This story was originally published on June 5, 2013
“This happened when I was a camp counselor and canoe instructor at a kids’ camp in central Ontario, Canada in the late 80’s. A couple of things to know about me: I am a very experienced outdoorsman, and I don’t scare easily. Even at the time that this story took place, although I was only 17, I’d already spent many nights alone in the wilderness. I know what sounds the woods make and what animals do what. What we experienced was none of the above.