orcafresh Posted April 21, 2003 #1 Share Posted April 21, 2003 Okay, this isn't much... but I thought it bore placing here. Back in 1974-75, while completing my 4 year enlistment in Virginia, I had an opportunity to travel to Ohio for the weekend visit to a fellow marine's home. We had been driving through West Virginia making our way along a series of roads he claimed led to a larger Interstate heading to Ohio. It was beautiful countryside. As the afternoon drifted into evening and then onto the darkness of night ... I had to urinate. Urging my friend to pull over to the side of the road, I wandered off into a roadside wooded area in the dark. Now, I had a pretty extensive military background and training. I was taught to not let fear over take my sensibilities. While I stood there urinating (for what seemed forever) ... I immediately heard a noise off to my left that half circled me. I assumed it was my driving partner. Next thing I'm aware of... there's an incredible stench that is drifting in on the breeze that I'd been enjoying as we tooled down this coutryside road. I called out to my buddy. No reply. I have turned around and could see the lights of the car on the roadside through the brush and scrub trees. I had walked in about 15 yeards off the road. Again, getting no reply ... I obviously encouraged my bladder to finish its task. Zipping up ... I slowly back stepped a good 10-12 feet before turning to make a hasty retreat. I smelled that odor and heard the heavy rustle of branches and movement towards me right up until getting to within 7 feet of the car. To this day... I have not a clue what it was. I grew up learning how to hunt and track both big and small game. I'm a conservationist, outdoorsman, and I've had more than the average strange things happen to me when I was younger. As a marine that had served overseas in combat, I didn't think anything could unnerve me up until that experience. Whatever it was it was big. The sound of its motion was not like that of a bear running off . This object seemed to be focusing on moving in towards me. Curiosity? I dunno. I only know the stench was unbearable and the noise was strongly audible. My first thought was, "Where's my gun?" My second thought was, "What ta' hell?" ... and it was one of those rare moments when you lose track of time. Like everything comes to a stand still... And... I don't even know what road I was on or in what area of West Virginia except we got to the Ohio state border in about 20 minutes after that incident. My buddy thought I was busting his *alls. I actually had him smell my outstretched arm sleeve and he got a decent whiff of the reamining odor. End of experience... 1 2 Top Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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