Thread: Bad feeling

Has any one ever been out in the bush and everything been feeling good when all of a sudden you get this bad feeling. Make me wonder if its some kind of maori spiritual thing as ive asked a few maori friends and some of them have said theres certain places they cant go....any one else experianced this

only when i see green carrots on the ground

Month ago I was stalking through some real nice (by kaimai standards) bush with my dog out in front quiet as couldn't even hear any birds just the occasional bit of wind. All of a sudden moki locks up as if hes pointing so I try and spot what hes seeing but theres nothing there. 5 minutes he stayed locked up which is the longest hes ever bloody stayed still. Only turned and looked at me one then it was back onto lock. All of a sudden he bolts straight at me and gets behind me like hes hiding. Fuckin put the shits up me. Had a good look around but couldn't find any evidence of anything. Only thing I could put it down to was maybe he smelt a pig (doesnt like them ever since he chased one as a pup and got tagged) but hes never acted like that before. Spooked me out

I have zero spirituality, so not really. Every once in a while something freaks me out like the time I saw a huge, gesticulating humanoid figure through my thermal about 200 metres away. Turned out to be a tree! Rationality kicks back in at some point. I'm more concerned about bumping in to the wrong type of living human than anything else.

Yes, have experienced the bad feelings. First was up Woodlands Road, Katikati, where in pulled down my just-pitched tent and buggered off. Next was in Mokaihaha reserve near Mamaku near where the two meth cooks were disposed off a couple of years ago.

Last time down in whirinaki me n mrs were havin a look along a bush edge just as it was going dark. We were stalking about 10m apart after a while i noticed a bad feeling coming on didnt think much of it for a start but as we went further it got more intense. In the wnd it was to much and i turned around and we went back. I told mrs northdude about it on the drive out and she got a similar feeling and felt there was something or someone folowing and watching us just out of her vision but when she turned to look there was nothing there...

If we had bears, hunting would be so much more exciting and they could control the deer population as well. Maybe I'll mention it to DOC.

I think it's an atavistic throwback, from when we relied on the forest for our food, but were acutely aware that our spear would be no defence if we were to be suddenly stomped by a woolly mammoth or devoured by a sabre toothed tiger, so it made us more aware of sudden doom, particularly when alone in those dark gloomy spots in the bush...some of us probably still have that lingering instinct.

Yeah, when I think about work or family problems the bad feelings come . I don't really believe in the paranormal but I cannot doubt that funny things have happened from time to time. Wendigo and skinwalker stories are good fun.

I get that bad feeling whenever I get close to a politician or someone from IRD........

My uncle told me a story a couple years back he was pig hunting with a mate (not too sure where) and the dogs took off and started bailing so they ran over... Busted out into the middle of this clearing and the dogs were in a circle bailing hard out. And inside the circle of dogs?... Nothing. The dogs were going hard, barking and snapping but there was nothing there. They got out of there pretty quick haha

I get this when coming downhill and the ground disappears below me. Many times thought I was not going to get out of this gully/ bluff/ waterfall alive. Just go slowly, look for alternative routes and be prepared to climb back the way you came.

In the dark gloomy bush, I find I'm never scared if I have the 7mm08 in my hand (irrational I know vs sabre tooth tigers and trolls).
A full torch and a GPS help too. Man is a tool user and they make him invincible.

Originally Posted by Bagheera

In the dark gloomy bush, I find I'm never scared if I have the 7mm08 in my hand (irrational I know vs sabre tooth tigers and trolls).

Had my 7mm08 in hand when I was confronted by a stomping, snorting bush bull at my campsite in the Raukumaras. It was dark. I suddenly didn't feel so big and brave!

Just think of the steak

I love ghost story threads.