Back in 1991 I was swimming about 20 feet from shore in an isolated area on the Island of Agistri in Greece, near a pine forest. Was a beautiful summer day, but the sun was just starting to fade. Suddently the calm water seemed very black and threatening, and I just had this deep deep feeling to get out of there. I swam so fast and jumped on the moped and headed back to the town. To this day I have no idea what that was, but I got out so fast and listened to my gut. Im not easily spooked, but what I do know is ALWAYS listen to it, it can save your life. Your right to leave that place, the atmosphere was definately off, and we do not yet fully understand what forces may reside in isolated places. All the best and stay safe

I had this feeling a few days ago. I’ve always loved walking in The Pentland Hills, mainly because of its close proximity to Edinburgh. Knowing that there’s civilisation nearby is a comfort to walking in a vast landscape. You could say the Pentlands has two parts to it; the touristy side (closest to the city) and the remote side (South Lanarkshire). That day I decided to visit the remote side and visit ‘The Covenanters Grave’, a gravestone In the middle of a vast wilderness. As soon as I got to the grave, I looked around and couldn’t see a single person, the weather was grey and cold and I suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, mainly because I felt like I was the last person on earth and I didn’t have my safety blanket of civilisation close to me. I decided to turn back the way I came almost at a light jog as a sense of fear kept intensely washing over me. When I got back to my car on the A70 (The Lang Wang), I was covered in head to toe in sweat because of fear which I hadn’t felt since I was a child. Needless to say I haven’t been back but I feel I need to for some closure. Sorry for the long story, guys! Thank you, if you read it.

Trust those instincts we’ve got them for a reason well done

This is a welcome relief for me to see a young man hitting nature in a natural way. No dramatic music, no fancy gear and drone shots, no sponsors and still getting out there and doing it, which we all secretly want to do but lack the energy or guts. Bravo, and we look forward to the next adventure.

One thing I always go by is - don't get talked out of listening to your intuition by someone who has none! Sometimes it might be a vivid imagination but I don't take any chances. One time I was out in the New Forest with my 2 girls, we found a lovely spot, not too far off the beaten track but far enough to feel secluded, but in a really good way. Some of these stories people say the place felt creepy from the get go but our little spot was glorious, the weather was just right and we got our blankets out and settled in. We were there having a lovely time when all of a sudden , for no reason at all I was absolutely filled with dread, it was like a switch flipping but the weird thing is that almost simultaniusly, with no influence from me,9 although one could argue I had given off some micro expressions) my youngest said mum I don't like this and my older daughter said I feel like something really bad is going to happen. When I say kids, they are older teenagers and we do this all the time and never had this before. Fear is a strange feeling, it clouds all previous perception of a situation and I can't tell you how ominous this place suddenly felt. We packed up in about 3 seconds and got outta there. You try to rationalise things afterwards and you might laugh but Ihad a situation once where I really felt like I heard a big cat so sometimes that pops into my head when I'm out in nature but another thing I read about is that sometimes an allergic reaction can start with a feeling of doom so I wonder about dngerous plants or gases, and of course theres always the fear that it's a person or ..... not so rational...something supernatural haha, one things for sure, there's no feeling like it when you're out there and that dread kicks in.

ALLWAYS TRUST YOUR GUT,

Always go with your gut feeling no matter what

When they were building the dam at Loch Treig, which I think was the late 1950s, they had employed divers to work in the depths. These were ex naval divers, the type wearing large helmets and big weighty boots.. These were tough men who'd done all sorts during war times. More than one of them quit on the spot after diving in the Loch. Eack of them saving that they'd been in the dark depths and had something very large swimming around them. Even after offering them large pay rises, these guys simply walked away and said they would not be going in there again.... On the other hand, our mind can get the better of us... I remember one night deep in the woods up near laggan.... A group of us wild camping.. No tents... There's a clearing next to the river Pattick..great spot and we've camped there many times. We'd have a big fire.. Drink and cook around it and have a laugh.. There was five of us so we would feel secure I guess, not that I ever felt worried.... One night, we'd all bedded down to sleep. Fire was low and we're lying in our sleeping bags.... Start hearing this knocking noise every now and then.... It gets closer. It had initially seemed very distant.. As time passes it gets closer and louder... A clear knocking noise... Everyone was defo getting scared as ut made no rational sense... Each if us concluded that we could think of nothing to explain such a noise. It had to be other human beings... And who in their right mind would be out deep in the woods in the dark with no torch....? We all got out of our sleeping bags and grabbed torches.... Just at that there was a large noise as we had spooked whatever it was and it started running..... The knocking got so much more, like something crashing through the trees. Scary noise indeed. It was a big red deer stag... It had been making it's way through the wood. The knocking was it's antlers clacking off tree branches. As it ran away with was like a machine gun as it antlers rattled the branches. I can't imagine how you'd have felt being out there on your own, even though it was a very rational explanation...

I have night fished hundreds of times over the years. However, about 30 years ago I night fished on Thirlmere. Something made me more scared than I have ever been. There was definitely something beyond the normal. It was not nice. I had to pack up and leave in the middle of the night. I was not wanted there.

A strange experience happened to me about 8years ago when my wife and I visited Southwold in Suffolk, England, a favourite and popular seaside town that we frequently visit. On this visit we were exploring the beautiful St Edmund church and graveyard. While reading the ancient gravestones I approached a large monument situated on the south side of the church. This grave was the largest most ornate one there and dated from around the 1850s, it was dedicated to the Bardwell family. While examining this grave I was suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of foreboding and sensed that my presence wasn’t welcome causing me to walk away suddenly as I explained to my wife what had just happened. I have never experienced anything like that before or after and have since returned with no repeat but I tend to give that grave a wide berth. I have no explanation as to what happened but it felt tangible and very real.

What a gorgeous place. I don’t blame you for getting out of there though, if it gave you the heebie jeebies. You triggered a little avalanche of creepy anecdotes in the comments. I’ve enjoyed reading them all.

I have slept on Kinder Scout in the Peak District about half a dozen times. I love it. Last week, after i pitched up on there, i was hit with the strongest feeling that something was not right. I dont normally get that feeling, so i thought i would pay attention. I packed up and left. I will never know why that feeling was there, but i will always, always, listen to my instincts. Good little vid mate 👍🏻

When your dogs sense trouble, they let us know, and we listen to them and believe them. So why do we doubt our own instincts? They come to you to keep you safe. Trust every single feeling.

Many years ago, back in the very early 80s, I went camping in Devon with my boyfriend. We were driving down a narrow back road in the twilght when there was a sudden sharp smack on the window on my side of the car and the car partially lifted off - both wheels off the road, again on my side. I screamed at my boyfriend to step on it and get the hell out of there because a voice - to this day I don't know if it was in my head - yelled at me, "don't look out the window. don't look out the window." Now, for some reason I knew it meant the side window, so sobbing in fear I kept my gaze strictly to the fore as he gunned it out of there as fast as he could. Much further on, we reached a clearing where there were street lights and he, being the sort who didn't believe in anything that didn't have a "rational explanation" got out of the car and walked all around it to check for damage or signs of anything out of the ordinary. Nothing. Now, the thing is there were no overhanging branches, rocks on the road or anything of that nature that could have explained what happened Eventually, he opened the boot and decided it must have been caused by the small camping gas cannister rattling around in the boot - except it wasn't rattling around, it was well secured. Still, he'd found an explanation that satisfied him. Not me, though, I felt sick and overcome by fear. There was just something so wrong. I could feel it, a thick, dark, threatening mass. We drove on and eventually reached the camp site - I wish I could remember exactly where it was - somewhere around Ilfracombe, is as good as I can come up with. There were a couple of other tents there and a caravan or two. The feeling of fear far from abating got stronger and stronger. I literally sat crying in the car while he (poor thing) erected the tent by himself. It was dark by now, so I couldn't see much and eventually he persuaded me to come into the tent. Well, I can honestly say, I didn't sleep a wink that night, the reason being that I could hear the most awful heart-rending wailing of women and children all night long. It was terrifying. Unearthly. The next morning I asked the other campers/caravanners if they had heard anything but they just looked at me like I was mad. We left, even before breakfast as I simply couldn't stay another minute - I was a wreck. Moreover, with the coming of daylight, we noticed something we had missed in the dark of the previous night, a burial mound within touching distance of the campsite. I didn't feel I was back to normal until Devon was receding in our rear view mirror. The sensible boyfriend confessed years later that he had been terrified too and had no rational explanation for what happened. I do, though, because I was so disturbed by our experience and fascinated at the same time, that I undertook some research and discovered that around the area we had driven through there had been a horrific ambush and several people had been massacred. I think, perhaps, the conditions were such that we (me in particular) somehow tuned into a replay of it and I suspect I also tuned into the terrible grief surrounding the burial mound. It was not my first or last encounter with the supernatural but the details of that particular one are etched into my memory and the devastating feeling of both evil and grief. Sorry, this answer is so long, but I just wanted to say that, yes, you should always trust your instincts, that little inner voice that most of us fail to listen to, as it will never send you wrong. I taught my children that lesson from when they were small and it has saved them more than once. I really enjoyed your video. One day, I hope to visit Scotland. I am a Celt too but from Ireland.

Glad you posted this even though you weren’t going to. This is is an excellent example of trust your instincts and that things don’t always go as planned. A Valuable insight for those thinking of camping or staying outdoors.

About 1972 my girlfriend and I toured the Highlands in a Morris minor , we put up the tent somewhere remote for the night, it had been v near a battle site, .During the night there was a sound like footsteps walking around the tent . I didn't want to say anything and then she whispered to me "I'm scared whats that sound" I said yeah so am I ! We held each other tightly all night and I had my knife beside me , but I was thinking of something possibly supernatural . (we were V remote in a rugged landscape. )The place from the beginning felt odd and unfriendly and the swarms of midges at twilight were torture. Don't tell me it was a wombat . we survived , Having a joint after dinner probably did not help at all either.

Years ago a friend of mine told me this story! Herself, her husband and children were picnicking by a large lake in Britain somewhere, (I can't remember exactly where) My friend was down by the lake side when suddenly an inner voice and her instincts told her "Get away from there NOW, MOVE". She said she felt really terrified for no good reason she could think of. But move she did, and took the family with her. 😳

The 'hills have eyes'. Just as soon as you leave civilisation, The rational world is only a veneer.

You remind me so much of myself. Wandering off to the hills. I'm now 75 and wish I could do it all over again. You are young NOW. Make the most of your wanderings because one day you'll be 75.

Like others have said in the chat, "always trust your gut instincts", usually it's right. I used to as a kid then high school taught us to 'think rationally'. It took a decade or two to before i started using my instincts a lot more because the analysing and over thinking was wrong a lot of the time. Along with my instincts being correct (mostly), i became a happier more relaxed person because i wasn't over-thinking/analysing every problem. Keep going kid. ✌️👋 All the best!

I was walking in the glennifer braes (on the hill leading to the carpark) heading up from Foxbar with my dog at the time. He was off the leash. At one point the dog runs off (no big deal happened quite often) but all of a sudden I thought "oh fuck someone is here!" So I called the dog... Nothing. I shout for the dog. Nothing. To this day I am convinced that someone I knew or possibly my boyfriend at the time had followed me up there either to freqk me out or harm me and was holding and petting the dog, because he was a friendly wee thing and would stay if given attention or treats by someone he knew (would bark at strangers). Once I had come out of the little patch of bushes id been in the dog ran over as if nothing had happened. I was so fucking scared. I swear that someone was there that day.

Always listen to that gut feeling that tells you something isn’t right

Dude!! The SAME thing happened to me at Loch Lomond. I was half way up, a few miles past the Hydro Dam, pitched in a small outlook of rock and trees which jutted into the lake. I had permission from the farmer to pitch, and the second I finished a definite sense of unease and not being welcome came over me. There was just something inexplicable about being so close to that vast, dark and ancient body of water, all alone. I was barely three minutes from the road which runs along the length of the Loch, so modernity and my car were only moments away, but that didn't help the feeling of dread which was growing by the minute. In the end I bottled it, pulled down my tent and ran all the way to the car, in the dark, sweating and feeling like I needed to leave immediately. That's NEVER happened before or since, and although I only pass Lomond every decade or so (I'm Welsh), I always cast my eye at that spot and just nod my head. Something ancient dwells there, and it didn't want me.

This caught ny attention as years back i had a similar experience not far from here and decided not to camp and head home.Ended up having an odd experience as i packed up the van and left,like others say-always trust your gut.you made the right decision buddy.Safe travels

I was brought up in a small village in the Trossachs. We were always outdoors as a family and playing with friends. From the age of 8 I would take our dog gor a walk and walk for miles in scenery like that. Although I was aware of dangers I felt very safe. Would I do it now..no chance. Always get the feeling we are being watched. If you get that "feeling"..make sure you act on it. Great channel, I will start watching

Not a setback, just a wise decision under the circumstances. I still enjoyed the video and glad you posted it.

We drove from Oxford to Skye every year and I remember the bridge of Orchy because our topbox blew open and all our clothes ended up in puddles. Great start! The area that always freaked me out was Rannoch moor. Very eerie. The .most eerie prize has to go to Culloden. We went before the Visitor's centre was built. Silent. No birds. My teenage daughter flatly refused to get out of the car. You did the right thing by listening to your gut and I loved your video. BTW we ended up moving to the Outer Hebrides. Been here 20 years and love it.

Saved yourself from being dragged feet first from the tent in your sleep and drooned in the loch by the Kelpie.

Hi Gregor. If you’re not feeling it, then always better to call it. There’s plenty more opportunities. Thanks for still sharing your adventure mate. Still nice to see the wonderful scenery. All the best Dave 😀🥾⛰🏕️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

There are places here in Scotland where much older, much more experienced people have literally had experiences which frightened the living daylights out of them, and to which they never return regardless of the weather.

40 years ago, Driving at high speed on a very isolated dark road in Rhodesia now Zimbabwe heading for Beit Bridge border of South Africa at 10pm at night = Pushing it at 105 miles per hour Next minute a herd of donkeys was on the road sleeping My husband drove right through them without taking his foot off the accelerator OBLIVIOUS SAW NOTHING AND NO IMPACT ?????

About 20 years ago I went with a friend, who had a boat, to Loch Awe to fish. We camped out on an Island which had an ancient graveyard, as dusk was falling I was collecting fallen branches for our fire. As I neared the walled graveyard I had an immense feeling that I was encroaching on the peace of the departed. It was the most profound sense of being unwelcome it really affected me deeply and of course I turned and headed back to our tent. The thing is I wouldn't have gone into the graveyard even if I hadn't sensed any kind of malevolent atmosphere.

Onw of the few places Ive been camping is Glen Orchy, down by the river (well past the rapids). Our camping spot was fine but I remember further up the tiver gave me the creeps. I was only 10 and I distinctly remember that. Im now in my 30s and I've still never been back, and every time I think about walking there I cant do it. I've had thst creepy feeling in another couple of places too, most recently in a patch of foresty on the esst side of Loch Lomond, and a river mouth on West Loch Lomond and I always listen to my gut and move on quickly.

Different geographical spots feel welcoming, others feel neutral and others still feel downright unsettling. We don't understand everything about all aspects of our environment and we have developed these instincts for good reasons. You made the right call. I've had similar experiences before.

I've lived in Scotland for decades and the atmosphere can change very quickly and become very ominous, but there's nothing to worry about. The noises people hear are either nature or sometimes in your own head. Yes, your mind can play tricks on you. But I assure you 1Million % that no warrior from 1314 is coming to kill you. You might hear a deer, stag, badger, fox or wild cat but that's about it! There's no goolies knocking around to frighten you!!! 👍

Once I went to stay in a Bothy in North Wales, we went in the evening and it was getting dark as we approached, my friend knew the way and was much further ahead, and at this one spot for a short time I had a funny feeling, maybe that we weren’t alone, but not like there was anyone actually there. When I caught up I said I’d been a bit creeped out back there, and he said I should have called him to slow down. Then he said this was the sight off a WW2 plane crash and it had landed in the lake just there. Made me shiver that, glad we were in the Bothy and not a tent!

Done the same a couple of times. Been pitched up but something was niggling me so I packed up. Well done for getting it posted up

I’m glad you posted this, it’s important to know about the negatives too

You have to listen to your instincts. They are there for a reason. New subscriber here! Thanks for sharing 🌳😁🌳

The difference between traumatic memory and normal memory is that the latter has been processed by the brain for its meaning and changed from a primary experience to a learnt lesson. This process removes the direct emotional association so that for instance a frightening even can be remembered without the overwhelming fear that occurred at the time. Traumatic memory is still live, permanently awaiting processing and when triggered presents as if the original event was happening in real time. I suspect that primordial situations such as camping alone in a great wilderness or being near large bodies of water have a tendency to stimulate either actual traumatic memories or an equivalent system in the collective unconscious.

There have been very strange things heard and seen by folk wild camping in our mountains and hills so it's no wonder you felt something!

Very strange mate, I hiked into Dochard only a couple of days ago myself. Carried a very heavy pack in once I got there I just had a weird creepy feeling that I couldn't shake off. Do tons of wild solo camping in the Highlands and always prefer to be alone, so I can't really explain it. That area just always seems extra isolated to me, although in theory it isn't. Was a nice hike but next time it won't be with a back breaking load for 2 days camping. In the end I did the same as you, just turned back and slept in my van. Cheers 🍻

I'm glad you posted this. I'm from Perthshire and I recently got that same weird feeling by an isolated lochan ~ I didn't hang about either. In my experience if you get that unsettling uncomfortable feeling it's best to leave.

My first thought was - Dog Soldiers! 😂 But seriously, always wise to listen to your gut.

Maybe it was the site of an ancient battlefield and that's why it was so creepy .Some places definitely have a atmosphere.Enjoyed the video 👍

I live in hghland Perthshire and I have always found those wee lochans, especially if they are surrounded by reeds, very unsettling.

Great video,yes I've had that feeling of dread and uncertainty and the intense feeling of being watched..i moved on very swiftly,some places are sacred and untouched by human footprint therefore ancient energies are at their highest .

Always told my kids: listen to your little voice. If something doesn't 'feel' okay, then it's not okay. Nice video!

Up and doon the stoorie brae, All across the glen, We cannae go a-huntin' For fear of wee men! I hate superstition. But sometimes a nameless fear creeps up out of nowhere, and you've just got to go. It happened to me in South Africa, in a riverine forest area, me, my brother and my best friend were scared out of our wits - by nothing! It was a glorious summer's say, temperatures in the high 20s, golden sunlight dappled the forest floor... and strange movements in the trees, a feeling of being watched! Never had it before or since, and I loved those hills.

that gut feeling is evolution of self preservation, I've always gone with it. I've always got spooked walking past a small wooded area near where I live (in a country park), a strong feeling of being watched, over the last couple of years I've come across a dog and badger carcass, both next to the wooded area, I keep away now, it could be coincidence, but I'm not taking a chance, I've talked to locals about it but no one's seen or heard of anything in the area.

I camped near a bridge on Rannoch Moor and could hear people talking.There was no one there.I got up and left about 4am.I had a similar experience in Glen Falloch as well.I’ve camped all over the central highlands and that’s the only two experiences I’ve had.

I'm just surprised you weren't "midged" out on a still overcast evening like that! Many's the time, I have done a similar extended trudge like yours, hoping that there will be a flat dry site to put the tent "just over there", only to be disappointed time and again! Seriously, though, good on you for being out there when so many are sitting inside in front of a screen!

If you have an instinctive scared or any kind of negative feeling about a place....it's worth doing some research, because it's likely something bad happened there back in history. We have an inner ability to sence energy. I once arrived somewhere in the dark...it was in my campervan in Scotland too, I felt that creepy vibe. The next morning in the light...I found a chapel very nearby...with a plaque explaining how lots of people died in the chapel during the clearances back in history. They were locked in the chapel adnit was burned to the ground😭😠😯☹

Not a failure, there's no such thing. It's just another experience to add to your bedpost. Keep doing what you're doing. Great video.

Cheers for vid and pleased that you post if when things don’t go to plan , we don’t live in a perfect world . Catch you next time.

You need a hammock to hang between two trees. We used to go camping in the highlands all the time as kids, but when I grew up, just driving between the mountains on those narrow roads gave me the willies, as if the mountains were coming in on me. I'm Scottish, also a Lowlander, but dad's father's family were from the Highlands - Gaelic speakers.

I think if you were the type to worry about being alone you wouldn't be doing these camps, thanks for showing us the beautiful views.

That was still well worth posting, all the work and effort to get there and film wasn't lost, and it just shows that sometimes you have to trust your own intuition and common sense. Look forward to your next adventure.

Always trust what your instincts are trying to tell you 👍 take the positives out of it, the frogs, the deer, the mountains and the fresh air 😊

Your instincts were picking up something that was not right. You did the right thing. Enjoy the hiking, magnificent countryside and video.

Many years ago my husband and I walked the Southern Circuit around Wilson's Promontory in Victoria, Australia. It's a multi day loop from Tidal River camp ground. All went well until we got to our last night in Oberon Bay where the campsites were in amongst the scrub and we were the only ones there. We spent half an hour or so wandering around trying to pick a spot but something was creeping us both out. In the end, despite being completely shattered from a full day of hiking we decided to push through the last 2.5 hour stretch back to Tidal River. As soon as we decided to do that we both got a second wind and took off like greyhounds! I'm pretty sure it didn't take us as long as it should but, as soon as we got over the last headland and down on to Norman Beach at the far end from the camp ground, and what my mind deemed safety, the adrenaline (and my legs) just more or less gave out and I didn't think I was going to make it down that last stretch. Don't know what it was that spooked us both, but I don't think I have ever experienced an adrenaline surge like that in my life, before or since. Certainly not one that lasted that long anyway and, to this day, when I run out of energy suddenly after a stretch of activity, I still call it "hitting the beach" and think back to that insane dash into the dusk.

Hi Gregor..just found you. Subbed. I've just returned from a cycling/wild camping holiday in the Highlands and found a few places that for no obvious reason gave me the creeps! Always best to listen to your gut feelings, they are there for a reason and I have found that the more time I spend in nature the more accurate they are. We are animals too! Great video and I look forward to watching more :o)

“There are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamed of in your philosophy”. How very true. Always trust your instincts and get out of there if you get bad vibes.

Done a lot of walks in Scotland some by myself in middle of moonlit night walking through the night with a head torch . I have always felt serenly calm by myself at night. In fact the calmness comes from knowing there is nothing out there but me and the NATURAL wilderness. I felt only natural fears like 'I hope I dont go over on an ankle'. But I do understand the power of the mind. Watch a horror film and don't put your foot out of the bed in case the monster under the bed gets it.

What folk refer to as their ' gut instinct " is in fact their holy guardian angel. We all have one .

Just found your channel. And what an amazing comment section, best people all in one place. Wonderful

I think the absence of any animals is the warning sign that our subconscious picks up on.

I live in a small village in NE Scotland on the edge of a woodland estate where I walk 2 or 3 times a week with the dog. Never any problems and I hardly even see another person. About 12 years ago before I got the dog, I was out for a walk on my usual route and it was starting to get dark so I headed back. I’ve walked up there a gazillion times, even through the woods in the dark, and nothing ever bothered me but this one evening I got to a particular 200m stretch of tarmac road through the trees, and a feeling of utter fear came over me from nowhere. I wasn’t just a little bit creeped out, I was terrified and took to my heels. Once past that stretch of road I was fine. Very strange! I’d walked there so many times before, and since, and felt nothing.

This forest is thousands of years old - it’s like Scotland’s baby version of the US Appalachian mountains…. Trust your gut 😶

When you get that feeling, you should never, ignore it. Lots of bad things, happened, all over the highlands.

I'm glad you posted this and as always trust what your gut says. Keep you doing what you're doing

Thanks for posting. I also camped with a friend a few years ago, very remote place, not a soul around and just after midnight we heard foot steps walking by with faint chatter. It was the oddest thing. We were pretty scared! 😂 Love your videos though, very inspiring 😊

always go with your spidey sense. even if everything is perfectly good and safe the fact that you're feeling 'off' can lead to poor decision making. head home is a valid strategy. great film-making skills

I was once camping in North Wales (place called Tudweiliog on The Lynn Peninsula) tent was all set up so I wandered off to try to get to some standing stones I'd seen on the OS map, found what appeared to be a shortcut through a small wood just off the road. The moment I stepped off the road and into the wood I knew something was wrong, birds weren't singing and the silence was utterly defending. I backed out and continued on the road (never did find the stones)

Trust your feelings. I walk my dog and fish by a river that has two lakes next to it. The river and one lake are beautiful......but the other lake is dark and foreboding. It gives me the creeps every time i walk next to it. 😳

always go with your gut bro enjoying your ch chin up look forward to your next adventure ATB 👍 ⛺️

Hi mate, don’t really comment much but just wanted to engage with your channel to support it. Keep it up!

HI MATE I was in Arran... miles from nowhere ! Got a fire going ... it was pitch black late December ... If you can imagine ... all you can see is maybe 6 feet from the fire in all directions ! This Guy just appeared out of the Darkness ! He said that's a nice fire can I join you ? The hairs on the back of my Neck stood up ! Got talking ! I went to my tent and grabbed my bushcraft knife and hid it under My poncho .... He really made me uncomfortable! He later disappeared back into the Darkness !!! Worse night sleep I've ever had ...LOL !

Even on aborted trips like that you can always take something from it, like the wildlife. Also adds another point to your experience level.

Really enjoyed your video and it’s the first time I’ve come across your channel so I subscribed. Being Welsh I love the mountains and used to live in the countryside where I used to ride alone for miles. I came across somewhere like you experienced when I had been out for the day with my horse in a forestry I was used too or so I thought. Looking forward to the next video and good for you taking notice of your intuition 🐸👻💀

Your experience in trying to find a spot to pitch a small tent in wild areas is one I've had many times. Sometimes I've retreated into woods just to find a drier, flatter area but there's no guarantee. As far as risk is concerned - apart from the weather, the most concrete threat in that sort of territory is ticks and I'd bet you picked up one or two. I always camp with a wee bottle of neat Dettol, which kills the tick and the parasites they carry. Good, intelligent video, so thanks for that.

Very interesting, glorious scenery. And as many others have said ALWAYS follow your gut instincts. There is usually a reason and even if there isn't, better safe than sorry.

Once had this feeling in an apartment we were given alone of in France ,never experienced this before, would not get out of bed during the night to go to the bathroom, the only area in the apartment that was fine was the kitchen, never felt comfortable and never went back.

Well done for sharing this, as it's a part of your outdoor experience just as any other, and is probably one that's best not kept to yourself... There's been a lot in the news recently about the disappearance of Jay Slater - the young lad on Tenerife; and the chances are you've been contemplating the big "what if?" question at some level in your sub-consciousness... Maybe it's even brought a few other cases such as Finn Creaney, to your mind - and without even realising it you'll have been looking at the chances of it happenning to you... Maybe the fact it was so boggy all around that lochan catapulted into your consciousness, then that triggered a fight or flight response and the warning of danger flags appearred! Whatever, it's always best to trust your instincts and so, not only did you do the right thing by getting the hell out of there - you did an extra right thing by sharing it here as maybe, somebody else out there, is trying to get their head round a similar experience right now - and this will help them get things back into a more appropriate context! And as you say, you still got a jolly decent walk out of it!

You’re no far from the Glen Lyon area. There’s some ancient hair raising tales, from that Glen.....and Etive..!😬

It's just awe. Happens all the time in the really rugged parts of Scotland and Ireland especially.... Buckle up. Because that being said, it's one night I felt someone's presence standing silently but couldn't see because of the firelight and when I decided what harm could it do to just say " I know someone is there, come out" if nobody was actually there lol Except a man did step out?!?! I almost died of shock. He was just a local farmer out walking and, well we'll never know why he was just standing there fekn watching!!! After stern word's I packed my gear and walked til dawn... lol

I have had that weird feeling while hiking ( Scotland) on my own also and I’ve always gone with my gut. We are very lucky to have such beautiful scenery in our country however, so I’ll continue to hike .

I lived in England for a while, so I know how the British don't like the heat. But for me in Australia, 21 is what we set our air-conditioning to when we are too hot.

Sometimes we get that feeling and try to rationalise it and tell ourselves we're imagining stuff. Nope, always trust your gut.

I've been walking in forest tracks before and had the feeling I'm not alone. The weirdest thing. Enjoyed your trip. Thanks for sharing

There are definitely more ancient spots, or thin places in Scotland. I've felt that same feeling down by the river at Glen Orchy, just in certain spots. Being not quite alone but there's no one around. I didnt know about that Lochan, thanks! Will definitely head up for a walk but wouldn't camp either. I cld feel the odd presence from your video..def eerie. Sometimes I wonder if its just the way the trees are located in some spots. It didn't look like there were a lot of native species around, for a section of Caledonian forest. A lot of it looks like it's Forestry managed. I've had a similar feeling in another area of old Caledonian forest but it wasnt as creepy, it felt more like an ancient aliveness.

I’m glad you posted, beautiful views! It takes balls to adventure out into the unknown.

Just found your channel and subscribed. The views are spectacular and I am glad you trusted your instincts

You did the right thing. Great video. 😀

Very enjoyable video and an amazing location which is now on my bucket list. Thanks for sharing your experience.

Nice video, always trust those feelings. Your senses pick things up even if you aren't really sure what's up to make you feel that way.

Some places have really good vibes, some have really bad vibes for no obvious reason. It gets interesting when other people unconnected to each other have the same experience in the same place.

Dude good shout that feeling will save ya .keep Scotland clean up after ya pitch up we dont want it to end up like England

Felt similarly once. I arrived at the end of the trail, no designated campsites along trail - one can camp anywhere with a permit along the length of the in-and out trail. It ends at a series of high alpine lakes above 10,000 feet. I picked a place, but it just felt off. Didn’t know what it was. It wasn’t the fact I was alone, that itself never spooked me. Anyways, I decided to hike back out a few miles (This was an in and out trail) and camped elsewhere. Nothing happened, but it was the first time I felt weirded out by a certain place.

Instincts are a protection- I enjoyed your post ❤.