On that note

[Boogus Epirus Aurelius]

Oh, yeah.
So I went on this big drive a few weeks ago, from the corn to the coast, and on the way back I stopped in Montana on the outskirts of Blackfoot territory. Did that fancy mountain road through big-sky and summer-snow territory in glacier national park.

Stayed for two nights about five miles outside the park in a little campground, in a sale-day coleman tent. I've done a lot of camping and a good deal in bear territory, but very little in grizzly bear territory.

The proprietor came around at dusk one night with a big pink shelf cloud on the horizon at his back  and gave us the spooky Montana Spiel  after taking a hard look at the "american dairyland" license plate.

"Just chased a grizzly off that patch of ground yesterday".

The sky was ruined by a persistent full moon, so I took the air-cot early for an early rise. But I didn't sleep, or even drift. Opened the electronic book and tried to find something I hadn't read.
And at around 11:30, at full dark, I heard the screaming coming from the direction of the park. Heavy screaming, the mortal type of screaming. We were five miles out from the peaks that lined the park, but that's where it was coming from.

"God Fucking Dammit" was what I could make out. Top of the lung wails intermingled with banging that sounded like wood on truck-hood, hollow metal hollers. The most terrifying thing I have ever heard.

Opened the rear screened-in tent flap for a look to go along with the noise, but I couldn't see anything except for the few feet of nothing illuminated by the moon. And in the east, little flickers of lightning were starting and stopping, just barely shining behind the peaks and valleys hiding whatever they had to hide.

Then it was over. Nothing but crickets and rodent scuffles in the brush.

I told the camp host in the morning and she thought it probably was some drunk guy venting his anger after dropping a beer, but I was still picturing a broken down truck on a broken down road and a few handfuls of claws tearing.

[Boogus Epirus Aurelius]

http://www.kxlh.com/news/summer-deaths-in-glacier-national-park-raise-questions/

[6M69I69B9]

Oh, yeah.
So I went on this big drive a few weeks ago, from the corn to the coast, and on the way back I stopped in Montana on the outskirts of Blackfoot territory. Did that fancy mountain road through big-sky and summer-snow territory in glacier national park.

Stayed for two nights about five miles outside the park in a little campground, in a sale-day coleman tent. I've done a lot of camping and a good deal in bear territory, but very little in grizzly bear territory.

The proprietor came around at dusk one night with a big pink shelf cloud on the horizon at his back  and gave us the spooky Montana Spiel  after taking a hard look at the "american dairyland" license plate.

"Just chased a grizzly off that patch of ground yesterday".

The sky was ruined by a persistent full moon, so I took the air-cot early for an early rise. But I didn't sleep, or even drift. Opened the electronic book and tried to find something I hadn't read.
And at around 11:30, at full dark, I heard the screaming coming from the direction of the park. Heavy screaming, the mortal type of screaming. We were five miles out from the peaks that lined the park, but that's where it was coming from.

"God Fucking Dammit" was what I could make out. Top of the lung wails intermingled with banging that sounded like wood on truck-hood, hollow metal hollers. The most terrifying thing I have ever heard.

Opened the rear screened-in tent flap for a look to go along with the noise, but I couldn't see anything except for the few feet of nothing illuminated by the moon. And in the east, little flickers of lightning were starting and stopping, just barely shining behind the peaks and valleys hiding whatever they had to hide.

Then it was over. Nothing but crickets and rodent scuffles in the brush.

I told the camp host in the morning and she thought it probably was some drunk guy venting his anger after dropping a beer, but I was still picturing a broken down truck on a broken down road and a few handfuls of claws tearing.

Reminds me of stories of skinwalkers.  A tiny bit.  

Did you take any picture or have any footage? 

http://www.kxlh.com/news/summer-deaths-in-glacier-national-park-raise-questions/

woah

[C.Mongler]

fuckin scary dood

[Boogus Epirus Aurelius]

fuckin scary dood

The real life is the scariest of all.