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I rode a bicycle from Santa Cruz, Ca to Wash. state and back. My brother and I travelled camping out all the while in strange places.
Part of our trip was through the giant redwoods in Cali. The Redwood groves are camping prohibited. Its amazing, with a bicycle you can be invisible. We simply rolled our bikes into the forest, we had no car to tip off state officials. With a couple camo tarps for the bikes we bedded down for the night.
As day turned to dusk, about the time when the eyes begin to strain for the last bit of light for the day, the noises started. Now, I am not a city boy. I grew up with Desolation Wilderness in the Sierra as my backyard.
The first noises I remember were loud bass thumps in the trees. My mind was unclear what type of animal this was. Its a very uneasy feeling not to be able to identify such an intimidating sound. As I lay looking up, the Giant Redwoods appeared to stretch upward forever. Way high up in these massive trees I could see something flying around. It was huge and really high up. I could see how large it was against the dusking sky but could not make out in detail what it was. I can only describe it as Taradactile like. I mean this only in shape, because the sillouette was easier to see than features, especially at such a distance.
Out of the 56 day trip, the Giant Redwood, the strange unidentifyable noises, It was easily the most uneasy, vulnerable, and un-nerving nights sleep I had. We carried no gun. And no, I don't know it the flying Tatrdactile was a Chupa Cabra.