6 True Scary HIKING & CAMPING Stories | VOL 2

I love how Joel uses his platform to introduce other narrators. High praise for that.

As much as I love a good skin-walker or alien story about New Mexico, born and raised, I love the story of an unknown entity in a cave about 2 hours from me. It’s refreshingly different for this are.

Check out Scary Interesting here! -- https://www.youtube.com/c/ScaryInteresting

Not only does Let’s Read upload great content on time 3x a week but gives other narrators a platform. Huge fan. Thanks for the upload

The geologist was quite in love with himself - brilliant, top 1% , athletic etc etc

Yeah I caught you on Scary Interesting the other day. He suggested we subscribe to LR and I was like, “Aren't we all already?!!”

I've literally seen every one of yours and Scary Interesting's videos. Now considering your massive ass catalog, that's an impressive feat on its own!

For the first story, I can totally understand how people can't scream when falling or sliding uncontrollably off a cliff or mountain side. The best way I can describe it, is like a roller coaster, you know how the first time you take the drop it's hard to put your hands up and scream? This may not happen for all but it's happened with me. Also I've slid uncontrollably down a steep cliff side. Was climbing this cliff in a forest and below was really big boulders or maybe broken cliff face that had fallen eons ago, either way they're wasn't a forest floor below it was a collection of really large boulders. Well, while scaling a thin path upwards, I lost my footing and was sliding feet first downward with my back dragging against the cliff wall. No scream left my body. It was impossible for me to make a sound. My jaw was clenched so tight as my feet struggled to get any kind of footing and my arms and hands pushed backwards as hard as I could to stop the death I literally saw coming at me. I don't remember how but I ended up catching myself on a little ledge that poked out before the cliff got steeper and dropped into the boulders. My whole body was shaking. My eyes never closed and I still couldn't scream. Every brain cell was so preoccupied with survival and it knew screaming wasn't gonna help that. So I clung backwards to the wall, searching for a way off the slope and back to my bf at the time. Well I'm alive so the rest is history. So yeah... I can understand how someone falling to thier possible death, or worse eminent death, can't muster a breath from thier lips. The body is trying to come up with any kind of hope for survival and a scream is just the last thing on your mind in those situations...

How cool would it be to listen to this at night, while camping, with a fire going, eating s'mores

Guess that researcher ran off to join the morlocks down there