I have a friend at work, when we're in the country in certain areas, he always says this area is creepy and it gives him the willies. Frauquier Lake by Louise Lake does that to me. I love the area, but it is like somebody is watching me when I am in that area. For some reason it is kind of spooky. Do you have any lakes or campsites that do this to you?

No, and now I'm not sure I want to read this thread when others start posting... gonna MAKE me have the willies!

My buddy went with us this year and we have camped all over the place backpacking from caves to porta-ledges and there were two places that we pulled up to and he said they gave him the creeps, didnt really get it but we moved on

My wife was always freaked out by a certain campsite on Lake Three. She was not comfortable both times we were there. She said she felt something was just off. Whatever that means.

Only those accessible by motor boats full of drunken Creeps shooting guns and threatening to rape and/or kill campers.

Of course, you know to what event I refer. That story always gives me the willeys.

No particular locations, just areas with lots of wind throw, and White Cedar swamps. Perfect monster breeding habitats. : )
...To be honest for me I think it has to do with not being able to easily keep orientation because of confusing landmarks. That and maybe no clear easy way to get out in a hurry.

When I went through Baker Lake up to the Temperence Lakes, going through Wierd Lake kind of gave me the creeps. I don't know why, but it just did. Could be the name.
Also my first solo trip out of Sawbill I did the Kelso loop & for some odd reason Kelso gave me the creeps. Again, don't know why, it just did.

Nothing to fear...nobody's watching you...heh heh heh...

Feels to me like there is a foreboding presence in the area around the Fishdance pictographs. Palpable.

quote BWPaddler: "No, and now I'm not sure I want to read this thread when others start posting... gonna MAKE me have the willies!"

LOL!

this is creepy if you ask me:




it's on the east side of Heritage, quite a ways up the steep hills which are on that side.

The only site I've moved on from due to a "creepy" feeling was somewhere in the Man Chain. Can't remember where exactly but there was a site that had some man-made wooden structures that didn't seem quite right.

Only the site where the BWCA axe murderer lurks.
I cannot recall the lake or the camp site??
Sleep well on your next trip!
Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! :)

quote The Great Outdoors: "Only the site where the BWCA axe murderer lurks."

everyone knows that site is a bait shop in ely.

It may or may not be, I don't really remember in all the excitement!!
Do you feel lucky....?
Bwahahahahahahahahaha

i was in wisconsin quite a few years ago in a place called (i think) the porcupine wilderness. id been on this trail 4 or 5 times before and never had a problem but the last time i was there, i had the strangest feeling....like i was being watched or something...cant explain it. i didnt go in far...turned around as soon as i felt what i felt and have never been back again. not a feeling i liked i can tell you that.

any site with alot of dead, standing trees creep me out. i can also relate to what trix said about weird lake.

quote Amok: "

quote BWPaddler: "No, and now I'm not sure I want to read this thread when others start posting... gonna MAKE me have the willies!"

LOL!

this is creepy if you ask me:



it's on the east side of Heritage, quite a ways up the steep hills which are on that side."

Saw a site similar to this on the north side of Wench. But it looked like the remains of a teepee or sweat lodge, and a bunch of old pots and pans scattered around. Didn't really creep me out because it looked like whoever was there was long gone, but I still wonder who did it?

Going back to the first question: maybe a little on Kelso - but it was my first solo, so I chalk it up to that.

quote greenydd: "i was in wisconsin quite a few years ago in a place called (i think) the porcupine wilderness. id been on this trail 4 or 5 times before and never had a problem but the last time i was there, i had the strangest feeling....like i was being watched or something...cant explain it. i didnt go in far...turned around as soon as i felt what i felt and have never been back again. not a feeling i liked i can tell you that. "

Thanks for that...Porcupine Wilderness was on the list for winter camping this year...I guess I will have to remember to pack the Ghostbusters Proton Pack and those things are really kinda heavy.

i used to follow a board similar to this one except it was based on Bigfoot sightings. what little planning i put into my trips usually involves visiting areas of recent Bigfoot sightings. i have seen no evidence of a bigfoot in the BWCA but i believe that a bigfoot lives on the portage between home lake and gull lake. this portage and area have that "creepy" feeling to it. this is the area where an experienced hiker was lost several years ago as he soloed backpacked the angleworm trail. his body has not been found. this october I decided to paddle the south shore of gull lake as i believe that he may have drowned in this lake, even with the crystal clear waters we found nothing. the wolves in this area never shut up, they howl at all hours and follow you as you cross the portage. i believe that the bigfoot here has trained the wolves to do his evil bidding's.

quote mooseplums: "My wife was always freaked out by a certain campsite on Lake Three. She was not comfortable both times we were there. She said she felt something was just off. Whatever that means."

Pack in some Beano next trip :)

quote greenydd: "i was in wisconsin quite a few years ago in a place called (i think) the porcupine wilderness. id been on this trail 4 or 5 times before and never had a problem but the last time i was there, i had the strangest feeling....like i was being watched or something...cant explain it. i didnt go in far...turned around as soon as i felt what i felt and have never been back again. not a feeling i liked i can tell you that. "

I did get freaked out hiking a trail in Pictured Rocks on south shore of Lake Superior. Kept my car keys in my hand at all times and only quit sweating when I was back inside the car with doors locked. Never did see anything too odd, but seeing another solo hiker just gave me the creeps and I kept imagining crazy reasons HE was out in the woods on a weekday.

I have this experience sometimes. Not too often in canoe country, fortunately, although the campsite we stayed at on Deer Lake in 2005 kind of gave me the willies. I think it's hard to explain what sets it off. It's probably some reaction deep in the reptilian part of the brain.

It's happened to me more often in other regions. We were hiking for just a couple hours in a forest of huge trees in the middle of the Copper River delta near Cordoba, AK, some years ago, and it was self-evident that orcs and trolls were hiding behind all of the trees (and there were a lot of trees for them to hide behind). I was genuinely surprised when the the car was still there when we got back to where we parked. Then there was the Lapp hut, very desolate but obviously still in some use, on our backpacking trip across the tundra in northern Sweden, where we did not see another soul for six days (but did see a lot of reindeer that probably belonged to that crazy Lapplander who owned the hut) . . . .

Not any campsite, but in the Mall of America. It was in a shop that was displaying African tribal masks.

My wife also had an incident when she was on a trip to Haiti. She felt that "chill" as her group was passing a nondescript house in a residential area. She asked her guide/interpreter about it and he said that was the house of the local voodoo Houngan(male priest).

quote Mort: "Feels to me like there is a foreboding presence in the area around the Fishdance pictographs. Palpable."

I agree.

I've had the feeling of being watched on Fishdance, very creepy.

quote Ho Ho: "It's probably some reaction deep in the reptilian part of the brain."

Agree, and I bet there's a reason for it.

quote Ho Ho: "Then there was the Lapp hut, very desolate but obviously still in some use, on our backpacking trip across the tundra in northern Sweden, where we did not see another soul for six days (but did see a lot of reindeer that probably belonged to that crazy Lapplander who owned the hut) . . . ."

Reminded me of finding a blood trail and a dead sheep near a deserted shed high in the Norwegian mountains. Not a soul in the area, and if it was killed by another animal, wouldn't it have eaten it? Very odd and spooky.

On the Superior Hiking trail, there is a campsite. It is the first one you encounter heading south from Crosby-Manitou State park. I pulled in there around noon one day and even though the sun was bright and directly overhead, the thick, aspen saplings closed in all around the fire pit area, branches overhanging and curling into the sitting area. Standing there, one couldn't see much more then 10 to 15 feet into the brush. The tent pads were swallowed up and couldn't be seen from the fire area. Even during the day the site was dark, foreboding and completely silent. If I had stayed there, it would have been tough. No fire would have been bright enough to stop my imagination from seeing creepy shadows dancing at the edge of the light. I quickly moved on.

I was weirded out on Clearwater Lake (by Bald Eagle), but that was due to a spooky windstorm in the dead of night. It was not creepy otherwise.

One college summer I had to get up really early to drive into work (4am), and I parked at the end of a dead end street in small-town Iowa facing a corn field. It gave me the willies every morning when I'd have to turn on my headlights. Always afraid what would be there, waiting for me just inside the corn. Dang, I'm getting the willies just thinking about it. ;-)

Never saw anything, of course....other than the corn.

I have been creeped out in my car, in my house, in my canoe, in my tent and everywhere else I can think of. Mostly, I am just imagining the weirdness that I know is not there.

Except one time. After I got out of the USCG I decided to go on a week long hike of the Superior Trail starting at Tettegouche State Park. I made it over Mt. Trudee and stopped at the first site to the South (about 5 miles from my car) to camp for the night. I woke up the next morning, kind of late, about 9am or just before and noticed it was quiet; too quiet. There were no birds chirping, no airplanes flying overhead... it was really really eerie.

After a quick breakfast I decided that something was very wrong and I proceded back to my car; cutting short my 7 day trip by 6 days. I got back to the Tettegouche park office just before 1030, just in time for me to watch Tower 2 of the WTC collapse. I remember being uber creeped out.

While I do not believe in "premonitions" this even has been burned into my mind. Of course, I am sure it is the same for those who were alive when JFK and MLK Jr were shot. It is just one of those tragidies that burns into your memory.

quote nojobro: "Never saw anything, of course....other than the corn."

...other than the corn?

Don't remember if it's Allen, Pillsbury, etc, but one of those skinny lakes between Henson and Horseshoe on the Gunflint. Cedar, boreal forest and the campsites just felt too confined and just uncomfortable. The tent sites were kind of like a room without a window. I remember we decided to push on to Horseshoe. TW

a friend who was into some sort of Yoga told me what you were feeling was yourself.in a normal life we are surrounded by all sorts of outside stimulation.so in a place that we have no empathy for you project yourself into it in a attempt to fill in that empty space.your physical and mental "self" at that time determines the nature of that projection.
what may be a creepy moss filled Cedar stand to you could be a happy woodland wonder to the next person.he maintains that this other self is real and in the Western world it's thought of as a guardian angel,in China they call it the sympathy between heaven and human.
so in short,don't worry it's just you---

wetcanoedog,
Thanks for a great explanation.
Boppa

One year on Basswood we came upon a site up by US Point and left immediately because of a very odd or creepy feeling. The following year we were in the same area and got windswept and wouldn't ya know it the creepy site became our home for 3 days during a stom and it turned out to be a pretty decent site.

If you REALLY want to creep yourself out ... just take some time any given night when everyone else is asleep and just listen to the weird noises your house can make ... or take a long walk some night thru the woods when there's no moon .....

A fall storm forced me to camp on an island on the Mississippi River. The island was Devil's Island and I normally would have avoided it because of its name, but I had nowhere to go. I had to drag my boat across a half mile of mud flat and the island was a tangle of massive, exposed tree roots. If you slithered, there was a tent site and that's where I camped, with the lighting flashing and the trees creaking. The next morning, pulling away, I saw a man and a boy who waved to me. I didn't pull ashore.

Now, here's the creepy part. I read an account of a guy who paddled the river and a storm forced him to camp at Devil's Island and the next morning, a man and a boy waved at him too.

I wouldn't have remembered a man and a boy who waved at me, but something was off about them and it was the same for the other paddler.

quote missmolly: "A fall storm forced me to camp on an island on the Mississippi River. The island was Devil's Island and I normally would have avoided it because of its name, but I had nowhere to go. I had to drag my boat across a half mile of mud flat and the island was a tangle of massive, exposed tree roots. If you slithered, there was a tent site and that's where I camped, with the lighting flashing and the trees creaking. The next morning, pulling away, I saw a man and a boy who waved to me. I didn't pull ashore.


Now, here's the creepy part. I read an account of a guy who paddled the river and a storm forced him to camp at Devil's Island and the next morning, a man and a boy waved at him too.


I wouldn't have remembered a man and a boy who waved at me, but something was off about them and it was the same for the other paddler."

That's interesting Missmolly. Where did you read the account of the guy who saw a man and a boy waving at him too?

quote Trix: "When I went through Baker Lake up to the Temperence Lakes, going through Wierd Lake kind of gave me the creeps. I don't know why, but it just did. Could be the name.
Also my first solo trip out of Sawbill I did the Kelso loop & for some odd reason Kelso gave me the creeps. Again, don't know why, it just did."

Went that way with my brother last September on a dark, rainy day. Neither of us got weirded out by weird lake though. I actually thought the campsite looked inviting.

About 20 years ago my wife and I were exploring a back bay as there was a little river we wanted to see if we could paddle up on a day trip. We were able to get quite a ways back, even though the channel was very weed choked and shallow. We went as far as we could and eventually I had to get out and pull us over a small tree that had blown across the creek. I immediately sunk into the muck up to my waist and still hadn't hit a solid bottom. As I was crawling back into the canoe after much effort, I felt that something was pulling me back down. I happened to look down and noticed a pair of hands reaching up out of the muck and they had circled my ankle and were pulling my leg...
just like I am yours.

Portals to Hell........

I have visited places as part of a group and had no feeling of uneasiness but have felt uncomfortable returning to those same places alone. Being alone in the woods and feeling uneasy is likely a common occurrence and I usually try to ignore the feeling. However, I try NOT to ignore an uneasy feeling about another PERSON.

so..............do you think animals are watching us and thats what we are sensing???

The only time that annoys me is when I'm taking a whiz and my dog opens the bathroom door.

But outside? nope. I don't feel like animals are watching me --should I?

Was staying at a island cabin on Lake Vermillion a few years ago where they had an outdoor shower. When using the shower, I noticed the two wolf/dog hybrids from the neighbors were standing there watching me (buck naked) about 10 feet away. These animals look exactly like wolves and acted almost as wild. Anyway, does anyone remember the old cartoons where the subject's image changed to look like butcher's cuts? Ham, flank, roast, ribs etc. You got it. I felt like they were sizing me up for dinner. Needless to say, I had a very quick shower.

quote greenydd: "so..............do you think animals are watching us and thats what we are sensing???"

Be afraid, be very afraid.

quote Boatin: "Was staying at a island cabin on Lake Vermillion a few years ago where they had an outdoor shower. When using the shower, I noticed the two wolf/dog hybrids from the neighbors were standing there watching me (buck naked) about 10 feet away. These animals look exactly like wolves and acted almost as wild. Anyway, does anyone remember the old cartoons where the subject's image changed to look like butcher's cuts? Ham, flank, roast, ribs etc. You got it. I felt like they were sizing me up for dinner. Needless to say, I had a very quick shower."

They sure is funny lookin within their skins off....

quote greenydd: "so..............do you think animals are watching us and thats what we are sensing???"

A friend and his dad both felt very uncomfortable, like they were being watched, as they were paddling on the Des Moines River two summers ago. As they round a bend, they see a mountain lion crouched at the edge of the river getting a drink. Said it gave them a good case of the willies – especially when it bounded into the woods and just vanished.

oops - double post

i think we are watched by animals a LOT more than we think....

The eyes have it.

quote greenydd: "so..............do you think animals are watching us and thats what we are sensing???"

When in the woods I'm always thinking the animals are watching me. Its not a spooky feeling. I often stand still and listen a few minutes for any sound hoping to spot them.

I not only think all the animals are watching me, but that they're laughing as well.

The place that creeps me out is 'the DARK'.
I can see pretty well but can't hear worth a nickel, so when it gets DARK and I can't see I have to imagine the sounds I can't hear. That's scary.

I think WCDs got the answer.

I think this may be my earliest memory, scared the crap out of me. I must have been 5 or 6 and my brother was 5 years older. We where staying at some cabin with our family north of Duluth. My brother and I where out goofing off down the road on my brothers bike. About a half-mile or so down the We run into this old guy holding a shotgun with a couple dogs barking like mad. He stops us to tell us that we need to get back home right away because last night he had shot a bear that was going after his dogs and that he had only wounded it and it kept coming after his dogs all that night and he was sure it was still out there. He then explained how dangerous a wounded bear was. Now take in account I am 5 and have never really been out of Minneapolis and some crazy looking guy with a gun that looks straight out of a Scooby Doo episode tells us to run, we run!.

Now my brother has the only bike and instead of waiting for me to get back on the back he takes off down the road leaving me to get eaten. I go chasing after him trying to catch up crying for him to wait up. I think I ran the fastest I ever had that morning because some how I did keep up.

So we make it back to warn our parents of the crazy bear in the woods in they barely acknowledge us and tell us to go play. I think they thought we mad it up. We did not go back down the road the rest of the weekend and never saw the guy again. To this day we wonder if there was really a bear of if that old guy was just training his dogs and though it would be funny to mess with some kids.

quote Mort: "Feels to me like there is a foreboding presence in the area around the Fishdance pictographs. Palpable."

I would not say "creepy", but definately a place where you can experience the awe of the ages, or that sense of the otherworldly that C.S. Lewise referred to as "numinous".

The place makes you feel small, and then, as you realize how long ago those pictographs were made, you get the sense that your own life is like a fleeting vapor that dissipates as the sub rises.

I both love and fear places like that.

quote Amok: "

quote BWPaddler: "No, and now I'm not sure I want to read this thread when others start posting... gonna MAKE me have the willies!"

LOL!


this is creepy if you ask me:






it's on the east side of Heritage, quite a ways up the steep hills which are on that side."

If I saw that, I'd start looking around for Les Stroud.

quote greenydd: "i think we are watched by animals a LOT more than we think...."

Yep. We're usually oblivious.

quote PWAXON: "I think this may be my earliest memory, scared the crap out of me. I must have been 5 or 6 and my brother was 5 years older. We where staying at some cabin with our family north of Duluth. My brother and I where out goofing off down the road on my brothers bike. About a half-mile or so down the We run into this old guy holding a shotgun with a couple dogs barking like mad. He stops us to tell us that we need to get back home right away because last night he had shot a bear that was going after his dogs and that he had only wounded it and it kept coming after his dogs all that night and he was sure it was still out there. He then explained how dangerous a wounded bear was. Now take in account I am 5 and have never really been out of Minneapolis and some crazy looking guy with a gun that looks straight out of a Scooby Doo episode tells us to run, we run!.


Now my brother has the only bike and instead of waiting for me to get back on the back he takes off down the road leaving me to get eaten. I go chasing after him trying to catch up crying for him to wait up. I think I ran the fastest I ever had that morning because some how I did keep up.


So we make it back to warn our parents of the crazy bear in the woods in they barely acknowledge us and tell us to go play. I think they thought we mad it up. We did not go back down the road the rest of the weekend and never saw the guy again. To this day we wonder if there was really a bear of if that old guy was just training his dogs and though it would be funny to mess with some kids."

Did you ever get even with your brother for leaving you?

I was in Walmart the other day and was really creeped out! I felt someone was checking me out: it was the checker at check out. I checked my wallet, then wrote her a check, and checked out of there as fast as I could!

quote LoneWolf: "

quote Amok: "

quote BWPaddler: "No, and now I'm not sure I want to read this thread when others start posting... gonna MAKE me have the willies!"

LOL!


this is creepy if you ask me:





it's on the east side of Heritage, quite a ways up the steep hills which are on that side."

Saw a site similar to this on the north side of Wench. But it looked like the remains of a teepee or sweat lodge, and a bunch of old pots and pans scattered around. Didn't really creep me out because it looked like whoever was there was long gone, but I still wonder who did it?

Going back to the first question: maybe a little on Kelso - but it was my first solo, so I chalk it up to that.
"

In the Navy I saw something that looked like this on the South side of a wench..... but that's a whole different story. I was creeped out though!

I have only been creeped out once in the BW. We found a perfectly intact but rolled up tarp behind our site. Wasn't sure what we would find in there when we un-rolled it (just a bunch of leaves).

I always get creeped out walking to and from the tree stand while hunting. It is always in the dark and through the woods. Even with a weapon in hand (usually a bow), I still feel like I am being watched. The last couple of times I've been out at night some animal (probably just a feral cat) has made a hideous screech about 10 minutes before I was to climb down.

quote PWAXON: "I think this may be my earliest memory, scared the crap out of me. I must have been 5 or 6 and my brother was 5 years older. We where staying at some cabin with our family north of Duluth. My brother and I where out goofing off down the road on my brothers bike. About a half-mile or so down the We run into this old guy holding a shotgun with a couple dogs barking like mad. He stops us to tell us that we need to get back home right away because last night he had shot a bear that was going after his dogs and that he had only wounded it and it kept coming after his dogs all that night and he was sure it was still out there. He then explained how dangerous a wounded bear was. Now take in account I am 5 and have never really been out of Minneapolis and some crazy looking guy with a gun that looks straight out of a Scooby Doo episode tells us to run, we run!.


Now my brother has the only bike and instead of waiting for me to get back on the back he takes off down the road leaving me to get eaten. I go chasing after him trying to catch up crying for him to wait up. I think I ran the fastest I ever had that morning because some how I did keep up.


So we make it back to warn our parents of the crazy bear in the woods in they barely acknowledge us and tell us to go play. I think they thought we mad it up. We did not go back down the road the rest of the weekend and never saw the guy again. To this day we wonder if there was really a bear of if that old guy was just training his dogs and though it would be funny to mess with some kids."

That was so funny. Reminds me of the saying if a bear is chasing you you don't need to outrun a bear, just outrun your brother.

quote HikingStick: "

quote Amok: "

quote BWPaddler: "No, and now I'm not sure I want to read this thread when others start posting... gonna MAKE me have the willies!"

LOL!



this is creepy if you ask me:







it's on the east side of Heritage, quite a ways up the steep hills which are on that side."

If I saw that, I'd start looking around for Les Stroud."

If this "structure" was about 3-4 feet tall, or so, it may have been an old trapping set for a Fisher. It's a weather proof set, snow or rain doesn't bother it. The trapper will hang a beaver carcass in it, then put several traps on the ground and block the entrance with a few balsam boughs. The Fisher smells the scent of the bait, and bails in through the side and gets caught.

There is an island campsite on te western end of Tuscarora that made me and my group of kids feel creepy. A decent site, but made me and several of the kids uneasy...we finished lunch fast and left. Several weeks later I talked to an experienced BW person at our school, mentioned this, and she identified the campsite. It had happened to her and three other women several years earlier!

I have been a bit creeped out walking to my deer stand alone in the dark, but nothing like that campsite.

I also had that "watched" feeling on a portage going north from Bald Eagle...I could even point to where I felt the watcher was. The kids said they had heard a wolf howl. I do believe in 6th sense type things.

I can't tell you how many times deer hunting I have had a voice in my head say "Look behind" and there was a deer. I hadn't consciously heard anything.

quote The Great Outdoors: "

quote HikingStick: "

quote Amok: "

quote BWPaddler: "No, and now I'm not sure I want to read this thread when others start posting... gonna MAKE me have the willies!"

LOL!



this is creepy if you ask me:








it's on the east side of Heritage, quite a ways up the steep hills which are on that side."

If I saw that, I'd start looking around for Les Stroud."

If this "structure" was about 3-4 feet tall, or so, it may have been an old trapping set for a Fisher. It's a weather proof set, snow or rain doesn't bother it. The trapper will hang a beaver carcass in it, then put several traps on the ground and block the entrance with a few balsam boughs. The Fisher smells the scent of the bait, and bails in through the side and gets caught."

It was as tall or taller than I am (5'6" --let the short jokes begin) so I doubt it was a trap of some sort... the opening was about 3' tall ... unless something was trying to lure me in ....

The structure isn't the trap, it's a place to hang bait with traps set on the ground.
It is possible for one to be that large.
It may have been an emergency shelter, but judging by it's crude construction, I'm still leaning towards an old Fisher set.

A ancient old blog,but kind of interesting. Is there any creepy campsite areas you just canoed bye because they looked spooky. I have to admit doing solo trips I have a few I just paddled bye. No way was I going to crawl into my sleeping bag at that site.
Sometimes small river spruce setting campsites do that to me.

Areas you canoe thru like something funny or a strange feeling in the air? Eyes a watching you?

I loved this thread. I did have a flying saucer hover off our campsite about five years ago and flash its bright lights in mathematical sequences for a good ten minutes.

The first site I ever encountered on the Superior Hiking Trail was a small, spruce wooded area. The clearing was only about 20 feet in diameter and then the ring of deeply shadowed, light-sucking trees hugged the clearing. It would have gotten dark quickly at that site. I passed it by, hoping that all the sites weren't like that.

People, not places, give me the creeps but I did once read a book that had me looking over my shoulder...it was titled "The purification Ceremony" and I highly recommend it to anybody that loves the outdoors and wants to creep themselves out a little!

I never gave it much thought, but now that I think about it there must be reasons that I do not like certain campsites.
I look a lot of sites over now and pass them up because they do not have good sight lines, or look just too much like Grizzly Country.

However one time my wife and were camping in the Prior Mtn's of Montana.
I got out of my tent to take a Pee and saw a suspended light dancing around the tent around 3-4 feet high. I looked at it for quite some time (Probably a couple minutes) then went back to the tent. I did not mention it to my wife since I figured she would think I was nuts.

A couple days later while continuing on our camping trip the subject got mentioned. It turns out that she saw the same lights that night on one of her pee breaks, and didn't mention it to me because she thought I would think she was crazy.

I knew the story of the Little People of the Prior Mtn's and how the Crow tribe would not camp in those mountains because of the spiritual amazingly strong dwarfs.

It was and is still really weird.
Little People of the Prior Mountians

On a solo a few years back I stopped for lunch at an open site. After eating I looked around a bit and saw this hanging on a tree by the fire pit. Kind of creeped me out, though I'm sure some kids camping there were having fun with something they found in the woods.

Dave

quote AndySG: "Only those accessible by motor boats full of drunken Creeps shooting guns and threatening to rape and/or kill campers.
Of course, you know to what event I refer. That story always gives me the willeys."

+1

quote Rob Johnson: "The only site I've moved on from due to a "creepy" feeling was somewhere in the Man Chain. Can't remember where exactly but there was a site that had some man-made wooden structures that didn't seem quite right. "

Old silver mining camp.

I recall stumbling on this thread from back in my days of forum lurking and finding it interesting. I'm glad it has had a resurrection. The only particular site I recall coming upon in the BW that made me uneasy was on Wonder Lake. In fact, the lake itself struck me as a bit odd. The site didn't feel "bad" per se, it simply felt busy; as if we had interrupted something we weren't a part of. The fact that our dog was clearly not in favor of it didn't really ease any tensions. We did spend one night there, nothing untoward occurred aside from a strange metallic banging noise from the south end of the lake that lasted for about an hour, but the odd feeling really never abated.

I learned several years later that my brother had stayed at that sight when he had soloed out for a couple of nights when he was guiding for an outfitter up there and felt essentially the same thing. He said that since he was the only one on the lake (as we had been), he spent most of his first night sitting up playing his harmonica (which would be enough to drive off anything). The second night, he recalled that I had once told him about leaving an offering for the maymaygwayshi. Said he put out some trail mix for them at the edge of camp and slept soundly all night.

In my rational moments, I attribute the strangeness of this site to the fact that it is on a seldom traveled lake on a dead end route. The site lines through the camp were unusual and a little disconcerting, and the wind was high. In my less rational moments, I too am not above leaving a little offering for the resident spirits if it buys me some rest.

LindenTree3
Very interesting,did the light go away before you went back into the tent. It is something you will always wonder about?

Four years ago we camped on Seagull Lake on a part of the lake that had been burned in the Ham Lake fire. All we saw was a dead landscape all around the lake, with the exception of our campsite, which had a small grouping of trees that were not burned. Each night, I saw a pair of eyes shining back at me from the dark, dead woods, a couple hundred feet away from our camp. The eyes were set apart enough for me to feel that this was not a small animal.

quote Mort: "Feels to me like there is a foreboding presence in the area around the Fishdance pictographs. Palpable."

me, too. Except I don't feel the presence is "foreboding". Almost as if someone is watching over the pictos as a protector but when they are observed with respect, no problem.

quote OneMatch: "

quote Mort: "Feels to me like there is a foreboding presence in the area around the Fishdance pictographs. Palpable."

me, too. Except I don't feel the presence is "foreboding". Almost as if someone is watching over the pictos as a protector but when they are observed with respect, no problem."

Heard that many times from others.

Its all in your head. If you ever have proof of someone harmed by a Spook, please let us know. The unfounded fears of some people ain't worth talking about. Maybe time on the couch is needed.

quote AndySG: "Its all in your head. If you ever have proof of someone harmed by a Spook, please let us know. The unfounded fears of some people ain't worth talking about. Maybe time on the couch is needed."

Yes, probably but human nature throughout times people have gotten uneasy feelings about there surroundings and also lighten up a little the whole topic was brought forward to have a little fun amusing talk. Some people including myself like to talk about this subject on a half serious and half light hearted talk and fun conversation. Yes there is many things in nature I don't understand. If I was afraid I wouldn't solo camp in the BWCA or Grizzly country. But the unknown of campsites in griz country can be very spooky and I won't camp anywhere.

A buddy and I camped in a nature bowl which was about 4 feet deep on the south end of Outer Island in the Apostle Islands National Lake Shore in the early 1980's. It seemed like a nice campsite as it was grassy with only a few trees and had Lake Superior close by on each side. It had an existing fire ring and was obviously a regularly used site. In the evening we extinguished our fire and went into the tent. Twice we had exit the tent to put the fire out again as it restarted itself. Finally we made sure it was dead out with several pots of lake water. Both of us agreed there seemed to be something creepy about this area which we had not experienced anywhere else on the island during that week. We were real glad to see our water taxi the next morning.

quote Pinetree: " LindenTree3
Very interesting,did the light go away before you went back into the tent. It is something you will always wonder about?"

The light was still dancing around when I went to bed, always about 25 feet away from me.
We had just lost our Yellow Lab that day in doggie day care, so we were drinking that evening and I attributed my sighting to booze.
Until my wife said she saw the same thing.

I used to work for the BLM Firefighting in that area, previous to our camping trip, on that same district.
We firefighters sometimes shared stories about the little people in the Prior Mtn,s and the natives spiritual reference.

quote Pinetree: " LindenTree3
Very interesting,did the light go away before you went back into the tent. It is something you will always wonder about?"

The light was still dancing around when I went to bed, always about 25 feet away from me.
We had just lost our Yellow Lab that day in doggie day care, so we were drinking that evening and I attributed my sighting to booze.
Until my wife said she saw the same thing.

I used to work for the BLM Firefighting in that area, previous to our camping trip, on that same district.
We firefighters sometimes shared stories about the little people in the Prior Mtn,s and the natives spiritual reference.

quote LindenTree3: "

quote Pinetree: " LindenTree3
Very interesting,did the light go away before you went back into the tent. It is something you will always wonder about?"

The light was still dancing around when I went to bed, always about 25 feet away from me.
We had just lost our Yellow Lab that day in doggie day care, so we were drinking that evening and I attributed my sighting to booze.
Until my wife said she saw the same thing.


I used to work for the BLM Firefighting in that area, previous to our camping trip, on that same district.
We firefighters sometimes shared stories about the little people in the Prior Mtn,s and the natives spiritual reference."

Spend enough time away from the insulation of walls and routine and you'll see things you can't explain.

On my last trip I had a super vicious mega storm go through. One side of my vestibule was left open and eventually all the lightening got the best of me and I started half expecting to see a big bear face illuminated by the flashes staring in at me. Nasty storm which got under my skin I must admit.

quote mastertangler: "On my last trip I had a super vicious mega storm go through. One side of my vestibule was left open and eventually all the lightening got the best of me and I started half expecting to see a big bear face illuminated by the flashes staring in at me. Nasty storm which got under my skin I must admit. "

I'm afraid that nasty storms are the new normal. I just got off the phone with a woman in India and she said they're experiencing unprecedented storms too.

There's been quite a bit of bush ape activity up there recently. Most people don't realize it, or choose not to believe it, but many of the fires are started by bush apes (also called big foots) having territory battles with other groups.

They burn each others territory.

quote mc2mens: "Four years ago we camped on Seagull Lake on a part of the lake that had been burned in the Ham Lake fire. All we saw was a dead landscape all around the lake, with the exception of our campsite, which had a small grouping of trees that were not burned. Each night, I saw a pair of eyes shining back at me from the dark, dead woods, a couple hundred feet away from our camp. The eyes were set apart enough for me to feel that this was not a small animal. "

Bush Ape.

quote Grouseguy1: "There's been quite a bit of bush ape activity up there recently. Most people don't realize it, or choose not to believe it, but many of the fires are started by bush apes (also called big foots) having territory battles with other groups.


They burn each others territory. "

Alrighty then........i'm not sure wether to laugh or raise an eyebrow. Surely you jest? Do you mean the Slim Jim commercials are for real? Who knew? And that Bic lighter that disappeared at camp during the night! Aha! Mystery solved.

I must admit to looking a bit rough around the edges as I came off my last trip ;-)

Like I said earlier,I know better but there is certain campsites give me the creeps. Maybe the woods around the campsite is dark and dreary like some swamp monster will get me after dark.
Once or twice camping in the middle of nowhere I jumped up from sleeping and swear I heard voices. My brother said the same. Go outside with flashlight,nothing. Chalk it up to whatever? Were both just hearing weird sounds. BUT THAT IS SPINE CHILLING. SPOOKY.
When a person first starts soloing it takes a little time to get use to sleeping alone in the wilderness. But you get use to it fast.
Also to me,having the little veil of a tent to crawl in can act as a security blanket. Never liked sleeping in the open.
Yes fast forward and decades of soling I got use to it. Almost.

I know others talk about footsteps in the night etc.. The night does bring out the imagination or well maybe?

There's been quite a bit of bush ape activity up there recently. Most people don't realize it, or choose not to believe it, but many of the fires are started by bush apes (also called big foots) having territory battles with other groups.

They burn each others territory.



OMG, this kills me. LOL! OMG. What a great thread. I occasionally get the willies, but its fleeting, as reason and rational thinking return, but not in the Bdub. I have developed pic's taken after dark at camp sites with big eyes lit up in the background. One was at the east sight of big island on SAK. I think it's pretty cool to see that animals are keep an eye on us. Going on my first solo in 3 weeks. Can't wait to think of this thread when I do.
I did go to the BW a few times with a group of friends and one of them refused to use the crapper or go into the woods after dark without someone going with him. He carried a huge knife with him all the time after dark. He had a very active imagination I guess.
Nothing to fear but fear itself

Probably shouldn't be reading this post the day before I leave.

Wearing hearing aids, or rather not wearing them when tripping makes nights in the wilderness sooooo much better... Unless it is the wife waking me up asking if "I heard that" whatever "that" was. I did hear something one night when she ask me, so I got the light and looked! It was the biggest rabbit I think I have ever seen hopping around camp and making noise...
Although I will say there are places where I have had the premonition that something was watching me, not in the BWCA, but rather hunting in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas.
Wife and I were visiting a cave one time and by accident rather than taking a picture of part of the cave, I took video with my phone. When I got home and looked at it... I was utterly dumbfounded by the unexplainable audio that was on the video... while there we heard no sounds, but there was some crazy noise on the video.

Bruce

A buddy and I stayed at the northern most campsite on Angleworm about 10 years ago.
Very creepy. We ventured out back of the campsite one afternoon and there were old bed frames, pots, cans, and other metal objects we didn't know what they were. We both heard weird sounds at night. Angleworm-Home area is kinda creepy. And I don't get easily creeped out:)

Zwater: "A buddy and I stayed at the northern most campsite on Angleworm about 10 years ago.
Very creepy. We ventured out back of the campsite one afternoon and there were old bed frames, pots, cans, and other metal objects we didn't what they were. We both heard weird sounds at night. Angleworm-Home area is kinda creepy. And I don't get easily creeped out:) "

Others have said the same thing.

Speaking of giant rabbits, on the same lake where I saw the parallel rows of lights flashing in sequences, while paddling around another island, I heard a big splash and turned to see a giant hare climbing ever so awkwardly out of the water. Even soaking wet, it was huge. Once out, it looked at me over its shoulder, hopped a bit, and kept stopping to look at me over its shoulder. I did not follow, not wanting to meet the Queen of Hearts.

Pinetree: "

Zwater: "A buddy and I stayed at the northern most campsite on Angleworm about 10 years ago.
Very creepy. We ventured out back of the campsite one afternoon and there were old bed frames, pots, cans, and other metal objects we didn't what they were. We both heard weird sounds at night. Angleworm-Home area is kinda creepy. And I don't get easily creeped out:) "

Others have said the same thing."

+2.

I have done some "minor" research on this topic of "Creepy" in the BWCAW. Many agree on the Home Lake area giving them the creeps as is Big Moose, island site on Tuscarora, but the later two not as frequent. The Fishdance deal on the cliffs with pictos is also a common occurrence for the "creeps" that many report. Are people mad- more crazy/ spooked in these areas compared to areas nearly the same all over the BWCA>? Are they just false claims? I tend to side with the former and have my reasons for them but likely a little too "off topics" for this thread and this site...

The sandy beach campsite on Malberg creep out my girlfriend when we stopped and explored it, said she wouldn't want to stay there.

We got a strange sort of feeling in Algonquin one October. I remember talking about how the place seemed more "ancient" than the other places I had been to. It seemed sort of "mystical" and different. It took several days before we started thinking that way.......we couldn't quite put our finger on it but there was definitely something peculiar about that park, almost like it was a fairy tale land.

Anyway.........beautiful place especially during an Indian summer when the leaves were in full color. Very nice.

Two creepy spots come to mind for me.
One was Rat Lake, tiny lake on the border. As we paddled it felt like we were not making any headway. Like the lake was holding us back, or an anchor was dragging.
Then in camp it felt like someone was watching us. We found an old bear skull in the woods and placed it on a tree in camp. This added to the spookiness.

The other was Ashgon Lake. During a thunderstorm in the middle of the night something rubbed my hammock. I was up about two feet above the ground. So it wasn’t a Moose because of the tarp. So it was a bear, lynx or other critter. But no tracks were found in the morning, very strange. Could have been that little hairy guy I’ve heard of. :)

Rat lake and when water is down the mud on west end of Rose seems to want to suck you down.

MT used the word "fairy" to describe a lake and that's the word I'd use to describe the only lake up north where the inexplicable occurs. It's as if fairies, not malevolent beings, populate that lake. Mischievous, for sure, but not scary. They move things. They light the night. A giant hare climbed awkwardly out of the lake. And so on. The only violent thing that ever happened was when a pal cast an F13 Rapala at the shoreline and the water erupted. The Rapala was slung back at us, hooks straightened, its spine ripped out, and the balsa back broken. We paddled to where the lure landed it and there was only a foot of water there. I still have that mangled lure.

WhiteWolf: "

Pinetree: "

Zwater: "A buddy and I stayed at the northern most campsite on Angleworm about 10 years ago.
Very creepy. We ventured out back of the campsite one afternoon and there were old bed frames, pots, cans, and other metal objects we didn't what they were. We both heard weird sounds at night. Angleworm-Home area is kinda creepy. And I don't get easily creeped out:) "

Others have said the same thing."

+2.


I have done some "minor" research on this topic of "Creepy" in the BWCAW. Many agree on the Home Lake area giving them the creeps as is Big Moose, island site on Tuscarora, but the later two not as frequent. The Fishdance deal on the cliffs with pictos is also a common occurrence for the "creeps" that many report. Are people mad- more crazy/ spooked in these areas compared to areas nearly the same all over the BWCA>? Are they just false claims? I tend to side with the former and have my reasons for them but likely a little too "off topics" for this thread and this site...
"

Numerous people have said Fishdance-Adams lake area is like there is something is in the air or watching you as you paddle.

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO's Thereeeeeeeeeeee.

Once I was on the portage going around Devils Cascade going from Lower Pauness to Loon Lake. Stopped halfway across at the hikers campsite that overlooks Devils Cascade. I was looking out at the Waterfall area with my back to the portage. I got this weird feeling that I was being watched .
I turned and there was a Wolf about 20 feet away looking at me blocking the trail back to the portage. He did not want to move.
I had to take a different trail to the portage out of there.
So perhaps many times there is something looking at you/ watching you .

Couple of years ago, we were on Lower Pauness. This would have been my daughters first trip to BWCA. The wife woke up and started poking me. She said something just brushed the side of the tent and it touched her. I was already awake and heard it walking and then watch it do this, so I knew she was not dreaming. LOL I tried to back to sleep but she was not having it, so she made me get out and check it out. She followed, because I was not going to leave her behind, and we finally saw the creature! He was down on the shore line gnawing on a stick :-). When the sun came up, we looked and sure enough we pitched our tent right in the middle of his trail. LOL My daughter never did wake up for that.

Couple years later, on Kawishiwi River: We were around the camp fire and out of no where this loud and blood curdling scream came from across the small bay from us. It went on for several minutes. Took us while to get to sleep that nigth. We often wondered what it was, but I think I figured it out from previous post on here. It must have been a Lynx! Sounded very much like this:

But WAY louder in dead silence ;-) Lynx talking

WhiteWolf: "

Pinetree: "

Zwater: "A buddy and I stayed at the northern most campsite on Angleworm about 10 years ago.
Very creepy. We ventured out back of the campsite one afternoon and there were old bed frames, pots, cans, and other metal objects we didn't what they were. We both heard weird sounds at night. Angleworm-Home area is kinda creepy. And I don't get easily creeped out:) "

Others have said the same thing."

+2.


I have done some "minor" research on this topic of "Creepy" in the BWCAW. Many agree on the Home Lake area giving them the creeps as is Big Moose, island site on Tuscarora, but the later two not as frequent. The Fishdance deal on the cliffs with pictos is also a common occurrence for the "creeps" that many report. Are people mad- more crazy/ spooked in these areas compared to areas nearly the same all over the BWCA>? Are they just false claims? I tend to side with the former and have my reasons for them but likely a little too "off topics" for this thread and this site...
"

Can you please tell us more? I am very intrigued!!

Yowling cats in the middle of the night always give me the creeps because they sound like babies or children. Hearing those lynx calls would definitely make my hair stand up straight.

oh man the portage between wet lake and mcewen. the south one with the rapids. my skin crawls and i always feel like something, i dont know what, but something is following me.

Don't have a lot of "creepy" stories to tell but one that definitely sent shivers up my spine for a few minutes. We were camping on a great site on Gun Lake in mid August, had been there a couple days and liked the site a lot. On a firewood gathering trip a ways back from camp i happened to notice something not natural under a large pile of deadfall, several trees all in a big pile. On closer examination I could just barely see a pair of brand new looking boots with heels on the ground and toes pointing straight up. Whoa. Who would leave these boots there and why. And then the thought came to me that maybe there's something attached to those boots? They were pretty well covered up with only a glimpse of the boots but after my first look I wasn't going to look any closer. Went back to camp to get someone else to show them what i had found. For some reason it didn't seem as creepy with someone else around and we gathered up the nerve to start digging in. Turns out it was just a pair of boots, no body attached, but the orientation of the boots sure made it look possible. Still wonder why someone would leave them there, seriously nice boots and virtually brand new.

Anyways we grabbed them and the guy I was with cleaned them up a little and wouldn't you know, they fit him pretty well.

So here they are and the story, although still a mystery, had a simple enough ending. But for a minute there when I first spotted those boots buried under the deadfall with toes pointed upwards...

NW Bay of Fauquier. There is a campsite there, but it hadn't been used in years. We had to drag a dead tree out of camp. It's a creepy little site with thick woods tucked up tight behind it....i hate those. Good part was the wind was blowing in and you caught a bass on every cast.

cowdoc: "NW Bay of Fauquier. There is a campsite there, but it hadn't been used in years. We had to drag a dead tree out of camp. It's a creepy little site with thick woods tucked up tight behind it....i hate those. Good part was the wind was blowing in and you caught a bass on every cast."

Been to that lake once and the whole lake give me the creeps. It would rank right up there. The shoreline etc. was just so, and no way on one of my first solo's was I going to camp there. It looked like something was lurking in those their woods. From the swampy portage in there etc.
Went back to Louise lake. Lot more friendly looking.

Zwater: "

WhiteWolf: "

Pinetree: "

Zwater: "A buddy and I stayed at the northern most campsite on Angleworm about 10 years ago.
Very creepy. We ventured out back of the campsite one afternoon and there were old bed frames, pots, cans, and other metal objects we didn't what they were. We both heard weird sounds at night. Angleworm-Home area is kinda creepy. And I don't get easily creeped out:) "

Others have said the same thing."

+2.



I have done some "minor" research on this topic of "Creepy" in the BWCAW. Many agree on the Home Lake area giving them the creeps as is Big Moose, island site on Tuscarora, but the later two not as frequent. The Fishdance deal on the cliffs with pictos is also a common occurrence for the "creeps" that many report. Are people mad- more crazy/ spooked in these areas compared to areas nearly the same all over the BWCA>? Are they just false claims? I tend to side with the former and have my reasons for them but likely a little too "off topics" for this thread and this site...
"

Can you please tell us more? I am very intrigued!!"

Limited time right now but do a search on "Haunted Places in the BWCA" on the above search engine -- or just click on this link.

It was 1961 and I was about 15 years old. The area had always been creepy to me. Maybe it was the bleached white sticks and branches that littered the ground beneath dense Douglas firs. They seemed to resemble bones. Nothing green was growing as the sun rarely reached the ground. The hair on the back of my neck often stood up when I was in that area alone. The place was downright spooky.

I was with 3 other kids which included my brother. We were headed to Philip's Meadow where we would spend the night in a crowded pup tent. We had walked from our homes in Lewiston, California with the intent of shooting a new (actually, very used because it was of British WWII vintage) rifle that belonged to one of the other kids.

We ran out of light at about the halfway point and pitched the tent right on the caterpillar trail we were following. We built no fire, just laid in the tent and tried to sleep.

We were awakened at about 2:30 am by the sound of a loud crashing noise. The crashing was continuous and was rapidly approaching the tent. We spilled out of the tent with the one flashlight we had just in time to see a basketball-sized rock roll to a stop about one step from the entrance to the tent. The crashing noise had come from the rock bouncing through that thick layer of dry sticks and branches.

One of us was older, 17 or 18. He fired the .303 jungle carbine up the slope from which the rock had come. My brother, to whom I hadn't spoken to about the matter until last year, tells me we contributed a few rounds from our .22, something I hadn't remembered.

We did not sleep the rest of the night. The next morning, we hiked up the hill to investigate. There were no rocks up above the tent, all the way to the ridge. No rocks and no hole to indicate where one might have been pried.

I cannot remember if we kids had continued on the Philip's meadow after our scare. Most likely, we retreated home.

So, 57 years ago, a creepy event occurred in a spooky place. The state of uneasiness that I had previously experienced when in the area must have been my primal self trying to tell me something.

Coincidentally, the event that resulted in the name "Bigfoot" being assigned to an upright creature had occurred just two years earlier, not far away. The notorious Patterson film was still six years in the future.

I never visited that spot again. My mother developed leukemia and we kids gave up hunting and fishing while she was dying. Shortly after her death we moved away from Lewiston.

My experience leaves me agnostic on the subject of "Bigfoot." Without the experience, I would be a skeptic.

When the hair on the back of your neck stands up, pay attention.

Best story ever, Jeri!

On July 1st of this year I was coming out of E.P. 16 late in the day from a solo canoe trip with my dog. It was a very long day and had been raining pretty heavily all afternoon.

I reached the 176 rod portage to the parking lot at 9pm, just as the sun was setting and the skies were clear. I had to make three trips to the parking lot because this was my first solo trip and I was carrying way too much stuff.

On the first trip I took the canoe because it was the lightest load. That went fine, though the portage was very sloppy from the rain earlier in the day.
I headed back for my 30Liter pack that I should have taken first because it had the key to my truck in it. The skies were getting darker each trip I took and on this one the dog kept look off to one side of the portage like he saw something, but I did not.

We got to the parking lot again and this time I was able to get my truck and move it to the staging area. I put the dog in the front seat to save him from having to take the final trip to retrieve the last pack. I emptied the 30liter pack into the back of the truck so I could transfer some of the weight out of the bigger pack back at the landing. I was getting a little dehydrated by this time so I took a little time to drink some water and recover.

By the time I got going for the last pack the skies were pretty dark. I grabbed a small flashlight from the truck but wanted to keep my night eyes so I only used it sparingly. When I got to the landing I thought I saw something in the water and shined my light in that direction. It was a crappy light and the beam diffused quickly, so I couldn’t make out details of anything in the distance. I assumed I saw nothing.

I moved my pack to the boulders next to boardwalk at the landing to start transferring some of the extra weight. I was looking for the bag that had my headlamp in it, but could not easily find it, so I finished up the transfer and closed everything up. I strapped the big pack on my back picked up the smaller pack to carry in front. As I stepped up on the boulder to get to the boardwalk I heard a “kerplunk” in the water next to me. Thinking that something fell out of my pack, I shined my light down to see what I dropped, but there was no water where something falling out of my pack would have landed. The closest water was two or three feet away. I kept shining my light down in the general area where I was, puzzled by what might have happen. All of a sudden I heard a bigger “kerplunk” in the water maybe 10 feet farther away. Of course I pointed my light in that direction, but saw nothing. I soon realized that something was throwing rocks at me. I wasn’t really afraid, but I had a very strong feeling that I had to get out of there. I headed down the trail and little way, turned around, saw nothing and kept going.

On a solo trip to the Five Ponds Wilderness Area in up state New York I was freaked my first night. My dog Bessie and I drove twelve hours all night, canoed twelve hours all day and set up a base camp, after a grueling thirty six straight hours it was time for bed. I woke up to this Pied Pipper Fella walking his bike through my camp followed by all types of woodland creatures, squirrels, fox, porcupines and a bear. I quickly asked him to leave and went back to sleep, only to awake again to the woodland creatures holding a meeting around my Camp fire. I calmly asked them to leave and went back to sleep. The third time I awoke to the woodland creatures tearing up my tent! I jumped and fell off my cot and on to my dog. Poor Bessie, I could see her brain working thinking that she wishes I would just relax and go to sleep. It is very weird to dream of sleeping and waking. I finally realized that my visions were happening during the day and it being the dark of night I was finally able to go back to sleep. I checked the tent for damage the next morning and was pleased to find all in good shape

Were you smoking something?

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Chief lone Watie: " Were you smoking something?"
Dude, I was dosed up on nicotine, adrenaline, lack of sleep and a cup of Sleepy Time tea, but I didn't know if it was day or night, where I was or who I was with. It had been a long strange trip for sure

Whitewolf's " Forum"-Haunted places

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OST

Anymore creepy areas you camped in or paddled in.
There is a few camp sites when soloing I just won't camp at. It seems like someone is lurking in that their woods.

wow. this old post resurfaces. some of the posters are gone (RIP). kinda weird in a nostalgic kind of way.

Site 1004 on Perent Lake. Creepy. The kind of campsite where you'd be talking to a buddy--look into the fire for a moment--and when you look back your buddy is gone. Vanished. Snatched by Bigfoot? Undergrowth is up close and gives a 'closed-in' feel. I was almost finished setting up camp when that creepy feeling struck me. Took me all of 3 minutes to repack and move on to another site. No spookiness followed me to the other site or since that one incident in 2008. I tell ya, it wasn't a wimpy figment of my imagination.

mjmkjun: "wow. this old post resurfaces. some of the posters are gone (RIP). kinda weird in a nostalgic kind of way.


Site 1004 on Perent Lake. Creepy. The kind of campsite where you'd be talking to a buddy--look into the fire for a moment--and when you look back your buddy is gone. Vanished. Snatched by Bigfoot? Undergrowth is up close and gives a 'closed-in' feel. I was almost finished setting up camp when that creepy feeling struck me. Took me all of 3 minutes to repack and move on to another site. No spookiness followed me to the other site or since that one incident in 2008. I tell ya, it wasn't a wimpy figment of my imagination.
"

I know, its weird,it is like something is lurking in some sites,your body just gets a funny feeling.

There is a campsite on the site of an old Indian burial ground (shown on the old top map) on Washington Island, Basswood Lake.

I probably would not camp there, but would be humble and deeply respectful if I did...

After spending four hours wind-bound on the portage on the north end of Rib, dark was coming on quickly as we pushed on and entered Lower George late last summer. The wind, which had barreling straight at us all day died abruptly as we entered the close, narrow confines of the lake. The spruce trees were so dense on either side that it was impossible to see more than two feet into them, and we entirely ceased any conversation. There was just a weird, watched sense that silence was imperative. About fifty yards from the portage onto Long Island my husband whispered from the back of the canoe “This is where Sasquatch lives”. While I sincerely doubt the presence of Mr. Squatch in the BWCA, I can’t deny that that place, at that time, felt like it was home to something very old, very wild, and very antisocial. It is one of only a few times up there that I had a strong desire to be somewhere else.

Emerging onto Long Island, the spell was broken, the wind returned and we made it to camp in time to set up by head lamp. My husband really wants to go back to poke around Lower George again sometime, I...less so.

greenydd: "so..............do you think animals are watching us and thats what we are sensing???"

I think this makes the most sense. I have only experienced it a few times. One time, it kind of came out of nowhere and was so *powerful* I had to immediately turn around to see who was there (no one of course). I was alone in the forest, working on my mountain bike chain. I was totally into it, and not even thinking of anything scary. All of a sudden I had a sensation that something was coming closer to me and moving in. That is probably the weirdest sensation I have had. I am assuming that feeling was because some animal was watching me-maybe not even a big one, but something watching me.

For about a year, I had the creeps in those woods. I kept forcing myself to walk alone there, and eventually it went away. Took awhile though!! I still run past that spot. Ha ha. Such a loser, me.

I have to admit, I have wondered if something bad happened in that spot or a ghost or something, but probably just an animal.

I just thought of another one! ha. My BFF and I were hiking at Starved Rock. We were walking to a canyon, laughing, etc. At the same time, we both got totally spooked and started running back to the car. We can't explain it. We both just felt a sense of impending doom! Weird.

Creepy campsites?

In 2018 I was camped on site 1504 on Lake Four. This was my second night of a 4 night solo. I woke up in the middle of the night, not by any strange noises or anything but I had a very overwhelming feeling of a hopeless, depressing, spooky, sick feeling. My mind was telling me that even if I wanted to pack up and leave immediately, I couldn't.

I have never experienced "panic attacks" before, and am not sure if i was on the verge of one. I'm estimating this lasted around 20-30 minutes. As I mentally processed what I was experiencing, I eventually told myself; "not much you can do about it at this point." I rolled over and went back to sleep.

Woke up in the morning and went about my day. I did not stay there a second night as I was not basecamping. So I didn't have the "opportunity " to have this happen again. With that said, I wouldn't hesitate to stay the night there again.

To this day I do not understand what the heck was happening that night.

There is my "creepy" campsite story.

J

Some of the river sites on the Island river give me the creeps and I will by pass them.