One of my favorite things to do personally is go out to nature trails, hiking trails

and biking trails, and just go see the nature and go meditate and such.

Welcome back to the swamp my friends, it's good to see you made it back for another

episode and welcome if you're new.

Today I'm going to be sharing some creepy and allegedly true nature trail horror stories

sent in by viewers just like you.

As always, if you have a story that you would like to share in a future episode, be sure

to send it in at swampdweller.net or the email you can find in the description down below.

I would love to share your story with everyone here in the swamp.

It's stories like yours that truly help keep this show going on a daily basis.

Now, without further ado, let us get right into these creepy and allegedly true nature

trail horror stories that will keep you out of the woods today.

It was back in the 1980s.

At the time, I was in my late 20s and I would often grab my colleague, Lacey, and drive

my Mustang convertible to the park not too far from our home to go hiking.

Although I was a single female, I always felt safe hiking in that park.

It was like my second backyard.

It was a hot Sunday morning in July.

There was a slight breeze and a beautiful blue sky.

It was pretty early, around 8.30 a.m. and the park was deserted when we pulled up into

the parking area.

The parking lot was near the picnic area in restrooms, and it would get crowded later in the day

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