Anonymous
7/21/2025, 7:39:20 AM No.40767179
Post the creepiest shit you've seen out there. Camping, hiking, hunting, whatever.
I'll start:
>camping with some buddies in northern Ontario last summer
>way up north, like 1 bar of service if you're lucky
>only 1 other group at the whole campsite we were staying st
>we were drinking around the fire all night, just bullshitting
>I got drunk asf, tapped out around 1am and stumbled off to my tent
>few hours later I wake up to this loud ass grunting right outside my tent
>deep, slow, kinda wet sounding
>figure it’s a moose, probably a big bull in rut
>it’s close, like RIGHT beside the fucking tent
>I’m still half drunk but sober enough to know not to mess with that
>just lay there listening to it circle the tent
>it’s not moving fast, just slow steps and grunts
>keeps making this gross throat-noise, like something between a moan and a snort
>starts hitting the tent pole gently like tap, tap, tap
>not enough to shake it, but just enough to let me know it’s there
>this goes on for way too long
>had to be close to an hour of this big dumb fucking animal grunting at my tent
>I’m getting annoyed but also don’t want to get stomped out if I go out there
>at one point it stops and does this long, drawn out grunt that sounded unnatural
>like a guy trying to imitate a moose but not quite pulling it off
>then silence
>full dead quiet, like the woods just shut off
>then I hear it walk away on two feet
>not crashing through the bush like an animal
>just steady cronch, cronch, cronch
>next morning I check outside
>nothing around my tent, no obvious tracks
>except for two big ass footprints leading off into the trees
>definitely not moose tracks, and not any of ours either
>ask the guys in the morning, nobody else woke up to hear it
Still no idea wtf that shit was. I always missed out when my buddies would see shit in the forest before this, thought they were full of shit, who knows.
I'll start:
>camping with some buddies in northern Ontario last summer
>way up north, like 1 bar of service if you're lucky
>only 1 other group at the whole campsite we were staying st
>we were drinking around the fire all night, just bullshitting
>I got drunk asf, tapped out around 1am and stumbled off to my tent
>few hours later I wake up to this loud ass grunting right outside my tent
>deep, slow, kinda wet sounding
>figure it’s a moose, probably a big bull in rut
>it’s close, like RIGHT beside the fucking tent
>I’m still half drunk but sober enough to know not to mess with that
>just lay there listening to it circle the tent
>it’s not moving fast, just slow steps and grunts
>keeps making this gross throat-noise, like something between a moan and a snort
>starts hitting the tent pole gently like tap, tap, tap
>not enough to shake it, but just enough to let me know it’s there
>this goes on for way too long
>had to be close to an hour of this big dumb fucking animal grunting at my tent
>I’m getting annoyed but also don’t want to get stomped out if I go out there
>at one point it stops and does this long, drawn out grunt that sounded unnatural
>like a guy trying to imitate a moose but not quite pulling it off
>then silence
>full dead quiet, like the woods just shut off
>then I hear it walk away on two feet
>not crashing through the bush like an animal
>just steady cronch, cronch, cronch
>next morning I check outside
>nothing around my tent, no obvious tracks
>except for two big ass footprints leading off into the trees
>definitely not moose tracks, and not any of ours either
>ask the guys in the morning, nobody else woke up to hear it
Still no idea wtf that shit was. I always missed out when my buddies would see shit in the forest before this, thought they were full of shit, who knows.