Anomalies In Australia

Here is a recent link that explains 4 types of early man living and interbreeding. It mentions dwarf or trolls as one breed. Have to read it for yourself, but explains what everyone here has already posted.

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This was found right above the article of Cannibalized human remains in a cave. The South Pacific Islands also practiced cannibalism up to the early 1900's I believe.

Anyway, had one bad experience in the woods with a large, smelly, black beast I attribute to radon gas. I lived in the hills of ohio upon the banks of the ohio river. My brother and I was racing home and we both encountered two different experinces. His was a black panther. Mine loooked like an 11 foot wall of black water going through the dense brush.

Sorry no pictures to post, and you wouldnt get any if I had a camera, I wasnt sticking around to find out what that was.

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I just caught up on some reading and saw this topic and even though its probably too late I have to add a bit to it. When I was much younger man  I was in the army and we went on an exercise south of Gympie. Because I was such a lovable guy at the time I was given the fantastic job of guard duty every single night. One night towards the end of the bivouac i was walking a patrol along the eastern boundary road with another much loved member of our unit, when I became acutely aware that there was something walking behind us. I tried to convince myself that it was nothing as we continued walking. I stopped when I heard something walk on a burnt grass stub (explanation: the roadside to the left of us and the paddock beyond that was burnt out less than a week earlier by another beloved unit member who decided that smoking on guard duty was OK and tossing a smoldering butt into dry grass was clever) when I  scanned the area  there was nothing there. My, obviously deaf, cohort heard nothing and kept walking. I heard the same sounds for about the next 2 miles, gradually getting louder all the time, but it wasn't until we approached the crest of a small hill that my mate ears finally caught it. We stopped and slowly scanned the area but there was nothing to see. There was a fence about 10 feet from the edge of the road and beyond that was a burnt field with few trees and even those were 6 inches or so in diameter with a full moon giving excellent visibility, so we could see quite well. Just as we turned to walk on there was a sound so loud and angry sounding I nearly shit my trousers, and I'm not easily scared. It sounded as if it was almost as if it was only a foot away but there was nothing there. We switched on out spotlights we'd been issued and thouroughly scanned to to distant tree line including the tree tops near us. There was nothing there. So much to my mates annoyance we didn't run away but proceeded to walk away. I growl-bollowed-howled again and I caught the distinct smell of fresh poo (it wasn't mine), so trying to maintain some sense of order I attempted to call control but someone had brought a portable TV with them and they were watching a movie (and they said that I didn't follow procedures) so they turned the radio down. I know from TV and movies that bad things happen to those who try to run away when faced with either lions, bears or zombies so I started walking again. The unknown thing was still walking behind us so we increased the pace of walk down the hill. The only thing stopping my buddy from bolting down the hill was me holding his webbing. The ungodly noise continued behind us as did the sound of burnt grass and sticks breaking as we got closer to the main gate, all the while I'm trying to raise someone, anyone on the radio. Eventually The far gate post responded asking what the problem was as I keyed up the mic and before I could make another sound this thing behind upgrowled again, but I had keyed the mic to speak and now the far gate heard it as well. They suggested that we "get the #@ck out of there" so we bolted through the front gate and kept running till we got to the rear gate post. I was allowed in but mu mate had to remove his trousers , underwear and boots which we burnt and then hosed him off before he could come inside because he was covered in it. We filed a report the following morning but the army doesn't like to think about this type of thing so we were told it never happened. This was a long time ago and I'm living in the bush and regularly go camping in quite remote areas and what happened that night doesn't bother me. My buddy is a different story. he went into psychiatric care over fear issues for a while and won't leave the city for any reason whatsoever, he scared of all noises and the dark. I didn't see anything but I sure as hell heard one up close. By the way. An Australian army cartographer was injured when something which doesn't exist stood on his hoochie while he was asleep and had to be evacuated by helicopter out of rain forrest because of something that didn't happen behind the gold coast and soldiers open fire on a non existant entity walking down a hill towards their campsite on north of Jimna in forrest. Funny how they collect fur samples and casts of footprints of things that don't exist. I love to know where they keep the non-existant evidence.

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That's a good camp fire story, now let me tell one. I was camping in the Big Bend of the Rio Grand in 1987. had my camp set up in a gluch that was lined with pine trees. The locals call them arroyos. There was only one way in and the dry gluch ended about 500 feet in the other direction. A little after midnight I was awaken by what I thought at first was a child screaming. I grabbed the shotgun and jumped out of my truck to see what it was.  It was starlight dark. No moon but a clear sky and the starlight cast shadows among the rocks and trees. The screaming was loud and was comming from the upper end of the gulch. It sounded like someone or something being killed, which it was. I crouched for a while trying to figure what it was and then I saw a silver flash just above the trees. I shined my light where I saw it but it was gone. The screaming continued and I figured it was some kind of critter but what kind?  I had heard coons, coyotes, eagles and bob cats, panthers, alligatiors but never anything like this. It was so human it sent chills up my spine.  I walked a way up the gulch trying to see where it was comming from but saw darkness. The scream came from the tops of the pines. I saw the flash again and aimed my shotgun at it but it was gone before I could shoot. Then something was thrashing about in the tops of the pines. knocking limbs out and making a fuss. I aimed at the sound and fired. The screaming stopped and it became deathly silent. I went back to camp but didn't sleep much because I was worrying about what it was. The next morning before breakfast I hiked up to where the noise had been and at the base of one of the pines I found a big ass hawk. I believe it was a red sholdered hawk but it was the biggest one I have ever seen. It had a 3 foot wingspan.  Wrapped around it about 4 times was a piece of nylon fishing line. The type fly fishermen use. The line was wrapped around one wing and the other end was up in the tree. That night I learned that a hawk will make a noise just like a child when it is hurt.

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		Quote:			Posted by hardluck
	Must of been after the salt on my face.

And what happened before the salt?

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Maybe the fox thought it got lucky and thought my sorry carcuss was dinner... 

I do sleep heavy..

We were camped in forrest next to a remote beach we covered in salt from the beach and fishing all day. plus we we have cooked fish, muccles and prawns Perhaps the fox thought I was a dead fish. After a few days in the scub I proberly smelt like  one.

Hardluck

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