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Posted on 8/5/10 at 9:30 am to mylsuhat
One story that wasnt creepy for me but hilarious because it creeped out some guys we were hunting with. We went coon hunting on my place in Bienville parish with some guys my dad knew from work. We were up on this elevated area above a creek bottom and the dogs started trailing a coon. We waited for them to tree, but they never did. Then you heard the dogs yelping and they came hauling arse back to the 4wheeler. They jumped in their dog box and wouldnt come back out. My dad and I figured they probably jumped a hog. It was no big deal to me and dad but it really freaked the other guys out because they didn't know what it could have been. Then my dad starts on this story about how his grandma used to be this big voodoo priestess, and black magic this and that. Those guys were so freaked out they loaded their stuff and took off.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 9:48 am to Salmon
Afternoon bowhunt on a climber. I hear a rustling noise directly under me. 6 ft. Canebrake. About 30 minutes later I shot a pretty decent buck. I waited till after dark and climbed down.
In my excited state I forgot about the Canebrake. When I stepped off the climber he reminded me he was there.
In my excited state I forgot about the Canebrake. When I stepped off the climber he reminded me he was there.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 9:49 am to windriver
quote::frickthat:
In my excited state I forgot about the Canebrake. When I stepped off the climber he reminded me he was there
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:04 am to 4X4DEMON
There used to be two old grave yards on one of our leases. They had a guy that would not hunt in that area to save his life. He was paranoid and very superstitious. He made sure he was out of the woods about 20 minutes before dark every evening.
We used to frick with him a lot.
We used to frick with him a lot.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:12 am to Slickback
Yea, I've never been superstitious about that kinda stuff. Another story: I was hunting on the edge of my swamp in my climber. Right about dusk I could hear the hogs waking up about just the other side of the tree line. Pretty damn creepy hearing all those squeals and grunts. Knowing that we've killed 400lb boars here before, my head was on a swivel all the way back to camp.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:15 am to 4X4DEMON
screach owls are never a good time either 
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:23 am to mylsuhat
I remember being 8ish and my uncle and dad telling stories around the camp fire about wompus cats and swamp monsters. It really messes with a kids head you know.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:24 am to mylsuhat
Climbing into a box stand early in the morning....only to notice when day break hits that there is the largest wasp nest I have ever seen between me and the way down. frick that.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:25 am to 4X4DEMON
One of my cousins hunts where the hogs are real bad. They all carry pistols with them during bow season (even though its against the law). They also leave their stand before dark if they aren't near their 4wheelers.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:26 am to 4X4DEMON
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:32 am to Salmon
Two years ago opening morning i am walking down my 250 yrd food plot i have. 7wsm on my back and no side arm. headlight is on red when i hear a noise and a pack of small pigs pop out in front of me. i spooked them and one comes right at me and hits me in the leg while running by. I hit the ground and look up and 15ft away was a big boar snorting at me. I couldnt get that damn gun off my back quick enough. he went in the brush and i ran a world record 200yd sprint to my deer stand. I shot him later that day from the ground. LINK
This post was edited on 8/5/10 at 10:33 am
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:35 am to hawkeye007
Hawkeyes pig
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:37 am to hawkeye007
quote:That shot doesn't look like it came from the ground to me... I'm no CSI but I'm assuming these:
I shot him later that day from the ground
1. you're less than 10' tall
2. you're more that 1' tall
3. you weren't close enough to the pig to shot it exacution style
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:38 am to 4X4DEMON
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Creepiest experience in the outdoors
I remember being 8ish and my uncle and dad telling stories around the camp fire about wompus cats and swamp monsters. It really messes with a kids head you know.
My dad used to tell me the same things. His version consisted of wompus cats, the cane monster (grew up in venice where we had lots of roseau canes), and my favorite the gookanikki (don't know how to spell it but pronounced asian-a-nikki).Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:40 am to mylsuhat
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I stumbled upon a bare hill with 3 burnt crosses in the middle of Kisatchie National Forest.
I have seen a Google Map of something like this in Kisatchie and it is fricking wacked out looking. Stones surrounding crosses.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:40 am to JasonL79
Yall lucky you never had to worry about the Roux-Ga-Roux 
Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:42 am to mylsuhat
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Yall lucky you never had to worry about the Roux-Ga-Roux
Never heard that one.Posted on 8/5/10 at 10:49 am to JasonL79
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Roux-Ga-Roux
Or Loup GaRoux. Look up some stories about him. Reaks of rotting flesh. Walks in an upright backwards position and wispers in tongues as he approaches. Will make your hair stand up.
Posted on 8/5/10 at 11:21 am to Salmon
Back in the mid 70's when I was 11 or 12 we were hunting the Red River area lease we had. They older kids always told stories of a thing called a Banshee. It was some form of flying female witch that lived in the tops of trees and only came out at night. Well in that area there are screach owls that can curl your hair when they scream. Well one morning early before daylight on the stand after a long night of frightning stories one of those fricking owls screamed and was very close. I froze and didn't move till my dad picked me up mid morning. Never been that scared ever again. Not even in Big Momma's bar up the road. I just knew that Banshee bitch was coming rip my head off.
Never been that scared ever again. Not even in Big Momma's bar up the road. I just knew that Banshee bitch was coming rip my head off. 
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