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I had heard of “rock throwing” as a common thing among alleged Sasquatch encounters, but the whole premise never really caught my attention. I worked with a guy who believed in the species, and I was amused with his conversations but didn’t buy into it.
This past fall, I was hiking in the High Peaks of the Adirondacks by myself. It was a long loop, tagging multiple peaks in one day. I ran out of daylight and had to skip a smaller peak I was hoping to get on the way out. My last hour or so was done with a hands free light strapped to my head. This area consisted of large mature hardwoods with very little ground cover. I frequently cast my light around, checking for reflective eyes of wildlife, as I felt like I wasn’t alone. I heard an object whip through the upper canopy of the trees, break a branch, and hit the ground with a THUD, less than 30 yards from me. I estimated (by the noise) it was a baseball sized object. This stopped me in my tracks. Based on the terrain, it was highly unlikely there were campers in that direction. I also didn’t think it’d be likely that local kids would be up in the dark woods waiting for some odd hiker to be finishing in the dark. Whatever had been thrown came from a good distance.
I’m no hero, but I don’t consider myself a fearful man. I had a career in urban policing, often at night, with plenty of potentially dangerous encounters. But this incident was unexplainable. To the point where I announced to the darkness that “I was leaving now” and hightailed it back to my vehicle.
So I don’t dismiss the idea of Sasquatch. I’ll leave them alone if they leave me alone.
As I conveyed in my experience above, the rock throwing has no explanation. No other people encroach on our homestead. We literally own half the mountainside. And I would guarantee the 2 rocks are still where they landed 40 years ago. I made no exaggeration on their size and the distance from which they came. Based on the trajectory coming across the water, I have no reasonable explanation of how stones that size could be thrown over that distance.
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I had heard of “rock throwing” as a common thing among alleged Sasquatch encounters, but the whole premise never really caught my attention. I worked with a guy who believed in the species, and I was amused with his conversations but didn’t buy into it.
This past fall, I was hiking in the High Peaks of the Adirondacks by myself. It was a long loop, tagging multiple peaks in one day. I ran out of daylight and had to skip a smaller peak I was hoping to get on the way out. My last hour or so was done with a hands free light strapped to my head. This area consisted of large mature hardwoods with very little ground cover. I frequently cast my light around, checking for reflective eyes of wildlife, as I felt like I wasn’t alone. I heard an object whip through the upper canopy of the trees, break a branch, and hit the ground with a THUD, less than 30 yards from me. I estimated (by the noise) it was a baseball sized object. This stopped me in my tracks. Based on the terrain, it was highly unlikely there were campers in that direction. I also didn’t think it’d be likely that local kids would be up in the dark woods waiting for some odd hiker to be finishing in the dark. Whatever had been thrown came from a good distance.
I’m no hero, but I don’t consider myself a fearful man. I had a career in urban policing, often at night, with plenty of potentially dangerous encounters. But this incident was unexplainable. To the point where I announced to the darkness that “I was leaving now” and hightailed it back to my vehicle.
So I don’t dismiss the idea of Sasquatch. I’ll leave them alone if they leave me alone.
Lol I love this. This would freak me out though! I was reading this thread this morning (so my mind was wandering) while making coffee and getting ready to leave for the gym before work. I don’t like the dark, it just is what it is. I always turn the light on in my kitchen and a lamp so I can turn the light off in my kitchen and get out my front door before I have alexa turn the lamp off.

I forgot the lamp today and I turned the kitchen light off and found myself standing in the pitch black dark in the kitchen and had a moment of panic before I turned the light back on. 🤣


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I need to figure out why the lights don’t work in this tunnel under a grocery store today, my flash makes it look much more friendly. This is not my thing, tight, dark tunnels by myself? Fuck this. I’m waiting for IT to come crawling out from behind a pipe to ask if I want to play a game. 😭
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WRF3MD said:

I wouldn't say a skeptic, but I've always been a "show me" kind of person. That said, this has been the second best off topic thread, we all remember that good one. I've had several people close to me that I 100% trust tell stories of interesting events but I've only ever had one small experience on multiple occasions

Same, I’ve never “seen” anything outside of our door to the garage opening itself. But that could be explained possibly. Everything else I’ve experienced was just weird or I heard something. I’ve got a few more I’m thinking about as this goes on lol.
I'm kind of a "show me" person too, but in cases like this. I'll just take your word for it, I don't need to experience it.
 

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I forgot this thread even existed.
Someone linked it in a message and I rediscovered it this morning, read a full few pages of stuff added since I was last here.
And realized how crazy we probably all sound to each other.
Experiencing Very large rocks being thrown from a secluded, private area? No thanks.
The whole streetlight-killing energy thing a few entries back is amazing to me, for several deeply buried, almost unrememberable wisps of some childhood memories I don't even know today if they were real or not.
It's like they are made of smoke, or some grainy footage from the 50's, in my mind. All scattered and fragmented. Like remembering some really scary dream you had 40 years back and suddenly it comes rushing back in small, foggy increments, making the hair stand straight up.

Can't quite put my finger on it. But that story did it for me this morning. Still blinking hard at the world around me, trying to recall what is just outside my clear memory's reach.
 
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Lol me too. More stories everyone!!!
 

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There are no such thing as ghosts. More likely, experiences that are deemed paranormal are actually parallel universes momentarily clashes.
 
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There are no such thing as ghosts. More likely, experiences that are deemed paranormal are actually parallel universes momentarily clashes.
Next thing you’re going to tell me Santa clause doesn’t exist.

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OK, just saw this, so I'm in. Our house was built in 1925. At 14 years old I went to work (local hardware store) for the gentleman that built the house as a wedding present for his wife. I had been inside the house many times helping the lady do minor things. She ruled the roast with an iron hand, and she let everyone know it was HER house. She passed first, and when Mr. Ritchie passed the daughters said they would sell the house. Well, we bought it a month later. When we signed the papers they said "Chason" (the wife) was still there. As a non beliver I became a believer very quickly. It started with my plaster tools all disappering over night. And, it has continued to this day 24 years later. One small aside. I hired a contractor to do things I couldn't. We left him at the house one day to run arrands. When we returned he ask if we had come home earlier (he was working in the basement at the time) as he heard foot steps going down the hallway. I didn't have the heart to tell him,' cause I didn't want to scare him off. Over the years we have grown to expect the unexpected, i.e. cabinet doors opening/closing, dishes rattling, knocks on the closet walls, etc. She has even learned to mimic the wife's voice, and pulls tricks on me while the wife is out of the house. It is an adventure to say the least, but we wouldn't change a thing.

BTW, one of the daughters would not go into the basement. I never ask why until I saw the shadowy figure walk past the bottom of the stairway. And, I'm pretty sure I know who that is also. Mr. Whitley was an elderly African-American gentleman that did odd jobs for the entire Ritchie family (They have/had three houses in a row on the street). He was a wonderful man who as a kid I loved so much to just sit, and talk with him. He kept all of his tools in our basement, so I know he's just checking up to see if I'm taking care of things.
 
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