Thought this was going to be the last picture we were going to have of our Shilo . Why you ask ! well somethin happened on todays adventure that was vary bazaar to say the least and a bit scary or maybe you could call it a ” Crazy Antic “. It’s a bit of along story but here’s what happened , as most of you seen from the previous posts our hike was going well . Shy was enjoying the hike she even put up with all the picture taking . This was the spot where we turned around. The sun had started it’s final burn on the landscape .
I thought perfect picture opportunity I pointed the camera ..click , there was a beep ! beep ! sound from the phone …. 13 % battery left …. “darn” I thought got to shut down the phone just in case I have to make an emergency call …. and how right I was about that ….
We headed back down the snowy trail and thru the pines . The temp was starting to drop it would send the occasional shiver down my neck .” should have brought a jacket I thought” . Shy was leading then she’d stop and let me lead this went on for a bit then I took the lead for good cause we had at least 5 miles of trail to cover to get back to the truck . I told Shy “we got to pick up the pace girl we’re not gonna make it back before dark ! ..
Shy gave me the fast glance …the one she gives me when she understands what’s up … She kicked it in high gear and started to trot ..tongue hanging out and all . We came to a steep cedar canyon where the trail dropped down and switched back up the opposite side …. This is where things Started to get strange … at the bottom of the canyon the trail switched to the left …. Shy stopped and stuck her Fuzzy snout in the air . She was sniffin up to the right .. her lips were puffin out like a blow fish …
Shy wanted to leave the trail and head up the draw between the canyon walls …. I gave here a moment of sniffin and said ” Come on girl we got to go ! ” She followed me 100 yards or so up to where the trail crested the hill …. I got this strange feeling and looked back at Shy … She was veering off the trail to the right , giving me a strange look as she went into the brush and then behind a large cedar … the thought came to mind weird ! that didn’t even look like my dog …. What the hell ? ….. I gave her a whistle … … Nothing ……. Shy come I said …. nothing but dead eerie silence .. not a twig braking no wind no tinkle from her tags on her leash …. Shy come ! …. nothing … I started back through the darkening cedars ….. SHY COME ! …. silence …. what the heck ? chasing a deer maybe ? …. I started the panic whistle .. one which brings her running no matter where or what is going on ……… Silence….
Here’s where fear started to creep in … not the boogeyman fear , but the fear of not seeing my girl again . With my hand on my pistol I crunched thru the brush . Darkness was setting in … I’m off the trail under the heavy canopy of thick cedars … If I lose the trail we were on it’s going to be an unpleasant eyeball scratchin hike down to the truck …. Never mind that ! ..What has happened to Shy ??? … did she smell a lion and go after it ? …. did the lion take her down ? … no way ! I would have heard something …. 1/2 hour Later …. the light of the full moon started to cast shadows from the trees … SHY COME PLEASE GIRL LETS GO HOME … suddenly a flicker of movement to my left under a cedar … a flash of white … was that a tail ? ….thank god ! …Shy come ….nothing but dead ass silence ! … I walk to where I seen the flash of white ….under the tree lies a skeleton .. bones scattered about …. but no shy …. I have lost my girl I thought.. it’s 3 miles of dark thick cedars and rocky trail back to the truck … but I’m not going …. time for the emergency phone call ! ….Ya right ! to who ?…..
I turn the phone on right away beep beep bat low …. shit ! this has got to be fast ! ( horse from yelling ) …..Hello honey ! …. yah …. aaah.. Shy’s disappeared … WHAT ? …Where are you ?….on the mountain … you need me to come up ? …. aaaah I don’t know …. do you have your flash light ? …. no ….. nor do I have a jacket it’s in the truck … it’s getting cold I don’t know what to do …… This is not normal …
You can’t leave her up there … yes I know I guess I’m spending the night …. can’t talk much longer my phones going dead …. I get this weird feeling like something’s watching me …. I turn around and was startled by a big White dog 5 feet away standing quietly looking at me ….. HOLY SHIT ! ………what ? …. It’s Shy she snuck up behind me ! …. thank god …. i’ll see you in a bit ….buy … I walked over and dropped on one knee and gave her a big hug ….. She didn’t respond , just sat there …. odd ….. lets go Shy she wouldn’t move …. what up girl you alright ? come on I grabbed her collar and tried to get her going ….. She pulled back so hard she pulled her collar over her head ….. What the heck ….. she would not go …. i pointed her the other way.
She started walking i turned her back …. she locked up again …. after petting her I got her to drop off the trail down thru the bushes . not something I cared to do didn’t want to lose the trail in the darkness so I started back towards the trail it worked it got her going but not for long . She pulled the collar off again as we got into the darker part of the trees … She sat in the trial looking down into the trees … this is not normal !… if there’s danger from a predator It’s met with growling or barking not this ! …… This does not seem like our dog ..then a thought hit’s me ! …..SKIN WALKERS ! ….. is there something to what that local Indian lady told me ? the thing that keeps her and her ancestors out of the woods at certain times of the year ? …. is that whats popped into a critter out here as the legend states, worse yet ! has it taken over our Shy ? …… come on girl ! nothing . I pulled off my belt and hooked it to her collar .
Another dark canyon ahead …. She stops… sets .. and looks at the shadowy figures the moonlight casts from the strangely twisted trees …. then she looks off to a distant ridgeline miles away . She’s looking at a strange glowing light in the trees …. What now ?.. not even going with that thought Shy ! don’t need to bring up that old memory … lets go ! … a few pets later we’re stumbling over boulders my belt hooked to my fearless LGD in one hand and the other hand trying to hold up my pants and holstered pistol ( which I was ready to pull out an ” buss a cap” on anything strange ( aliens included ) ….
We where moving along thru the dark pretty good until a round rock on the trail decided I needed to lay down . Lying there in the dark in the rocks, Shy steps up beside me and sticks her nose in my face … HAH ! my girls back ! this requires some hugging and belly rubs ..
We made our way down to the moonlit brushy flats . All was well we loaded up and headed to pizzahut to get dinner ……. thanks for reading hope you enjoyed our adventure .. until next time
Shy and I And a cameo appearance from momma
Wow, I sat down with a hot cup of tea to read this one. Having been on the other end of the phone call myself, I think my blood pressure was up. Trying not to sound like a nagging wife, you need to have a day pack with stuff! Of course that would take away from the story. In my head I reminded myself you wouldn’t be writing a story with a bad ending, right?!
I hope there’s Never a bad ending to any of our stories …
the skin walkers story, this is my favorite!!!
It’s a good thing I’ve got Barlow and Sable here too keep me safe while waiting for hubby to get home off the road . I read this story for the second time now and loved it just as much as the first time. But this time I Googled skinwalkers also and now I’m double spooked. LOL So glad you guys are okay and your wife’s blood pressure didn’t go through the roof.
Thanks Carol
You’re very welcome, Jerry. Thank you for sharing your wonderful stories, videos and pictures. Keep them coming!
I love this story, glad ya’ll made it out okay. Second time I’ve read this!
still gives me the chills!
Did you ever really figure out what was wrong & where she had run off too!! This story had me scared to death for her & for you!!!!