mz Scariest one I remember reading/hearing of, was a guy in his campervan, on his tod,...wakened up uneasy, to see the silhouette of a huge, 'hominid' going around his van, during the night... I never slept in my van down there, after that 😳
@@dellaird9160 Dude did this encounter happen up Glen Etive or somewhere similar ? ! I've had a couple odd things happen too but not seen anything direct.Used to consider myself a hardie chap but the more I research these cryptids the more of a whoose I become 🫣
Your experience in trying to find a spot to pitch a small tent in wild areas is one I've had many times. Sometimes I've retreated into woods just to find a drier, flatter area but there's no guarantee. As far as risk is concerned - apart from the weather, the most concrete threat in that sort of territory is ticks and I'd bet you picked up one or two. I always camp with a wee bottle of neat Dettol, which kills the tick and the parasites they carry. Good, intelligent video, so thanks for that.
I concur I camped next to a river in fort william and had 2 tiks munching me and caught lyme disease bring on the spooks
Lyme e disease. Are you going to be ok ?😘🏴 @@mrbrownz554
Trust your instinct. It will never fail you. I have to say ,70 degrees is warm for you scots. Cute , i can imagine what you would do in one of our Illinois summers with temps 100 degrees and humidity of 70 percent. 😊. It looks very beautiful where you are. Stay safe.
always go with your gut bro enjoying your ch chin up look forward to your next adventure ATB 👍 ⛺️
Thanks man, appreciate the support 🙏
Done a lot of walks in Scotland some by myself in middle of moonlit night walking through the night with a head torch . I have always felt serenly calm by myself at night. In fact the calmness comes from knowing there is nothing out there but me and the NATURAL wilderness. I felt only natural fears like 'I hope I dont go over on an ankle'. But I do understand the power of the mind. Watch a horror film and don't put your foot out of the bed in case the monster under the bed gets it.
Very interesting, glorious scenery. And as many others have said ALWAYS follow your gut instincts. There is usually a reason and even if there isn't, better safe than sorry.
I watched that and was glad that you left. I think it is good to show yourself listening to your instincts. You have them for a reason. Some places do feel eerie as anything and it isn’t nice. Glad you made your way back and didn’t push yourself to stay!!xx
Well done for sharing this, as it's a part of your outdoor experience just as any other, and is probably one that's best not kept to yourself... There's been a lot in the news recently about the disappearance of Jay Slater - the young lad on Tenerife; and the chances are you've been contemplating the big "what if?" question at some level in your sub-consciousness... Maybe it's even brought a few other cases such as Finn Creaney, to your mind - and without even realising it you'll have been looking at the chances of it happenning to you... Maybe the fact it was so boggy all around that lochan catapulted into your consciousness, then that triggered a fight or flight response and the warning of danger flags appearred! Whatever, it's always best to trust your instincts and so, not only did you do the right thing by getting the hell out of there - you did an extra right thing by sharing it here as maybe, somebody else out there, is trying to get their head round a similar experience right now - and this will help them get things back into a more appropriate context! And as you say, you still got a jolly decent walk out of it!