These shares involve shots fired—firearms discharged in fear, warning, or defense during or after an encounter.
Common threads are armed parties, close pressure, and the decision to shoot into the dark or brush. Browse these shares for gunfire in the middle of the story.
Bush pilot Daniel, inspired by Craig's share from the previous post, decided to share his experience with he and his friend Christopher, which took place before Craig's encounter. Daniel's experience was much different than Craig's.
After hearing the share from Suzannah from #182, Charles, an engineer, wanted to share an incident that happened over fifty years ago when a sasquatch was tapping and peeking in his children's window.
Suzannah, a busy nurse, shares her ongoing ordeal that started about three years ago at her home on the Kenai Peninsula. A sasquatch has been stalking and terrorizing her and a neighbor.
A share from Ariel, Jeff, and their daughter Candace from a terrifying ordeal that took place about fifteen years ago.
Dusty shared some experiences that took place when he was younger from a remote village.
Some ex-military guys shared an experience from last winter during a caribou hunt.
Heavy equipment operator Colin had an experience fifteen years ago while working on a project in remote Alaska off the Yukon River.
Jonah reached out to share a story about his uncle's experience at his cabin outside of Prince of Wales Island.
A recent encounter from Caleb who shares what happened to him while on a moose hunt near Swede Lake.
An experience shared by an Ahtna Elder named Agatha recalls her childhood near Horse Creek, where her family routinely heard distant screams while berry picking. She also recounted an incident at their fish camp when her uncle and brother-in-law found their fish wheel intentionally jammed with a large log. While working to clear it, they heard whistling from the shore and turned to find a hairy man crouching on the bank. After shouting at it, the brother-in-law fired a shot into the air, causing the entity and two other unseen companions to crash away through the brush.
An encounter shared by a young man named Austin took place around late June 2023 during a camping and target shooting trip with his friends Michael and Jerry. Around 2:30 AM in the twilight of the Alaskan summer, the group was walking down a dirt access road when they heard massive brush thrashing nearby. Jerry climbed onto a large roadside rock to investigate but immediately scrambled back down in an absolute panic, stating he spotted an enormous black figure that was far too large to be a local black bear.
A 1990 encounter from a fisherman named Timothy, who was 20 years old at the time and completely new to the Alaskan wilderness. While working out of Naknek on a drift boat, the crew had to take a small wooden skiff up the Kvichak River toward Igiugig to retrieve a different fishing net. When the skiff's outboard motor began having mechanical issues, the crew pulled into a small tributary to fix it. Timothy was given a hunting rifle for protection and went to explore the nearby tundra. While sitting on a ridge, Timothy spotted two dark spots about 300 to 400 yards away.
In the early fall in a remote, unspecified Alaskan village, an early-20s woman named Shiloh and her young female cousin take a four-wheeler out into the wide-open tundra to scout local berry patches. While traveling along a horseshoe-shaped trail roughly a mile from the nearest tree line, they spot a hulking, nine-foot-tall figure standing about 50 yards away. The creature begins gently gesturing toward them, casting an immediate psychological trance over Shiloh.
Take a journey back to the early 1974 pipeline boom in the Alaskan bush. While taking a one-week vacation from his strenuous work as a pipeline welding assistant, a welder named Sam accompanies his Native Alaskan friend to a remote area outside of Fort Yukon heading toward Venetie Landing. What was intended to be a relaxing camping trip along the banks of the Yukon River quickly devolves into a terrifying, multi-hour psychological standoff. After nightfall, Sam spots a static set of glowing eyes reflecting the campfire from less than 30 yards away.
In August, an experienced outdoorsman in his mid-60s named Douglas traveled by four-wheeler to the Savage River area where it intersects the Stampede Trail to search for signs of a missing person, Mary Wilson. Arriving near twilight under dense forest canopy, he heard loud, abnormal yelling sounds and witnessed a large silhouette cross the trail.
