The Strange And Unexplainable

[ATA]

One night I was out with my friends , we are about 4 cars and 6 person, Later that night another one join and became 7 person, The place is aqueduct middle of nowhere. The first road was 5.5 miles away and first sign of life was a gas station two miles that road. So you imagine we could see a car lies away driving on that road.

It was dead silent and we were cat fishing and striper fishing.

Around midnight we hear screams of a man while we are around fire and talking, And my friends start o talk about skin walkers and that they are real and they are sound like that, While we were talking, The screams got closer and my friends were believer of skinwalkers. I must say they freak out by the screams while getting closer and we choose the new moon for that fishing so it was really dark.

make story short after an hour when scream was very close all of my friends ran other side of canal in their car and got ready with what they carry, The smallest was 12 gage

Since I had no idea and dont believe , I stay fishing in dark and I saw a Man other side (opposite side of where I was) of aquaduckt and he was freaking walking and scream time to time.

I was so glad he didn't look at me and I was so glad no fish got hook to ring the bells I put on my rods. and he left screaming.

anyways I think it was a crack/drug user but one of my friend insisted that it was skinwalker.

This is video of place I was fishing that night to better understanding where car was parked and where we fish and where skin walker/drug user was walking.

 

 

[Log Catcher]

Many years ago I was fishing a cove after dark on a lake I didn't fish very often. I hear a loud blood curdling scream. Then no other sounds. About 20 minutes later I hear another scream. Have no idea what it was and never heard any other noises. Someone told me later that sometimes skunks will make noises like that.

[N Florida Mike]

5 hours ago, TnRiver46 said:

Clearly you’ve never been around an armadillo! Or squirrel or chipmunk……

Especially an Armadillo! 

[king fisher]

I was almost shot, by a friend who thought I was a bear.

       We were setting up a King Salmon camp on the Nushagak river in Alaska.  One guide had been dropped off by plane with the camp gear, and I was going to bring the boats from the town of Dillingham in a couple of days.  I got a late start on the day I brought the boats and my speed towing two john boats was slower than I had anticipated.  I missed the high tide required to get across the bay and had to wait for 6 hours high and dry in the middle of the bay for the tide to come back in.

         I didn't make it to the camp site up the river until 2:00 AM.  That time of year it doesn't get completely dark, but at that time of day there is not much light.  It was the other guides first year and he was very scared of bears.  He had one come through camp earlier in the day and was not used to being alone in the wilderness.  He was sleeping and didn't hear my motor when I pulled in to camp.  I made quite a bit of noise anchoring the boats which woke him up.  

       I started walking toward the tent when I heard, him start yelling go away bear.  I was somewhat mad he didn't come help when I pulled in so I decided to play a trick on him.  I walked around camp bumping into things trying to sound like a bear.  He continued to yell go away bear, and I was having a grand time.  I walked to the tent and brushed up against it.  He screamed as loud as I have ever heard a human scream.  I shot my rifle in the air and started to laugh.  He didn't think it was too funny, but was glad to see me.  The next day he told me how close he was to shooting his pistol through the tent.  That was when he got the last laugh.  I came one second away from a practical joke ending badly.  I never dreamed a person would shoot through a tent at something they couldn't see.   Whenever I thought I heard a bear in camp, I would walk outside and chase the bear off.  I asked him why he didn't come out of the tent, and he said he was to scared,  It was then I learned how badly inexperience and fear can make smart people do stupid things.  By the end of the season the guide gained experience and was able to laugh at himself for being so scared.   

[Skunkmaster-k]

I took two of my sons night fishing for catfish . We were sitting in our folding chairs when a not small frog hopped over to me and climbed up onto my shoe. Then he just sat there staring into my eyes.  Every time I kicked him off he came back and did the same thing. Weird huh

[gunsinger]

10 minutes ago, Skunkmaster-k said:

I took two of my sons night fishing for catfish . We were sitting in our folding chairs when a not small frog hopped over to me and climbed up onto my shoe. Then he just sat there staring into my eyes.  Every time I kicked him off he came back and did the same thing. Weird huh

Shoulda kissed it. Might have turned into a princess. ?

[Skunkmaster-k]

2 minutes ago, gunsinger said:

Shoulda kissed it. Might have turned into a princess. ?

Probably would have just got warts on my mouth. 

[cyclops2]

You were supposed to kiss him. Any wish would come true. 

[Skunkmaster-k]

3 minutes ago, cyclops2 said:

You were supposed to kiss him. Any wish would come true. 

I would have wished I didn’t have warts on my mouth. 

[GRiver]

About 3 weeks ago, I left early morning  still dark in the boat. I wanting to be up this creek off of St John’s River at daybreak. It was just light enough to see, had the trolling down, rods out on deck, creeping up the creek. I was sipping my coffee while eating a egg & cheese biscuit, when the a loudest bellow, growl, groaning I’ve ever heard came from the  swamp next to me. I think I felt the vibration off the sound of it.  Then birds that were roosting all flew off around the area. It got dead quiet. No noise, not a sound at all. I didn’t even want to chew my food, didn’t want to make noise and attract attention. 

I drifted for a while before putting my foot on the trolling motor pedal and moving on a few hundred yards more to start fishing.

It was the weirdest sound I ever heard.
It unnerved me and everything else around me too. 

[Bluebasser86]

9 hours ago, TnRiver46 said:

Clearly you’ve never been around an armadillo! Or squirrel or chipmunk……

Quail are surprisingly loud when you get a covey of them walking through crispy leaves, so are turkeys. 

 

Wasn't unexplainable, know exactly what it was, but I'll tell a story on myself.

 

My buddy, his stepson, and I were fishing Lake of the Ozarks several springs ago and had just got back to the ramp as it was getting dark. We were bass fishing but had also caught several crappie and a keeper walleye that Jon wanted to eat, so I filleted them at the ramp and was cleaning my board and knife when something across the small cove started to crack limbs and rustle leaves in a slow but deliberate walk through the trees. I had a flashlight but it wasn't strong enough to quite see across the cove completely, but it did catch a large, dark figure moving through the trees coming down towards the water and us. 

 

My first though was it was a black bear. I am terrified of bears. I'd say irrationally but I'm not sure that it's irrational to be scared of something that can and will eat you. Jon likes to tell it as "If you've ever seen the older cartoons when someone takes off and everything they were holding hangs in the air for a second before falling but meanwhile they're long gone, that's what happened next". I don't really remember, all I know is next thing I was 200 yards up the hill in the parking lot in the back of my truck. 

 

Turned out it was a beaver dragging a sizeable tree branch down to the water that had a bunch of brown leaves on it still. 

[N Florida Mike]

9 hours ago, GRiver said:

About 3 weeks ago, I left early morning  still dark in the boat. I wanting to be up this creek off of St John’s River at daybreak. It was just light enough to see, had the trolling down, rods out on deck, creeping up the creek. I was sipping my coffee while eating a egg & cheese biscuit, when the a loudest bellow, growl, groaning I’ve ever heard came from the  swamp next to me. I think I felt the vibration off the sound of it.  Then birds that were roosting all flew off around the area. It got dead quiet. No noise, not a sound at all. I didn’t even want to chew my food, didn’t want to make noise and attract attention. 

I drifted for a while before putting my foot on the trolling motor pedal and moving on a few hundred yards more to start fishing.

It was the weirdest sound I ever heard.
It unnerved me and everything else around me too. 

A bull gator?

[TnRiver46]

1 hour ago, N Florida Mike said:

A bull gator?

That was my guess too 

[GaryH]

1 hour ago, N Florida Mike said:

A bull gator?

1st thing that came to my mind. 

[scaleface]

Years ago I was squirrel hunting with my dog . Walking through the woods there was all kinds of commotion all around us . Dont know what it was but the dog ended up between my legs . Coyotes I presume .

 

 I told a cub scout troop a scary story at a camp out . About trapped miners , who dug their way out . They were trapped so long that their eyes bugged out with tiny black pupils . I then turned away and said they may still be out there meanwhile  slyly popping ping pong ball halves with black dots into my eye sockets, then turned back around . It scared one camper so bad he didnt sleep that night .

[Glenn]

Black bears are harmless. They're more scared of you than you are of them.  The only time you need to be cautious is when cubs are around.  Otherwise just clap your hands and they'll run away.

[TnRiver46]

19 minutes ago, Glenn said:

Black bears are harmless. They're more scared of you than you are of them.  The only time you need to be cautious is when cubs are around.  Otherwise just clap your hands and they'll run away.

https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.usatoday.com/amp/8208113002

They are getting a little more aggressive around here, one killed a hiker near where I camped last summer . Another 16 year old kid was dragged out of his hammock by one but his dad beat it over the head until it ran away. When I worked for the park service we pelted one with river rocks and it wouldn’t run away, a young bear. Also my brother was in waders fishing a pond in Alaska and a bear walked out into the water towards him. He started yelling and screaming and waving his fishing rod but the bear kept approaching, so he eventually had to run. We heard all the crazy sloshing and finally saw him running at us out of breath. He could barely say “bear” and we said you aren’t supposed to run from bears. He then flipped us off 

 

[Chris Catignani]

31 minutes ago, TnRiver46 said:

...my brother was in waders fishing a pond in Alaska and a bear walked out into the water towards him.

The bear just wanted to see what he was throwing...

[Blue Raider Bob]

Got to chime in. In my teens my fishin' buddy and I were in a slough off the St. Francis River in Arkansas called Raft Bayou. It was midnight or so checking trot line under trees when all of a sudden the worst screaming imaginable happened in the branches right above my head. When I got my wits together and climbed off the bottom of the boat I shined my light up and these two Big Racoons were fighting it out over our heads. I started to go grey from that moment on.

[T-Billy]

On 10/12/2021 at 12:47 PM, Mobasser said:

When I was much younger, in my latter twenties, I had a wife and four children at home. On Friday nights,the kids would be asleep between nine and ten o clock.                    I'd take a casting rod, a small one tray tacklebox, a good flashlight and go walk the banks at a small lake near home, night fishing for bass.                                         My night box contained a few spinnerbaits, a jar of #11 pork frogs, and a bag of large Culprit worms, hooks and weights, as well as two Jitterbugs, a 5/8 oz size, and a then new muskie jitterbug.                        I always fished the same cove. The cove was not very large, and had an old half rotted wooden dock, with one light above, which put out a little bit of dim light. Some guys would promise to meet me there, but almost all backed out, so I made these trips alone. On certain nights, bats would circle the light, occasionally swooping down close by, but there was never any problem with them.                                  One humid night, I decided to hike around the cove and fish the other side. Using my flashlight, I made the hike, walked down the bank and began casting.                           Directly behind me around ten feet distance, was a large thick wooded area. Very overgrown and thick with trees, vines and deadfalls. No paths or trails in this woods, and I'm sure nobody ever went in there.                                       After a short time, I heard a tree crack in the woods behind me, followed by some loud commotion. This happened again, but sounded closer. I held my flashlight up and scanned the woods, but everything seemed still.                                                               There was something in that large woods, trying to get through, and getting closer. I heard what sounded like a larger branch breaking along with more rustling noise, and that was it. My imagination got the best of me.                                                              I quickly reeled the spinnerbait to the rod tip, grabbed my tacklebox and quickly( very quickly), made a beeline back to my truck, on the other side of the cove.                              When I got to my truck, I was sweating, and it took me a minute to calm down. I stared into the woods across the cove trying to see just what it was that made that noise behind me. Whatever it was, it was large enough to break branches and make some serious commotion.               Night fishing for bass can be awesome. Your senses become very sharp, and everything is amplified.                             This all happened over 35yrs ago. I'll never know what was in those woods that night, and I'll always wonder.                                 I still have my black muskie jitterbug too. I've never caught a single fish on it. Now, it's just a reminder of a night time bass fishing trip from years ago.

Please share any strange or unexplainable things that you've experienced while night fishing for bass.

Deer maybe? They're curious at night. I've had them follow me through the woods after dark, even after shining a flashlight in their direction. If they can't smell ya they'll get pretty close sometimes.

 I wasn't fishing, but one night while coyote hunting, I was just sitting there letting things quiet down before I started calling, when two glowing balls of light appeared about 25yds or so in front of me. They drifted through the trees for several seconds then went out as quickly as they appeared. As I sat there fairly freaked out and trying to make sense of what I had just seen, they appeared and disappeared again going the opposite direction, and slightly farther away. They were definitely self luminescent, not reflected light, and floated along kinda like a balloon in the breeze. I've researched online and the most accurate description of what I saw seems to be ball lightning. Kinda odd though, it was November, temps in the 40's and no storms around. Sure creeped me out.

[GRiver]

13 hours ago, N Florida Mike said:

A bull gator?

I’ve heard gators before, didn’t quite sound like one. It sounded kinda like a bear but way louder and deep and long.

[N Florida Mike]

1 hour ago, GRiver said:

I’ve heard gators before, didn’t quite sound like one. It sounded kinda like a bear but way louder and deep and long.

There’s a good bear population along much of the st Johns …

[GRiver]

9 hours ago, N Florida Mike said:

There’s a good bear population along much of the st Johns …

Yea…. I see them from time to time here. One came in my shop when I was kneeling down going thru a bucket of PVC fittings.

I heard his nails clicking on the floor, I first thought was “ I need to trim my dogs toe nails again”….. “wait Buster past away over a year ago”. I turned, about two feet away I was face to face with a juvenile back bear. I stood up and I think the bear was like “oh crap a human is in here too”. He turned and heading for the door, big paws spinning on the floor.

That bear had walked in the shop, gracefully, without any damage. Just clickity clickity his nail on the floor.

He left total destruction in his wake when he left, the stools for my work bench went flying. That bear crashed into my tool box, ran over a tote breaking it, about ripped the door off it’s hinges that was partially open, which went full open after he hit it. He sent it crashing back into the building as he clipped the big trash can by the door take it outside with him, sending the contents all over.
So yep we got bears here, it only took a few seconds for all this to happen. 
But back to the sound I heard , could’ve been a bear but had that low vibration growl you get from a bull gator. Amp that up to super loud and you have it.

[GaryH]

I remember many years ago just after we moved to Florida I was fishing the Oklawaha river. Fishing in a little cove I heard what I thought was someone trying to get his outboard started. It went on and on till I finally headed over to the next cove to see if I could help. To my surprise there was no one there. I sat there for a few minutes and then the noise started again and I saw the water vibrating. It was my first time seeing and hearing a bull gator growling and vibrating. 

 

[GaryH]

55 minutes ago, GRiver said:

Yea…. I see them from time to time here. One came in my shop when I was kneeling down going thru a bucket of PVC fittings.

I heard his nails clicking on the floor, I first thought was “ I need to trim my dogs toe nails again”….. “wait Buster past away over a year ago”. I turned, about two feet away I was face to face with a juvenile back bear. I stood up and I think the bear was like “oh crap a human is in here too”. He turned and heading for the door, big paws spinning on the floor.

That bear had walked in the shop, gracefully, without any damage. Just clickity clickity his nail on the floor.

He left total destruction in his wake when he left, the stools for my work bench went flying. That bear crashed into my tool box, ran over a tote breaking it, about ripped the door off it’s hinges that was partially open, which went full open after he hit it. He sent it crashing back into the building as he clipped the big trash can by the door take it outside with him, sending the contents all over.
So yep we got bears here, it only took a few seconds for all this to happen. 
But back to the sound I heard , could’ve been a bear but had that low vibration growl you get from a bull gator. Amp that up to super loud and you have it.

Who helped clean up the mess that you left when you first saw him. ?