jimjack on 12/6/2007 at 18:02
This is dealing with forests.
A couple of afternoons ago, I took the dog out for his walk and instead of taking the usual route through the neighbourhood and up to the fields, I went four blocks down from the house to a stretch of forest that runs along the shoreline for several miles, left to grow to buffer the railroad that runs just above the shoreline. Its actually part of the trans-Canada trail...There's a well used path that winds along through there, and I've taken the walk before but always with my uncle or a some friends and of course with the dog, and there is usually other walkers and bike riders but not too many so your really feeling like your miles from the city.
On this day there was noone walking along the pathway and I was making some progress along it while the dog was bounding about through the underbush. I always thought forests were full of life..animals (squirrels at least and birds) maybe a deer, or bear..but there was an absence of that and it was uncanny and eerie and with the canopie of trees and the stands of brambles and ferns it was actually starting to get me feeling a bit clauserphobic. Worse was the silence.. Maybe because I've grown up in a city and if you're outside the city its generally clearcut moors and hills. But I was getting that hair standing on end affect with a bout of cold sweat and my hearts starting to pound in that I'm thinking I'm going to be having some sort of panic attack or pee myself from this terror. I felt like there was someone/thing watching me..If that were the case the dog would have started off..I was worried about stumbling into some deranged squatter's site and then I was starting to worry on about all the old Indian legends about "he that walks the forest or something" Steven Kingish like. It got a bit too much for me and next thing shameful as it is..I got seriously freaked out and I'm sprinting back along the path with the dog at my heels no doubt he's wonder wtfwtf I was having a gas here..of course I see more people walking along the way..likely thinking I'm off my head.
Well shit..what the hell is that all about? Have I discovered some kind of phobia or am I just a complete pussy?? Anyone else get this feeling..anyone???:o
BrokenArts on 12/6/2007 at 18:18
You have probably watched one too many movies, and was about to have a "What the fuck is that" ala Blair Witch moment. The mind can play terrible tricks and whatnot on you. The silence, I think is what did you in. Not even a blasted bird singing away to guide you? Bit creepy, yes.
It does make you wonder though as to exactly *why* you felt that, you can only guess.
henke on 12/6/2007 at 18:21
pussy
jimjack on 12/6/2007 at 18:25
Quote Posted by henke
pussy
At least I'm man enough to like pussy. And I totally expected someone to say that.
BrokenArts, the Blair WItch film scenario did run through my head. If I had seen some harmless treefort at that point, I would have likely wet my kex. But yes it was the silence that did me in and I really do wonder why I felt that way..makes me dissappointed I might not be an Outdoors Man.
Aja on 12/6/2007 at 19:25
Quote Posted by jimjack
At least I'm man enough to like pussy.
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Shayde on 12/6/2007 at 19:27
Always trust your women's intuition.
littlek on 12/6/2007 at 19:52
Woods are not silent. Some brain-eating alien beast could have been watching you and all the beasts in the woods got the hell out of there. It was good to run away.
Dia on 12/6/2007 at 20:05
I agree with littlek; it's better to have run away (at least you weren't screaming like a little girl - or were you?) than to continue blundering along when all of a sudden a gore-dripping hand shoots up from the ground and grabs your ankle and pulls your body down right through the dirt and fallen leaves and since there was no one around you would have screamed your fool head off in vain and still ended up dead meat. And unless your dog is Lassie reincarnate, nobody ever would have known what happened to you.
Imo.
jasee on 12/6/2007 at 20:34
When I was a teen, me and my mates done some Acid (yeah, I know:tsktsk: ), and my mate Stewart went TOTALLY off his nut, ran to the nearest phonebox, somehow managed in his derranged state to call the Samaritans (He was always bordering on derangement, so I think he must have had the number tatooed on the inside of his eyelids or something in case of trauma), and proceeded to tell them that the phonebox was trying to eat him and he couldn't escape its evil maw.
We told him about it when we were all straightened out, and laughed at the irony of it all - if he hadn't of gone into it in the first place to call the Samaritans, it wouldn't have tried to eat him!
I stopped doing Acid VERY soon after that episode...scary stuff to watch.
The other reason I gave up very soon after that night, is because my mates told ME that I had been shouting and panicking that I was lost in the woods - when in fact I was just running in circles around a single tree ... on the roadside - nearest woods were miles away!
Moral of this - acid gets you scared, lost, and eaten by phoneboxes, so best to leave it alone:thumb:
Gorgonseye on 12/6/2007 at 22:04
Quote Posted by jimjack
Anyone else get this feeling..anyone???:o
I get the same feeling every time I post on TTLG, I keep thinking that RBJ will jump out from behind me and stab me to death.
Seriously(Oh shit Gorgon can try to talk serious?) though, it's quite common to be freaked out by an eerie silence, it leaves you an eerie feeling, especially when your used to a lot of noises, I used to have that same feeling when I tried taking a walk at 9 at night with just the dog myself, it actually got so bad to the point that whenever I heard a car I hid behind the nearest tree just in case it could have been some nut job. Nothing wrong with you, a little bit of paranoia can be good, just not TOO much.
RBJ please don't kill me I'm sorry!
