Animals … most of the time we enjoy’ em!
Sometimes, nonetheless, they manage to scare the living daylights out of us.
The people of Reddit recently hashed out their worst mortal know-hows and whether it was from a major misinterpret, wild predator meeting, or sheer arachnophobia( to appoint a few ), these legends are something else.
Here are 30 legends of “the worlds largest” hair-raising meetings parties have had with animals.
There’s no famine of bear shenanigans at Yosemite. Exhibit A:
” I’ve been woken up by a birth smelling my heading formerly. Was cowboy camping( no tent) in Lyell Canyon in Yosemite once, when I hear something sniff right next to my head.
My sleep addled psyche thinks it’s a ranger on a horse telling me to move my clique( had hiked about 20 miles the working day. You have to be at least 4 miles into the canyon to camp, and I wasn’t 100% sure I’d prepared it far enough because that is pitch-dark when I set up camp ).
Anyways, I say ” one second ,” sit up, grope for my flashlight and turn it on to see a pitch-black abide a duet feet away.
I holler, he weeps off, I get out and empty my bladder, and try to fall back asleep until I hear him coming around again. I make a bunch more noise, decide I’m not getting any more sleep, break camp and slowly night hike until the sunlight rises .” – WestBrink
And exhibit B:
” My husband and I were camping at Yosemite once on a climbing expedition with groupings of people, a few of whom we knew well but the majority of members of whom were friends of friends.
We got there after dark the first night because we couldn’t leave the city until after design, so we lay out our tent and gate-crashed. A few people remain so up booze and hanging out.
The next morning, we got out of our tent, and some person was like” oh shit, you guys are alive ?!”
Apparently a birth had RUN OVER our tent in the night, and we slept through the whole happen. This asshole had encountered it happen, but was too scared to come check on us at any point in the night.
Also, he had left nutrient around the area instead of using the carry casket, which is why the birth came to the campsite in the first place .” – Spaceh0rse
” When I was young, I disappeared fishing with my dad and my best friend. We slogged out through some deeper sea to contact the shallow sandbar, where we fished for quite a while. The tide came in, and the liquid that had been just above my ankles was now above my waist.
Suddenly a large shark, about 7-8 hoofs, crashed through local schools of mullet only a few feet away from me. Dad verified it, my best friend realized it, and for a second we all three merely kind of suspend with our mouths hanging open.
Quietly, calmly, Dad told us to walk back to shore, sprinkling as little as is practicable. We did. But the tide had come in, and I wasn’t as towering as the other two people. The deeper water between the sandbar and shore reached their chests, but I could hardly hinder my front above sea while my hoofs scarcely bounced along the bottom, and I struggled to hold my fishing rod up out of the water.
I was completely helpless, while we knew that a ravenous shark was swimming somewhere in the area. It felt like a scene out of a nightmare, trying to run from an invisible monster, but my paws could barely stroke the sand and I was barely moving.
I know — and even knew in that minute — that I had little chance of being dined by a shark, especially one who is focused on fish. Still, if I ever WERE to be attacked, that was the moment, and I was totally defenseless.
A few years later, a serviceman was killed just a few miles away when he climbed off his dock and into the path of a large policeman shark that was chasing mullet .” – TryCoserious
” I was very drunk at a wed on a large belonging in rural areas in NSW. I like to wander and explore when I drink. I was alone and suddenly confronted with a wombat.
Wombats are massive pellets of muscle. Being the drunk moron I was, I was all like “awww hello me wombat” and began to approaching it. The wombat did not like this. It charged me. It was so fast.
My heart stopped and I turned and ran away as fast as I could. The little bugger virtually caught me. I sprinted back to the marry in horror for “peoples lives” .” – Allow1 986
The most clumsy home invasion ever.
” At the time I was acting until 1AM so I wouldn’t get home until 2 or so. I opened the door to the house and felt what I thought was a breeze come by my leg.
I don’t really pay attention, walk over to my desk, put my keys down and turn the light on. Right when I do so, there are two possums in the act of mating in the middle of my kitchen.
They bellowed, I hollered and we began the three-hour disco of get them out of my house. I culminated up trapping them in a bird-dog cage and dumping them out in the middle of my backyard .” – terrid2 331
Africa is full of colorful fauna.
” I did fieldwork backward and forward between the US/ UK and East and South africa for ten years and in that time period, spent a good clod of my life living off remote base camps so I have a few’ shit yourself’ minutes that I can roll off the top off my head.
I was chased by an elephant( it was worse as she had a calf ).” – suchascenicworld
” We were having a party one nighttime and I guess someone forgotten to shut the kitchen opening. I woke up in the morning hung over and decided to make coffee.
The rubbish luggage was undernearth the drop and I heard something in it( I was directly over it) and I checked curls within impressing interval from a Mozambique spewing cobra .” – suchascenicworld
” Two recognized hyenas separated into our clique, killed a few pups and then went over to a few tents( including quarry) and pushed their muzzle through.
The most surreal thing about that was, if you know anything about recognized hyenas, they actually make a noise every now and then( or every fucking darknes) called a “whoop.” It’s insanely loud.
One of them actually built that interference( it hurt my ears) but interestingly enough, it is about to change that their is actually a growling that is always made directly after the whoop. So, really close up it sounds like” whoooop, grrrr”( and so on ).” – suchascenicworld
” I was cycling up a mountain in the Scottish Highlands( my gran live here ), and as I proceeded round a corner, I came face been confronted with a huuuuge highland moo-cow which was running down the mountain the opposite way.
Instead of jump-start off the footpath I considered the moo-cow was be friendly and edge over to let me by: great mistake … it threw its heading as I went by, almost impaling me and hurling me off the route and into a 20 ft tumble down the mountain .” – SimonFish9 9
” I overtake a swarm of bees. I was young and in Straya, and we lived on the figurehead of a farm. I started exploring a lot, it was really cool. I detected a bees burrow in a huge descended tree.
I had watched a lot of caricatures, and wanted to know if the bees would come out in an arrow and get me if I whammed it with a protrude. So I did. They did not. I was frustrated and climbed around the fallen tree.
The bees do attack, exactly not immediately. And not in an arrow. In a cloud. Suddenly they were all around me. I sprinted dwelling, about 2k, and if I slowed down the bees caught up.
I ran into our yard and shut the entrance, belief I was safe. I wasn’t, patently and got stung a few durations. I deserved it though, don’t go beating up animal homes .” – Incredulouslaughter
” I moved to Colorado. About a month in one darknes I had gone to bed, and woke up on severe hurting hours later. I felt nausea, pulsating sting around my abdomen, my muscles and back ached.
I turned on the light-coloreds, and I had in my sleep reeled over a black widow spider and subdued it to death, which at some time had bit me. It’s carcass lay in my plot. I freaked out, announced 911, and set it in a mason jar so they supposed I wasn’t crazy. I was brought to the hospital where they treated me with pain management medications.
The venom continued to spread. Every muscle ached and felt as though my form was being subdued. It soon began to get difficult to sigh and my blood pressure became irregular. The morphine had me floating in and out of sleep. I prayed to God, who hours earlier I wasn’t even sure I believed in. 12 hours later I was discharged.
The venom led its direction for about 4 daylights, and the bite place sporadically ached for weeks. For the next year or two I had anxiety trying to go to sleep and reoccurring nightmares of its own experience .” –freeyourtea
” I was stationed in Japan for 3 out of the 6 years I was in the Navy. During that time I leased a Japanese house, and the shower was its own area, full walk-in with a bathtub, bench, etc.( Astounding) So as the post says, I stumble into the shower one morning still half asleep, and out of my peripherals I envision a pitch-black burst from behind me and hear a thud.
Look into the tub and there is a huntsman spider the size of my hand staring back at me. Holy shit. My good guess is it was on the wall behind me and got scared when I walked in.
So I go into attack mode immediately. Grab the shower brain which was on a hose, take aim looking to drown this thing in the bathtub deplete, and as soon as I turned the liquid on it jumped out of the tub onto the wall and ran into the window sill. Tactic then became opening the window quick and pinching to demise in the sill.
As soon as I touched the glass it climbed out onto the wall again and ran out the shower entrance. Now I’m cornered in the shower peering out into the “powder room” to see the huntsman on cabinet ministers entrance waiting for me. Sneak to the front entrance of the house and grasp a throw flop, come back to the powder room and wing the flip dud at the spider.
Hit it, wound various of the legs, but do not kill it. It runs out of the shower and underneath the stairs, much slower than it was moving prior.
Feeling confident that spider is cornered under the stairs, I grab a can of bug spray and move in to finish it. Searching closely under the stairs( it was a hollow staircase where you could see through the gaps between gradations) I insure a pitch-black “tail” curled over the back cheek of one of the stairs and expect it’s the spider hide on the back of the stair. Punch it with the spray, participate fucking mukade centipede. It plummeted off the back of the stair and started accusing at me.
I immediately urinated a little. Front half of its torso was up off the flooring and its lip was visibly burning. It backed me up all the way to the front door as I exhausted the entire can of bug spray on it. By the time we got to the door, it was obviously overcome by the chemicals and only contorting around, so I grabbed the other flip-flop dud and crushed it. Didn’t work. Reach it a few experiences and it would not die, so I turned the move dud on its shape and used it like a ensure to slash the thing in half. Then remembered the spider.
It was still under the stairs, so I blew under there and it flowed out wounded and I crushed it with the flip-flop bust discover. Then I bellowed at the highest level of my lungs for 30 seconds.
The whole engagement took likely three minutes but it felt like a lifetime. I visualize being naked justification an adrenile hurry a thousand times greater than if I were fully clothed. WhenI got to work I was frazzled enough for my co-workers to find. Can’t tell if it was the most difficult morning of my life or my biggest prevail, but human won that day .” – Digibud
” My granddad cut a mansion centipede in half with a carving knife.
One half passed left and another ran right. He said there wasn’t enough whiskey in the world to deal with that shit .” – theBytemeister
” I was taking a walking with my infant daughter once when an aggressive rottweiler billed us.
There was no passing with a child in a stroller so, concluding that SOMEONE owns this dog and therefore acts as alpha, so I played as alpha.
I charged, shed my forearms up, and roared. He stopped in his lines, snarled a little, and moved off .” – Dalivus
” When I was five I lived in Berlin, Germany. I had an infatuation with trying to hunting and kill wild boars in the grove so my dad and I would walk around with “spears “ sharpened sprigs basically. We never construed any so it wasn’t a huge bargain until one day we frightened a mother and her piglets.
Next thing my dad meets is me chasing them until the sow stops turns all 200 pounds towards me and gaze me down. Luckily my daddy scooped me up before I could bill because I was about to. Hindsight 20/20 don’t do that. I would have probably been manhandled …” – ItsScotty2 24
The chicks! They’re coming!
” Magpies. I was razzing my motorcycle to primary school one day and two streets away out of nowhere I feel the flapping of wings on my shoulder and it flys by in front of me.
It was quite large, possibly young adults and it came back but I ascertained it and ducked. After that it pilot by a few more eras( frequently actually) and it actually touched me a few periods hard and left a few beak dents in my helmet.
I could only peg my motorcycle as fast as possible to academy until I was through it’s’ territory.'” –binshtok
” Snakes in Africa are importance being afraid of.
I was in Zimbabwe with a group and some of the girls went captured in the lavatory by a spew cobra; it had decided to hang out in front of the shower opening after they went in. One of the local guys had to kill it with a slingshot.
Pretty crazy !” – Merry_Pippins
” I was about 3 or 4. My family owned chickens. One of the roosters was a dick.
Every time we set foot in the yard, it would coerce us with his large talons and try to beak us. It actually managed to claw my brother up.
My dad finally killed that occasion. It was best available banquet I ever had .” – no_pizza_4_u
Stuck between a rock and a hard place.
” I cycled( at acceleration) past a battalion of feral bird-dogs and prompted their target instinct.
I was out on a straight street, somewhat downhill, in the middle of nowhere. When I determined them getting ready I knew I had to go past them as it was too late to stop and hertz back up mound( and besides that was the only road dwelling)
I devoted. They chased. I pedaled harder than I have ever pedaled and eventually lost them, but I didn’t turn round “ve been looking for” quite a while. I checked my bike computer when I got home and examined that I had reached 79 km/ h.
The scariest portion was recognizing I would provoke them and that I HAD to go through the carry, hoping they wouldn’t expedition me up as either the descent or the dogs would have maimed me .” – FrannyyU
” My scariest animal meeting while hiking: In California on a trail cut into a steep slope so nowhere to go except along the road. Ahead of me in the middle of the road was a chipmunk. Operating wildly in curves. With patches of fur missing.
I decided to throw a boulder in its direction to scare it off the trail. When the rock property near it, the chipmunk flowed straight-out at me. I just about crapped myself as it operated past down the trail.
This was an area with occurrences of bubonic beset and rabies .” – haresfur
What a silly goose.
” I was attacked by a giant monster goose! It was at least the size of a … gander. And it was as wild and dangerous as a … goose. Ok, it was just a normal gander. But it was really scary!
I was just knowledge my own business, taking a gait while listening to music, when this evil being have decided that I’m its mortal adversary and starts charging me out of nowhere.
Thanks to my spirited training and extended know-how I treated the situation in appease and stoic way: By crying like a girl and perforating the critter on top of its head.
And then , not unlike a small child that has just knocked a ball through the neighbor’s window, I panicked and ran .” – Silly_little_pet
” Stalked by a mountain lion at a religion camp. Treading along. Felt that spooky concern of being followed. Heard it snarled, identified it staring me down from the bushes 40 yards off and then I sprinted downhill 20 paws to a cabin.
10-year-old me didn’t know to appear large and back away slowly. Fortunately a room was very nearby and the mountain lion wasn’t in maximum stealth mode .” – LightsStayOnInFrisco
” Was working in the Amazon and we had to sleep in trees during the rainy season because there was no dry dirt. Woke up one nighttime to the music of my defect netting getting torn. The other rangers had held I sleep with my machete in the hammock and I had laughed at them but followed their advice. I have never been more grateful in my life.
A Jaguar was pawing at us from the fork above and we hampered out our machetes to keep it away. We didn’t just wanted to hurt it but we also didn’t want a killing machine sagging into our hammocks. It eventually stalked off after get its paw pricked a few times.
Slept with that machete like a teddy bear the next 6 months .” – yeastybeast
” Had an Australian Eastern Brown snake rear up and try to bite me.
The Eastern Brown snake is another most venomous snake in countries around the world. Certainly got my centre pulsating faster !” – BunnyLurksInShadow
” I was camping in Australia with some cronies back in 2009. During the evening we recognise a dingo somewhat far across a orbit, thought it was pretty cool( since we aren’t Australian) but didn’t think much of it, other than that.
After sundown we heard some progress not more far off, in the same direction of which is something we received the dingo. We shined our flashlights out into the field, and met multiple adjusts of sees, glittering, searching our way.
We decided to pack up some of the things into our auto, and cool off a bit in our tents. They came through our site, and then went on their way.
In hindsight, they were more than likely precisely interested in our meat. But “hes still” jolly creepy-crawly .” – PabloSaladBar
An unfortunate Uber ride, but a very natural action nonetheless.
” Driving down the roadway and a spider plunges out from the visor and hangs in mid air in front of me then simply fades in my lap.
I blacked out but the passengers in my Uber said I was calling,’ We’re all gonna die’ over and over .” – SarcasticCarebear
” Woke up in the midst of the nighttime to a burglar change through my shit in my area while I laid in bed . Intimidated the piss out of me, so I laid there half for the purposes of the deals, trying to slowly grab my phone , not knowing how I’d announce 911 without the daylight of my phone screen notifying them.
I didn’t want to die. My center was pounding, lungs igniting from trying to breathe quietly enough to not be noticed.
I stared at the shadow for a very long time, listening to little the two movements of newspaper and trinkets.
It felt too long – why hadn’t they moved?
And then I realized that dark human-shaped place was actually a shadow being shed from my hair. It was always there. What the fucking was stimulating noise?
Goddamn it, a mouse .” – daitoshi
” Was going back from the tavern through a suburban street. About 1 a.m. Heard thrashing noise getting progressively louder.
Stopped to look about and a kangaroo territory no more than two hoofs in front of me, after bounding over the high-pitched fence I was ambling next to.
Scared the shit out of me .” – GJacks7 5
” I’m from Florida and I was volunteering at a neighbourhood quality conservancy. One of our tasks was to remove fallen records that were obstructing up a creek after a big storm.
The creek was about chest deep, 15 hoofs wide-eyed, and opaque dark-brown( Numerous Florida freshwater rooms are browns b/ c of tannins leached into the river from trees ).
As I’m moving logs I notice a 12 ft. alligator on the embankment I hadn’t noticed before. It then slipped into the creek I was in. I was with a district administrator who was moving records with me, and a herpetologist( who was in the canoe ).
I asked them what to do and they reacted ,” Well, those records aren’t gonna move themselves, and that gator’s probably just trying to get away from us .”
Still, spending 30 hours in a creek you can’t see anything, knowing there’s an alligator lurking near your paws, moving records WHICH LOOK LIKE ALLIGATORS was one of the most nerve-wracking things I’ve ever done .” – A_sweet_boy
” I got billed by a shire stallion who was in full play mode! Thankfully my pony( who I had a very strong attachment with) grabbed my jumper and tucked me behind him whilst he deposit his ears back and reared and struck out as a alarm at this shire.
The shire culminated up skidding past and operate bucking before get off and harassing someone else. I have never felt such a pants crapping and awe-filled time like that at the same time.
The thundering music of that shire building his route down the field was like something out of Jurassic Park .” – Horseshoesandkicks