Well as the title says while traveling south towards marla 3am approxon thursday ;suddenly a haylo crossed the road about 200m in front of the truck the second driver was sit along side of me we both looked at each other said what the hell was that, now i dont believe in ghosts but was pretty close to both of us had a cold chill, it this is the second time this has happened most drivers know about the swaggy that walks along the Stuart highway between Alice and tennant creek you see him in your headlights but not in your mirrors or with the mirror lights on put the hebeejeebeesrs up me keep in mind that we just done a driver change over 30min ago
I totally believe you , we had a dairy farm around 25 years ago . It was originally a soldier settler farm . There was an old disused tin house and a small tin milk shed with head bails in a small paddock up behind a large machinery shed adjacent to the modern herringbone dairy, I used to go up to the dairy around 4.30 each morn and get set up and then bring the cows in. It was a blowy drizzly night and that morning in the dark as I got to the dairy out the corner of my eye I thought I seen somebody standing in the old dairy shed . I turned and looked across and seen a tall thin figure move quickly , but very smoothly out of the shed and out of sight, the hair on my head prickled and I suddenly felt angry as I was scared I ran toward where I had seen the figure calling out hey you ! As I got to the shed I looked across at the house roughly 25 metres.. On the back step there was a figure of a male with a large hat that looked similar to a quakers. The figure from what I could make out had no discernible features. He raised his hand as if to gesture and turned and glided is the best way to describe it thru the door as if it was open. I was freaked out , I ran back to the dairy turned all the outside flood lights on and cranked up the radio. About 20 min later the daylight started to break and I brought the cows in and finished around 8.00. I went down to the house and didn't tell the wife or the two young boys especially . Around two weeks later I had forgotten about it and I was home with my youngest lad . I heard a car come up the driveway and went out the house . There was a chap around 50 in the car with a lad around 10 . He apologised for disturbing me but asked if he could show his grandson the house he was born in . It was the old tin house , he went on further to say that his grandfather had built it and had owned the farm . He said that he had died two weeks before in a nursing home and that he was 102 on his death. I never told him about it but it gave me a warm feeling anyway , I never seen that figure again but I assure you I never stopped keeping me eye out .
Australia is a big place with not many people - who knows what is out there? I'm pretty sure the panther or cougar often talked about in Victoria is true and that's purely from my experience without considering what others have witnessed.
My (ex) partner and I had a very odd experience about 13 years ago in NW Victoria. I wrote an account of it two days later, here it is:
---- Last Sunday (7th March 2004) my partner and I were camping on the south bank of the Murray River in NW Victoria a few 10s of kilometres SE of Robinvale. We stayed in the one spot for four days and had a great time, my elder son and his girlfriend were with us and camping about 2k downstream, joining us for meals and much of the day. Our campsite was in a state forest with low to medium density bush and about 8k away from the nearest habitation, a farmhouse. The forest was _very_ dry with a lot of fallen branches and leaves on the ground. It is the second time we have camped in this forest the first time being about six months ago. I have spent many, many nights in the bush/deserts all across Australia and the world (probably 50% of those nights by myself) and am familiar with the night noises and animals of such places.
Sunday (by chance a very bright full moon) was our last night camping before returning to Melbourne on the Monday. My partner retired to bed around 10pm in our see-through mozzie screen tent and promptly fell asleep; I followed about 30 minutes later and was asleep within five minutes.
I think it was about 3.30am when I awoke from a deep sleep - I was instantly wide awake and knew what had awakened me, I was not surprised to find my partner was also awake, she was sitting up in bed and looking around at the forest. We were both listening to the loud and unmistakable sound of a heavy biped moving through the forest towards our camp and, at a guess, no more than 100m away. I listened and looked for a further 5 or 10 seconds using the bright moonlight to try and see the creature walking across the forest floor on the dry twigs and leaves. I could see nothing but I sure as hell could hear it. Two feet, crunching the forest underfoot as they moved. I pulled on my shorts, left the tent and put on my shoes, the footsteps were still loudly approaching but nothing was to be seen. I decided to hide in the shadow of a large tree about 10m away, as I moved towards the tree I made quite a lot of noise on the dry leaves and by the time I reached the shadow of the tree the sound of the approaching footsteps had ceased. I waited for about 3 minutes and neither saw nor heard anything. I moved the few metres across to the camp, placed a chair in deep shadow and waited silently for about 45 minutes. The only sounds were those of the normal night noises of the forest. I returned to bed and slept lightly for the balance of the night, my partner had fallen asleep before my return.
During the night my partner and I had not exchanged a single word about the incident, we both knew we sensed danger and took appropriate measures to protect ourselves so there was no influence or suggestion from one to the other yet in the morning we were in 100% agreement about what had happened and what our perception of the noise was.
As an electronics design engineer I'm not given to making assumptions without having creditable evidence and I offer none here; but I can think of no creature which could tramp through a dry forest and then, suddenly, disappear without trace, surely an animal would either have fled when it heard/smelled me and I would have heard it's flight through the bush or it would have frozen for a time and then cautiously moved away and I would have heard it during my 45 minute wait and with such a bright moon that night I probably would have seen it too.
I would return to this location to camp but I suspect I will never sleep there as soundly as before.
I would be interested to hear of experiences others may have had of a similar ilk.
9th March 2004 ----
I have been back to that spot and neither saw nor heard anything unusual.
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We saw a Tasmanian Tiger cross the main road down to Tidal River on Wilson's Promontory near Yanakie VIC. At close range in broad daylight, stripes & all.
We found out later on the internet that the area is a ''hot spot'' for sightings. Wilson's Promontory is the most southerly part of mainland Australia & used to form a land bridge to Tasmania.
No we hadn't been drinking or taking drugs.
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