You all remember when that movie Blair Witch Project or whatever came out. & the person was maybe like floating 6" off the ground. Me and my bros hated walking out of the woods that whole season and I had the creeps that whole year. I think I remember running back to the vehicle to get the heck outta there.
It's not a guy with a mustache, THIS IS ME IN THiS PIC! And I'm facing the other way, ur lookin at the back of my head, but I have a wig on
I had a similar experience bow hunting from the ground. I was walking through some switchgrass and knew something was following me, every time I stopped it stopped. I finally got to the field edge and set up for my hunt. 30 seconds later a skunk followed my exact trail and decided to walk up and sniff my leg for literally 1 minute...I was fully expecting a mountain lion...don't think I've ever been that still for so long.
Also, here is the watch list the night before this year's first bowhunt:
- The Grey
- The Fourth Kind
nannyslayer said:I personally would have rather seen 2 mt lions come out and sniff my leg than 1 skunk. I hate those black and white striped devil cats with every fiber of my body. Pure hatred, and I'm quite intimidated by them when its dark.
It's not a guy with a mustache, THIS IS ME IN THiS PIC! And I'm facing the other way, ur lookin at the back of my head, but I have a wig on
oh my!!!!!!!!!there's also lions, bobcats and bears.