Some strange things arnt always seen

[Dan Mich Trapper]

I should start by saying that the town I live in has alot of history behind it  . It was a booming place in the 1800's durring the white pine era with saloons , cathouses, Lots of people , a railroad and one big sawmill .The mill caught fire and ended up burning the town . Today , we have a bank , 2 stores , a cafe , pizza shop , post office , and a fire dept . The town never grew up again . We are listed as a ghost town .

 A crick that I trap had the tracks from the train running throuh it  and evidence of that  is still apperent. One night while running my line at around 11 pm ( done late as to avoid being seen by potential theives ), I had a sprung and empty trap . The snow was coming down heavy but there was no wind what so ever . Just big heavy snow flakes . I was bent down resetting the treap when across the creek behind I heard a voice in a giggling way say "no", almost like someone refusing a dare . I was sure I was alone because the only close house was a family with young kids that would not be out that late . Most the rest of the town is retired people .
 I turned around quickly and shined my light through the woods but the snow was so heave that 50 to 75 feet was the sight limit . I saw nothing . Figuring it was just my mind running wild , I tried to finish my reseting . I just got suddenly scared to the point I couldnt take it anymore , like I was being watched , I could feel it . I jumped up and left the whole area till I could back durring the daytime .

I wish someone would have been with me that night to confirmed what I heard . I KNOW I heard a voice , to this day I will swear to it . But I will never know the source .

[Mikey]

Dan:  don't you just hate it when the hackles on the back of your neck stand right up and you can't put a finger on the 'why'.  And don't you just hate it when you get that feeling you are being watched, yet you can't see what or who is watching you.  And how about when you hear the voice or voices and you know there is no one else out there.  

When the hackles go up I get comfortable with the butt of my gun.  I get the same reassurance when I feel I am being watched.  If I step off a trail and put my back to a tree and the feeling goes away then I know it's a critter of sorts and I feel a bit more comfortable.  If it is a voice and I'm the only one around, and the voice was like a whisper or a giggle like you heard and I can't see anyone else no matter how hard I look, then I know I'm being 'visited' by a friendly sort.  Note I didn't say spirit.  But, when you hear a voice, or a word, and no giggle or softness, and the hackles stand up straight, it's time to go 'visitin' elsewhere.

Upstate NY is full of old, unmarked cemetery's and family burial plots.  Sometimes when I'm out scouting around and feel the need or desire to take a break, some spots look a lot more inviting and peaceful than others and it's pleasant to rest a bit.  Sometimes you get the idea you should look this way or that and you get a bit of a surprise seeing something that makes you think of things past.  I was walking a power line a couple of years ago and took a sit down on a big rock where I had a  gorgeous view of the area.  After a bit the thought came to me that I should 'come down here' and then walked about another 20 yards downslope to an overgrown but fairly level clearing.  In the clearing was a field stone outline of what may have, at one time, been a house and within the outline were half a dozen field stones spaced about right to serve as gravemarkers.  No markings or carving of any sort but I noticed that you would have a great view of the area if some of the trees were cut down and it sure would be nice if some kind soul were to attend to that task.  Well, a few months later just before hunting season began I tended to that task and opened up a gorgeous view with only about an hours work.  I felt good about it all the way home but you know Dan, I couldn't find that place again to save my butt.

It must have been the summer heat or just some strange old thoughts still floating around but everytime I have gone back to try and locate that clearing I just can't quite seem to locate it.  But, it sure is peaceful in that neck of the woods.  

Yep, you can see and find all sorts of strange things in the woods, and you can hear them as well.  But when there's nobody else around and you are the only one who hears them you have to wonder if you should run, or not.  Mikey

[Dan Mich Trapper]

Good story Mikey . Funny how you can go back after only being there once , but have no clue after twice . I think there is alot more out there than we all will see and way more than we will ever understand .

[Mikey]

Dan, that's quite true.  I was just saying something similar to SAWgunner about my sister.  Mikey.

[myronman3]

well this wasnt outside but it is my freakiest moment ever.   a few years back i had a buddy who was going through a divorce and had a big house all to himself and i happened to need a place to stay.   so i moved in as a roommate.  
    one day while home alone sitting on the couch reading with my rottweiler sleeping at my feet.   all of the sudden with no reason why she springs up and in an instant every hair was on end and she was gritting her teeth and let out a rumble like i never heard before or since.   i mean she was standing there looking like hell on earth while putting her but on my leg and staring and snarling at an empty corner.   there was nothing in the corner.   if the dog had been facing me doing that i would have thought she was fitting to kill me.  :eek:    but she was definatly standing in protection of me, but i dont know from what.   then as suddenly as she started it all, she turned and licked me and layed back down and went to sleep.   i darn near left then and there, and seriously considered moving out.   nothing ever happened like that there again.

[Mikey]

myronman3:  animals have different senses than we do.  Sometimes things we should notice but don't just go right on by us.  Sometimes we noticed them in different ways - oh, was that a draft, did I leave a window open or forget to shut the door.  Dogs hear better than we do and hear in different ranges than we do.  They smell things we do not and see things we may not be able to.  I never discount one of my dogs when they spring up out of a dead sleep.  I don't consider it a 'bunny-chasing dream', I consider it a real alert.  That usually gets them a trip outdoors and a bone when they come back in.  

I have often wondered if my late wife has ever visited, even when I was home, as my dogs will startle a bit but then wag their tails and go back to sleep.  My new dog, a rescued 'adoptee', so to speak, will startle and bark but lay back down after a gentle word from one of the others.  It gives me peace of mind.  Mikey.

[bullet maker]

Hi Myronman3
   Theres an old saying that goes something like this, that only animals, young children, and old people, can see ghost.
   Back in 1975, I would pass this old farm house everyday when I went to work. There was an old man working outdoors on his fruit trees everyday. He had about 12 apple, and peach trees in his front yard. For years I would see the old man every morning when I drove passed his house working on the trees. One morning as I went to work, he wasn`t there pruning or cutting grass around them or watering, as he usually was. I though maybe he was on vacation or visiting grandchildren or maybe sick. After a couple of weeks of not seeing him, my curiosty got the best of me, and I seen a young man out side haveing an estate sale signs puting up on the highway. I stopped in to inquiry about the old man and was told he had passed a way and that he was his son. I told him how everyday as I went to work, that I noticed his dad always outside careing for the fruit trees so gently. He said that his dad loved them trees.
    I might add that it was in the fall when the old man passed away. That spring believe it or not, everyone of them trees died. Again the son was out there cutting up the dead trees to haul off, and I stopped by to talk to him and told him that it was unusally for the trees to have died so fast. He was confused also, and we both came to the conclusion that they (the fruit trees) had keep him alive all of these years, and he them.
    There are many mystery`s in this world.
bullet maker

[myronman3]

very interesting, guys.  
hey mikey- i am with you on taking every alert of my dog for real.  thats why we have them- cause we can trust them.   and a good rottwieler is a dog you can surely trust.   i guess that is why i freaked out.   i knew she wasnt playing; and it was such a negative reaction from her.   whether a person walking by at night, a coon in the trash, or a strange blur in the corner i take it for real.  
surely there is alot going on around us that we all too often miss.   i have also learned over the years to listen to my 'gut' ( and that means more than getting a second helping{o.k., third} at thanksgiving).