Heck, while we wait on him to tell his I'll tell one. It was in the late 80's and I was around 14-15 years old. A neighbor across the road ask me if I wanted to go to Skline WMA the next day, I was more than ready. Walked to his house the next morning gun and all. We went up Smolligings, the next morning,I know some of yall know exactly where im talking about. My flashlight wouldn't work so him and a friend walked me to a bench where i wanting to go. Still pitch black dark, I heard something running. It was 2 legged. It stopped 20-25 yards from me. I could hear it huffing for air, luckily the wind was in my favor. Being in pitch black, there no way a person could have done it without breaking both legs. Those that have hunted there understand what im talking about. It's rough terrain. I've thought about it many times and still don't have a understanding or any idea what it was!
Grew up hunting that same area. Some of the older guys we hung around with talked about one cold morning some kind of “booger” let out a loud scream that sent them all back to the truck. Never figured out if they were trying to spook us or not. I always made sure my light was working tho. Lol.
