B. M.
My first encounter was simple. I was hiking on a trail with my family. We were on our way out but still had about 15 minutes before we reaching the edge of the woods. It was early evening and beginning to get dark. My kids were ahead of my wife and I having a good time when I began to hear footsteps. I stopped to make sure I wasn’t hearing things. When I stopped the footsteps stopped. When I started they started again. This back and forth went on for a few minutes when my wife came to me and asked, do you hear the footsteps. I said yes but couldn’t figure out where they were coming from. The area around the trail is wooded but not densely. Despite the a good field of view I was not able to see anything, only hear it. I tried for around 10 minutes to located the source of the footsteps, but never could. It was getting darker so I decided the best course was to continue going. I encouraged the kids to pick up the pace through a friendly challenge to see who to get to the end of the trail first.
I have gone back several times alone hoping for another experience but have not been successful yet.
B. M.