Was down in Conkles Hollow after sunset in September. My son and I sent the wife and girls back to the cabin so we could stay a little more. It was pure dusk, we are on top of the ridge. I pick up a rock and knock 3 times on a big hollowed out tree near the ridge where those rocks jut out and you wonder how gravity hasn't taken them yet. About halfway in.

We stay quiet for about 20 seconds and hear the loudest thumping of wood on wood I've ever experienced. This was tree on tree thuds that had a reverberating bass effect you could actually feel in your chest. Ok, no fucking way. Someone is also out here disobeying park rules and fucking with us.

1 minute later my boy and I start whooping. Maybe 15 seconds total. Silence for a minute, and then a crash that made us jump out of our skin. Like something threw a MASSIVE boulder threw the tress just below us. I'm paralyzed now. My young boy is shaking and grabbing my leg. We can't move.

We make our way along to get out before it's pitch black down there. Finally find the out from the tourist trail and I do my whistle. In a series of 3 seconds, pause, 5 seconds, pause, and 5 more seconds.

A non human animal roar rips throughthe basin. I can only describe it as what it must be like if a Polar bear gets on top of you and rattles your insides before it eats you alive.

We broke out into a full sprint out of there and basically nearly tripping to get back to the lot.

I'm going back next month but with recording equipment. All we had was a flashlight. I'm totally convinced. That wasn't some damn wild dog or deer. Hocking Hills in Ohio is a serious hotspot!