Down in Morgan-Monroe SF there's a tree with a giant boulder in it... 30+ feet off the ground. That's pretty interesting...
Sadly, it has fallen over.
Unionville, IN - Gobbler's Rock-in-Tree - Gone
Indiana Tree Holding Massive Rock Has Fallen : NPR
When I was a teen, me and some buddies would hang out in the woods at night. One night we were walking down a lake dam road and started hearing noises in the pitch blackness. We all stopped and some of us said it sounded like a deer rustling around down in the gorge. We listened further and I said that sounds bipedal. More listening and the guys agreed that it sounded bipedal.
We were at the edge of the woods looking into pitch blackness as the footsteps sounded more like a long gaited walk coming up the valley. My friends were starting to freak out in whispers as the gait became a biped in full running and getting closer.
As the stomping and rustling of leaves and breaking twigs came up the valley, my blood pressure was rising as sheer terror wanted to overcome me. My friends had already ran back up the road as I stood there facing my fear. I stood there bracing for imminent contact as my eyes tried to make out what was approaching in the pitch black. The sound of trampling footsteps ran directly up the hill to the very edge of the woods, and stopped within feet.
I didnt close my eyes, I stood there daring whatever it was to come forward. No sound.
I took a breath, turned my back and walked back up the trail and out of the woods.
This happened in 1987 in southern Indiana.
I don't like cliffhangers. Can you make up a different ending?
When I was a teen, me and some buddies would hang out in the woods at night. One night we were walking down a lake dam road and started hearing noises in the pitch blackness. We all stopped and some of us said it sounded like a deer rustling around down in the gorge. We listened further and I said that sounds bipedal. More listening and the guys agreed that it sounded bipedal.
We were at the edge of the woods looking into pitch blackness as the footsteps sounded more like a long gaited walk coming up the valley. My friends were starting to freak out in whispers as the gait became a biped in full running and getting closer.
As the stomping and rustling of leaves and breaking twigs came up the valley, my blood pressure was rising as sheer terror wanted to overcome me. My friends had already ran back up the road as I stood there facing my fear. I stood there bracing for imminent contact as my eyes tried to make out what was approaching in the pitch black. The sound of trampling footsteps ran directly up the hill to the very edge of the woods, and stopped within feet.
I didnt close my eyes, I stood there daring whatever it was to come forward. No sound.
I took a breath, turned my back and walked back up the trail and out of the woods.
This happened in 1987 in southern Indiana.
Are you questioning the believability of my story? It's not like I said I saw bigfoot or a ufo.
To this day I dont know what it was and I'm fine with leaving it at that.
I was walking the brush with a neighbors beagle about 30 ft. from me, I kicked up a rabbit and he made a dead run toward the dog and kicked him in the face and the dog yelped.