Terrifying Tales from the Wilderness: Camping Experiences That Defy Explanation
The trip started out pretty awesome. We made camp the first two nights at our desired sites, it was beautiful out, and we got up to the typical fun that kids get up to. Third night all three of our planned sites have people in them and we end up setting up maybe a little too close to a group of campers. We get our kitchen set up, dinner made, a fire going and then people just kinda start hanging out at our camp.
To re-iterate our ages, the oldest of us is 15. The group starting to mingle with is are all in their early 20s or so. Things start out friendly enough. We’re talking about camping, the Algonquin, and the Leafs. We refuse the friendly offers of drinks, and then the pushy ones. The mood turned a bit, and being as young as we are, we’re less than tactful about asking to be left alone. Voices were raised, they ended up leaving our camp, then we turned in for the night. I remember hearing their drunken revelry as I feel asleep.
At some point in the middle of the night I wake up to screaming and notice my tent is being shaken violently. I got out of my tent with my flashlight, shoeless and disoriented, and took in the chaos for a few seconds. At least 10 fully grown adults are in our camp breaking our tents, throwing our stuff around and screaming. It ended up devolving into a fight, where me and the other 3 boys I went with got beaten pretty badly. I don’t remember much of how the a*****t ended, but apparently when things were dying down they were saying super creepy, s****l, and threatening s**t to the girls.
We packed up to leave before the sun rose, and walked the first couple hours of the trail by flashlight. They’d stolen most of our food, our coleman stove, a lot of our tools, three of the backpacks, all of the girls’ undergarments and had damaged one of the tents past the point of being useable as a shelter. We were in the middle of our hike and still had another day and a half of hiking and another sleepless night to spend in the woods.
**TL;DR -** I went camping as a kid with some other people my age, we [angry] off a group of campers, got beaten up and robbed. All while days away from civilization.
Meanwhile, KOA urges all campers to be aware of and prioritize their needs. “Camping is a fun experience, but it is also imperative to pay attention to your body, what it needs and how it reacts to the environment. Keep your wits about you, get plenty of sleep and limit your alcohol intake.”
When I was in high school, my friends and I went out to a really remote spot in the mountains to camp. Just to get there, you needed a pretty serious off-roader. It was about 30 miles up a super rough road. There were river crossings, huge boulders in the road, and tons of sand pits.
This road took us all day. And all day we didn’t see a single other person.
No one passed us, we didn’t see anyone camping. Nothing. At one point, one of my friends noted it looked like no one had even driven on the road in awhile. Which was weird, because this was in Colorado and roads/trails like this are really popular.
Something worth pointing out – this road led into a box canyon, which is basically nature’s cul-de-sac. The road we were on was the only road in, and the only road out. All around us was massive cliffs. And another thing, we were deep in the mountains, far from any cell service. On top of that, we were in a box canyon, which even if you’re next to a city, never has service.
All that said, we eventually got to the spot and set up camp.
Every time we went camping, we played capture the flag. This trip was no exception. We waited for it to get dark, then started.
In the middle of the second round, me and one of my friends, on my team, hop up on the road (which ran parallel to area we were playing in). It seemed like a good way to get around to the other flag.
Walking down road, we began to see a glow coming towards us. Our first thought was its another 4×4 coming towards us. But as it got closer, we realized it was a young woman holding up her phone, looking for service. She was still at a distance, but we could tell she was panicky. She was rushing and stumbling at the same time. She didn’t seem drunk. It was weird. We called out:
“Hello?”
No response. But it wasn’t just that she ignored us. It was more like she didn’t even realize we were there.
We tried again, “You ok?”
Nothing.
As she’s passing us, we realize she’s crying.
Again, “You ok?”
She stumbles right pass us, never showing a single sign that she saw us. The whole time, just looking at her phone for service.
My friend and I are frozen. We watch her go. Still stumbling, still crying. She rounded a turn, then disappeared.














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