I prefer my my name not mentioned. Thank you. So it was about the 2000 or 2001 in Pennsylvania near a major camp retreat close to Oilcity. I was a counselor at a 1 week camp for kids. I normally go 2 or 3 early to be ready. By this time I've been going ro camp here since i was a child and only encountered normal small wildlife and once a black bear, until that evening. All was normal and set up was going well my cabin and pavilion were ready to go. It's now the second night and nothing out of the ordinary happened, it was late and I went to bed. Now it's important to say these cabins are 3 to 4 ft high and once in a bunk you end up 5 ft up and top bunk , we'll we all know that's even higher up. All was smooth smoked a cigarette and went to bed. Now it's about 2 or 3 a.m and I'm awoke by a hugh bang i jumped up like a rocket out of my bunk and quietly listed. The window next to the door was always stapled with a piece of plastic like a cheap 1$ tablecloth always did the trick for privacy due to the window be exposed to main trail. So continuing on all got quite and I drifted off to la la land again, but only to be awoke again by intense scratching and banging again. Now under this is almost above me but on the wall my bunk was attached. I lay listening wondering what it could be. Being younger then my patience wasn't what it is today , but we all grow and change for the best. Now being annoyed I bang and screamed on the wall say enough, probably mixing in some curse words in between. Despite my irritation the banging ensued. After about an hour of on and off all went quite and stopped but oddly I heard bipedal footspeps. I was mad but I shrugged it off and went back to sleep. It's morning now I got up and went to the fire pit for coffee. Now having the cobwebs shook I inspected the area finding nothing. No scrapes no dent nor footprints. Not even wood damage from beavers or other chewing animals. Not a chewed wood corner or any signs. Only about a year later I put together the pieces and said to myself, oh my. You see in order to do what was done that night you'd have to be 7 or 8 foot to hit scrape or scratch that area. I tested sticks logs that could be handled to duplicate this night and I could not do or come close to the strange occurrence the previous nite. Note nothing happened the rest of the week. The woods being to vast to locate and pinpoint what occurred. To this day i wished I woulda gone to see what this was instead of going back to sleep.
Second encounter was near Butler Pa it was around 4 a.m I was hunting in my tree stand and ready to go. My father & I go out to our spots early and set up so we're ready to go . My father was about 1/2 mile away, and we were set now as soon as darkness lifted it was game on. As I wait high up in my stand I hear bipedal footsteps pacing around my tree below. I look all directions & see nothing but the sound of footsteps still going on. I load my chamber and point at the ladder waiting only realizing it could climb any of the trees the stand was attached to. I was a bit unnerved . Then all went silent no footsteps below nothing, not even a print. Let's just say I hit dad on the walkie talkie and day let's call it a day. Sure he asked why quit do early, I replied it's just hunger maybe we'll return after lunch. We did not. I never told dad about the crazy occurrence day, I guess I didn't want him thinking I'm out of my mind. I know something was there and I consider myself lucky it sounded really big and I doubt it'd go out easy.
Well that's my 2 true stories use as you wish and thanks for the great vids and knowledge.
Second encounter was near Butler Pa it was around 4 a.m I was hunting in my tree stand and ready to go. My father & I go out to our spots early and set up so we're ready to go . My father was about 1/2 mile away, and we were set now as soon as darkness lifted it was game on. As I wait high up in my stand I hear bipedal footsteps pacing around my tree below. I look all directions & see nothing but the sound of footsteps still going on. I load my chamber and point at the ladder waiting only realizing it could climb any of the trees the stand was attached to. I was a bit unnerved . Then all went silent no footsteps below nothing, not even a print. Let's just say I hit dad on the walkie talkie and day let's call it a day. Sure he asked why quit do early, I replied it's just hunger maybe we'll return after lunch. We did not. I never told dad about the crazy occurrence day, I guess I didn't want him thinking I'm out of my mind. I know something was there and I consider myself lucky it sounded really big and I doubt it'd go out easy.
Well that's my 2 true stories use as you wish and thanks for the great vids and knowledge.
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