A cage. Not like a trapping cage or anything but something that could easily hold 5-10 average sized people.
I was hiking in the mountains just above the house i lived in, at the time, in Missoula, Mt. Took maybe 45 minutes of walking, mostly uphill and without a path, to get to the spot. Round steel bars for the edges and rope instead of chain link for the walls and ceiling. It was all set up just on the far side of the ridgeline i was walking, so it couldn’t be seen I suppose.
Nothing around it, no foot prints or tire tracks or anything. The rope looked undamaged as well. No idea what it was for but it definitely creeped me the fuck out.
My dad and I were out camping in the Mountains. We had set up our tents and then we heard screams in the woods. We as black folks don’t stick around to find out whats going on. So we packed up our stuff and drove to a different part. We thought it was mountains folks eating people or something. We drive down by the store and told the clerk that we heard screams. Turns out it was an orgy for people who dress up in animal costumes. He was telling us that they have been doing this for years.
Once a friend and I were driving on an old dirt road WAY out in the stix in south Alabama, past an old (19th century) cemetery, when out of nowhere a truck starts tailgating us. This was really late at night and even in the daytime it would have been rare to see a vehicle, so we were a little creeped out. I speed up and the truck stays right on my bumper. I’m now driving as fast as I can without flying off the road on this small, windy dirt road (think Dukes of Hazard only in a Volvo station wagon) and still can’t shake the truck. My buddy who was with me knew the area well and said that we were about to hit a paved road “T-bone” intersection, and that there was also another small dirt road coming off at a sharp angle from that intersection. He said that if I could get ahead just enough to get out of immediate sight of the truck, then I could cut the wheel hard to the left and whip in to the spur road and hopefully ditch the truck.
I did what he said but right when I start the turn at the T-bone I see what looks like an incredibly tall person just inside the tree line across the paved road, covered head to toe in long hair. As I’m turning I shout “Holy shit! Do you see…” and before I can finish my friend says “…that big tall hairy guy!!!” I finish the turn, we ditch the truck, and got the hell out of there, but to this day we really don’t know what we saw.