There is something about the woods that beckons yet terrifies us. Trees, sentinels swaying in the wind, their leaves whispering in a foreign tongue. Branches scratching, grasping, and always reaching out for something or someone. The brush in places so dense it creates a preternatural darkness even on the brightest of days. Cool, damp air rich with the scent of decay. A sense of constant observation; the forest of you and you of the forest. It’s our hard won primordial wits telling us that there is indeed something in there and not to look too long. Not to tempt it. Challenge it. See it. But we do look into the woods. We go into the forest. And 99 out of 100 times, it’s totally fine. This podcast, however, is about those singularities, those rare but haunting times when venturing into the wilderness is anything but fine...
I’m Cull, host of Backwoods Creepy - Strange Encounters in the Forest.
Camping in a pine forest with a bright fire going, some kind of pork sizzling away, a good book, and a white enamel mug with a dram or two of scotch is my idea of heaven. Even just a leisurely stroll with my wife, Julie, and our dogs through a little copse of oak and maple is, in my humble opinion, a hell of a way to spend an afternoon. Here in Maine our cup runneth over with a rich abundance of beauteous backwoods. But I’ve always been more interested in the weird, the odd, and the downright frightening.
A few months back Julie sent me a couple links for subreddits that featured stories from the forest. After tearing through the ones she’d sent and then devouring even more it dawned on me that these stories were demanding to be spoken.
Like I said, I love the unexplained and inexplicable. Moments of high strangeness. Places that pulse with a sense of dread. Tales of true-crime and mysterious missing people. From cryptids to UFOs, ghosts to hauntings, murders, stalkings, and disappearances; I plan to cover it all.
So, each Monday I’ll be bringing you a couple of these tales that I’ve found on Reddit, mainly cribbing from the subs Backwoods Creepy and Creepy Encounters.
Some are fiction, most are real.
I’ve reached out and asked the original poster for permission to tell their tale wherever possible.
Now here is the exciting part for me - I want your stories! If you’ve had something happen to you on the trail, in the bush, or at the treeline tell me about it! Send me your story to backwoodscreepypod@gmail.com. Ideally your story truly happened to you and is 1000 words at least. You can also dm or message me on Twitter and Instagram @backwoodscreepy.
As with any other podcast, if you like what you hear, please subscribe, rate, review, and spread the word! To support the show and help keep the content rolling go to Patreon and search Backwoods Creepy.
https://linktr.ee/backwoodscreepypod
Thanks for listening and remember take only pictures, leave only footprints, and always trust your gut!
There is something about the woods that beckons yet terrifies us. Trees, sentinels swaying in the wind, their leaves whispering in a foreign tongue. Branches scratching, grasping, and always reaching out for something or someone. The brush in places so dense it creates a preternatural darkness even on the brightest of days. Cool, damp air rich with the scent of decay. A sense of constant observation; the forest of you and you of the forest. It’s our hard won primordial wits telling us that there is indeed something in there and not to look too long. Not to tempt it. Challenge it. See it.
But we do look into the woods. We go into the forest.
And 99 out of 100 times, it’s totally fine.
This podcast, however, is about those singularities, those rare but haunting times when venturing into the wilderness is anything but fine.
I’m Cull, host of Backwoods Creepy - Strange Encounters in the Forest.
Camping in a pine forest with a bright fire going, some kind of pork sizzling away, a good book, and a white enamel mug with a dram or two of scotch is my idea of heaven. Even just a leisurely stroll with my wife, Julie, and our dogs through a little copse of oak and maple is, in my humble opinion, a hell of a way to spend an afternoon. Here in Maine our cup runneth over with a rich abundance of beauteous backwoods. But I’ve always been more interested in the weird, the odd, and the downright frightening.
A few months back Julie sent me a couple links for subreddits that featured stories from the forest. After tearing through the ones she’d sent and then devouring even more it dawned on me that these stories were demanding to be spoken.
Like I said, I love the unexplained and inexplicable. Moments of high strangeness. Places that pulse with a sense of dread. Tales of true-crime and mysterious missing people. From cryptids to UFOs, ghosts to hauntings, murders, stalkings, and disappearances; I plan to cover it all.
So, each Monday I’ll be bringing you a couple of these tales that I’ve found on Reddit, mainly cribbing from the subs Backwoods Creepy and Creepy Encounters.
Some are fiction, most are real.
I’ve reached out and asked the original poster for permission to tell their tale wherever possible.
Now here is the exciting part for me - I want your stories! If you’ve had something happen to you on the trail, in the bush, or at the treeline tell me about it! Send me your story to backwoodscreepypod@gmail.com. Ideally your story truly happened to you and is 1000 words at least. You can also dm or message me on Twitter and Instagram @backwoodscreepy.
As with any other podcast, if you like what you hear, please subscribe, rate, review, and spread the word! To support the show and help keep the content rolling go to Patreon and search Backwoods Creepy.
Thanks for listening and remember take only pictures, leave only footprints, and always trust your gut!