Creepiest experience while camping or riding

Discussion in 'Trip Planning' started by Wreckman, Nov 9, 2013.

  1. luckner

    luckner Adventurer

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    Hello!
    Not bike but camping story. My wife and me where traveling very far from home through the province Corrientes in Argentina on board our minimotorhome. The sun was reaching the horizon so we decided to stop for the night near the wire fences to a very big forest, so fifty meters from the road, as we usually do.The zone was very lonely. We had dinner, changed clothes for the night and prepared for going to bed when two pairs or lights approached from the road. One car was a police one, the other civil tarnisched. Two officials, one in uniform and one in civil clothes checked our documents and the ones of the little truck with attention looking in the interior with lights and whispering among them, while another pair waited behindnd the cars.
    After a while and convinced of seeing us harmless they left. Before that the official in civil took me apart and said to me "I would strongly suggest you not to stay her for the night. Behind this forest runns the river Paraguay (boundary between Argentina and Paraguay) and this is a VERY hot drug smuggling zone. Two days before and exactly in THIS place we had a fight with narcos with two dead smugglers and one official hurt."
    It is obvious to tell that we hurried to put distance between the spot and our souls!
    But the night had not finished...
    I drove in pijama a lot of kilometers, perhaps more than hundred, until I see the lights of a gas station. I obtained permission to stay for the rest of the night and returned to bed in the hope to be sure and safe. It was more or less 1 o clock of the morning.
    In an uncertain moment I wake up due to a terrible loud music. I jumped out of the bed, opened the front left door and got our of the vehicle prepared to show my indignation... only to see myself surrounded by perhaps ten or fifteen "ladies of the night" in high heels, minis and heavily maked up.
    As no customers had yet arrived to the night club at which side we naifly had parked, the attention of the girls focused oh the only present male laughfing and trying to touch the "cute blond" to exasperation of my wife still in the bed.
    It was so that in that endless night we had to move again! We had to drove up to the city of Ituzaingó in the middle of the night, in pijama and angry for so much trouble!
    Kind regards,
    LUCKNER
  2. KC7

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    "Deliverance" Near Jasper, TX:

    Pulled over on a hot day to rest on a shady picnic table at a small rest area near Jasper, Texas. One other old guy was sitting in his car, backed into a spot about 2 tables away. As I was laying on my back, snoozing a bit, I heard his car start up and he inched forward until he was directly in front of my table. When I sat up, he motioned me over and lowered his passenger window. Being the dummy that I am, I went right up to his passenger window and we had idle chit-chat for a minute, then he said, "You ever get horny when riding that thing?". Taken aback a bit, I finally mumbled "no", and began backing up. He then leaned over towards the open window and said, "What would you be prepared to do, if you ever did get horny?". Needless to say, it didn't take me long to get my helmet strapped on and bike flying down the road. Not sure where he went, as I was afraid to look back.
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  3. mach1mustang351

    mach1mustang351 Long timer

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    Not creepy so much, but definitely unexpected. When my wife and I were bike traveling to Alaska the first time, we had a particularly tiring stretch and were glad to stop for fuel. I pumped gas, she went inside. I went in and went up to the counter. I asked the man if a cute little curly haired girl paid for the fuel on pump 2. He said no. I jokingly say "okay good, just wanted to make sure we didn't steal fuel," he said "if anyone steals fuel here, I get in my truck, and put them in the ditch," he was 100% serious. All I could come up with was "good thing I'm paying for my fuel then,"
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  4. MattySull

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    my brother and I had these small 70cc suzuki kids dirt bikes that were a blast to ride.
    At around 2AM we had the great idea to drink and then ride them up to the old airport, it's an airport that was never finished, 2000 ft of clearcut land with deep gravel set down in the backwoods of NH.

    The scariest thing here would be my brother's horrific sense of direction I tell ya the kid couldn't find his way out his front door.
    So I'm arguing with him about the right way to go and finally he listens and follows me a couple hundred feet behind on the narrow trail through he woods. These bikes have no lights so we were wearing headlamps. I glance over into the woods and see at least 10 sets of red beady eyes staring back at me 20ft from the trail. I stop and never break eye contact with these demonic things. I was creeped out because I couldn't see bodies only the eyes. I noticed there were at varying heights, some taller than me and others 2-3 ft from the ground. Some moved around and some didn't but they didn't evacuate the area the way I thought deer would.
    We eventually got the hell out of there. Realistically there is no doubt in my mind that they were deer but lazy ass deer they were, maybe it was the remnants of an old native american tribe of cannibals.
  5. WVhillbilly

    WVhillbilly Long timer

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    Deer don't reflect red, nor do they reflect in pairs.
    Prey animals have eyes on the sides of their heads, predators on the front.

    You stumbled upon a pack a migrating Jersey Devils.
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  6. Jarlaxle

    Jarlaxle Long timer

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    Where was this airport? (I figure it's condos now...)
  7. MattySull

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    not condos. It's a state reserve area that they let snowmobiles on but no other vehicles so don't expect to ride a motorcycle there without annoying the local cops.

    GPS coordinates, 43.814293, -71.132225



    It had to be deer. There isn't much in NH for predators that travel in packs of 5+. Are coyotes walking around on their hind legs these days?
  8. Jarlaxle

    Jarlaxle Long timer

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    Wat town is it in?
  9. mississippimadman

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    Night_eyes.jpg
    Coons
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    WVhillbilly Long timer

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  11. flei

    flei cycletherapist

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  12. ponytl

    ponytl even my new bike is old

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    creepy? only looking back... as kids ( i was 11-12) with my older brothers we'd ride the local river bottoms, swim in the river and a few lakes we knew, one we'd hung a rope in a tree on the high banks side of the lake... the trails only went to the far end so we'd park the bikes and walk the edge of the lake to get to the rope... This day they decided we'd swim to the 'rope tree" which meant a swim all the way across the lake... I was in jeans and about half way across the lake I was going down ... about to drown... a blond haired skinny dude fishing on the mud bank (HAD A GREEN TACKLE BOX) jumped in and saved me... pulled me to shore where i proceeded to walk around the lake to where my brothers and friends were... cussing them for not watching me or helping as i screamed... they said I was full of crap... the bank where the fishing guy came from was in full sight of them and they swore no one was or had been there... so we walked over there looking... it was a mud bank that left big foot prints anywhere you walked and there were none there before we'd got there to inspect... nor could i tell them were it was i exited the lake... yet to this day I have a perfect picture of the guy who "saved" me including his tackle box... as a side note several years later a couple of kids from my neighborhood (one a little brother of my friend) drowned in the same lake... fell through the ice... and we have never had ice thick enough to walk on here... that was the second time i believe i was saved from death but was not to be the last......
  13. ponytl

    ponytl even my new bike is old

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    i forgot to add... this summer my 13yo son and his friends mountain bike in the same river bottoms... and are now swimming in the same lake... on one hand it is cool that the area is still there and they enjoy the woods and same trails... on the other... i always avoided that swimming hole after my .... experience.... but since i have 4 such "experiences" one that required the '' paddles " after an electrocution,
    and another where cops i knew found me unconscious in the street @ 4am after i was pressure washing a basement in a historic building alone... pressure washer was still running that i had started hours before ... where usually i could get an hour out of a full tank... fumes had filled the basement... i was young and dumb and have no idea how i ended up in the street.. they called the EMT guys, but they did not transport me... the cops did ask what happened to my helper... told them i was working alone tonight... they said they had stuck their head in the open doors earlier and there was another guy there.... truly believe i have a guardian angel...
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  14. RebornRider

    RebornRider Been here awhile

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    Very interesting stuff, ponytl! :-)
    Ride safe all.
    gary
  15. Retired and lovin it

    Retired and lovin it Been here awhile

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    My money is on clowns
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  16. Erinaceous

    Erinaceous ...................O#O

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    I live in the same city as Stephen King and the other day he
    went into the Bangor Police Dept and gave them a red ballon.
    If you're on Facebook you may want to follow the department
    as the writer is a wicked comic and is followed all over the world.
    That is where you can see Stephan and his wife Tabatha visiting
    the department. https://www.facebook.com/bangormainepolice/

    ...we haven't had any clown sightings.
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  17. Sitheach86

    Sitheach86 Long timer

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    I lived right outside of Bangor in Carmel Maine for 16 yrs. Man I miss that place. South Texas is like I imagined hell.
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  18. Erinaceous

    Erinaceous ...................O#O

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    Know it well. Carmel is a great town. Sorry you are in .....the place of torment.
  19. KC7

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    Come on, SA can't be that bad....at least you're close to something resembling an interesting riding area (TX Hill Country), "if" you can find any land to ride on. I know the landowners are horse's butts over there (from my own experiences, when lost, and facing the wrong end of a gun).
  20. Brian011952

    Brian011952 Been here awhile

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    This is not my story, but still a quite interesting one.

    Quite a while back I was in Baja with some friends. We had been riding the race routes and rolled into Mike's Sky Ranch for dinner and a room one night. We were early getting there so we had a couple beers and folks started arriving in every kind and type of OHV and 4X4 imaginable. It sort of turns into a giant off roaders show by nightfall. While walking around looking at different set ups, I ran into a group in some old school Broncos. You could tell these guys matched their vehicles and had been coming to Baja for decades. I struck up a conversation, and sure enough, I was correct, some of them had been coming to Baja since the early 1960's.

    Well, we talked and I listened to their Baja stories for a while before dinner as we all had a few more beers. Then an excellent dinner, was served and after dinner I ended up sitting next to this old guy from Bronco group. I mentioned that this was my first trip to Baja and we'd not been sure what to expect. I related that our experience had been pleasant with good interactions between the residents and the authorities in all of the back country places we had ridden. I then related one particular night when we had slept out on the beach near a really remote town. He then chimed in with a story of beech camping that made the hair stand up on the back of my neck.

    I guess him and other members of this group had been coming to Baja for years. In the early 1970's on one of their trips, they decided to beach camp one night. He said that were all gathered around the fire when they spotted headlights coming in their direction. It was late and they were coming from and odd direction. He said back then, they carried firearms with them, so they made sure their weapons were where they could reach them. As these vehicles came closer, they stopped behind a berm and just out of view. They found this odd, and then the next thing they knew, they were being charged and shot at. He thought these Bandidos had expected them to run off when they started firing, and then they would rob their camp and probably take their vehicle's too. But instead of this happening, he related that they took cover and returned fire. He thought these Bandidos had not expected them to be armed, and the firefight was very short before the Bandidos returned to their vehicles and left. He said they went out and looked around where the Bandidos had been and they found a dead Bandido one of them had shot when they returned fire. None of them felt like spending jail time in a Mexican prison, so he said they packed up and drove immediately north. He said they drove through the night to the border and just after daybreak, they were crossing the border back into America. He said getting back on American soil was a really good feeling that morning.

    He said they never heard s thing about that whole incident, but it was a few years before they returned to Baja, and they still avoid that one area.

    It was an interesting story, and one told with sincerity. I don not know if it was true or not, but things do happen. I think I would have run for the border too.