19. I heard a ruckus once I cannot explain. Trees shaking, growling and grunts. This was middle of winter and everything was still, and then all this exploded. I ran to my stand since that was closest and posted up trying to figure out what it was. Still don’t know.
20. Hiking in central Maine, near the 100 mile wilderness section of the AT… about as thinly populated as you can get in the lower 48. Wife and I pull up to the trailhead at about 2AM after a long drive and epic storms, and decide to catch a few Z’s before hitting the trail at sunrise.
After settling in we notice a blinking light on a distant mountain – there’s no illumination for miles and miles in any direction so it sticks out immediately – and comment on it likely being the only radio tower for 50 miles. Then the light starts slowly moving down the hill, it’s maybe a couple miles off, and we both get interested. We figure it must be some truly insane bastard coming down the mountain in the darkest part of night with a headlamp, and the blinking is when a tree obscures line of sight.
It keeps coming and picks up speed, and at this point we start to make casual jokes that it’s coming rights towards us. I can’t remember how long we had the car’s lights off, but at this point we turn them back on as we’re starting to feel a little creepy. We watch the light come down the hill, covering the couple miles in a minute… maybe two. Then it’s right outside about 20 feet off the ground and blinking. We grab a flashlight to try to see what it is, but can see nothing – it’s just a blinking light about the brightness of a dim street light appearing every few seconds. It hovered there for around 20 minutes, then was suddenly gone.
To this day we have no idea what it was. I assume some kind of giant glowy bug, but I’ve lived in the country most of my life and have never seen anything that bright or a bug move that fast.