All right.. here's one of my early ones. I was around 10 years old at the time. My father had a little oilfield pipe, supply, and well service company back in the early 80's. One afternoon/evening, he was headed over to one of the leases to check the wells. I rode along with him. We usually parked at the tank battery and walked into the individual wells from there. We had been all over the land and the routine was just that, routine.
But on this trip, we are walking back to the truck (about halfway back from our 3/4 mile trek). Suddenly, I get this feeling of fear and dread. Something doesn't feel right. A few seconds later, out of the blue, my dad says, "if anything ever happens out here I want you to run as fast as you can to the truck". I replied, "you feel it too?". He told he just feels like we were being watched.
It was too bizarre. My dad and I both overcome with that "feeling." And I was a wee lad when it happened. My dad went and purchased a revolver shortly after that to make his rounds with. There was rumours later of some bear that escaped from the local zoo out there (in Kansas). But we never knew for sure what it was. Sasquatch I guess.
But on this trip, we are walking back to the truck (about halfway back from our 3/4 mile trek). Suddenly, I get this feeling of fear and dread. Something doesn't feel right. A few seconds later, out of the blue, my dad says, "if anything ever happens out here I want you to run as fast as you can to the truck". I replied, "you feel it too?". He told he just feels like we were being watched.
It was too bizarre. My dad and I both overcome with that "feeling." And I was a wee lad when it happened. My dad went and purchased a revolver shortly after that to make his rounds with. There was rumours later of some bear that escaped from the local zoo out there (in Kansas). But we never knew for sure what it was. Sasquatch I guess.
