Dartmoor

[starsorwater]

Have heard a very odd tale from a friend who thinks no one would believe him and is rather stressed. Something he saw.

I wondered if anyone else (fairly recently) have had any unusual experiences.

Might need to be a bit more specific there OP.

Well I'm intrigued anyway? Do tell!

Is it dog-related? Because I think Arthur Conan-Doyle might have got there first...

Oooh! Is it the Hairy Hands?

Tell away

Definitely need to expand on that OP...

...stick to the roads, stay off the moors...

Occult activity?

Ooh is it something to do with strange whistling?

Ha! RawPrawn I remember reading about the hairy hands whilst on holiday in Dartmoor when I was about 11. I was terrified every time we drove anywhere.

Ooh I've driven through the hairy hands bit. Was terrified!

Oooh! Is it the Hairy Hands?

I love the hairy hands. I remember watching the sky the whole time on a Sunday school trip one year....

We did a ouija board at the hairy hands place as teenagers #hardcore

Not hairy hands, hairy paws. (Never heard of hairy hands!)

Well they recaptured the lynx but really, anything could be up there. It's a big place and there are plenty of hiding places for predators and prey alike. Not heard anything specific but I'm not that close to it.

Big black cat thing?

I know a farmer up by Hexworthy who saw something with hairy paws, about 10 years ago though. People also talk about some very heavy witchcraft that goes on.

Always been a bit disappointed at total lack of hairy hands vibe .

No, I think the lynx was recaught by then. He was wild camping in a little bivvy tent sure he heard something and then saw at least 3 big skinny long legged dogs? Def not foxes. What other animals are talked about there?

oooh please tell me, whats the hairy hands story?

There are a few "hound" legends, including the Wisht Hounds that are reputed to hunt evil-doers to their deaths. The Hound that inspired The Hound of the Baskervilles is another.

You might find this site useful, Op. It has a lot of information about various sightings.

Though I particularly like this cautionary tale

Phone the zoo, tell them their wolves are out. It'll be fun.

Unless he saw the ghostly Wisht Hounds.

I wouldn't be at all surprised if there were wild packs of something up there. Then again, I also wouldn't be surprised if your eyesight starts playing tricks on the moor and a few loose lurchers started to look like wolves.

Hairy Hands Legend on Wikipaedia

Well, based on Sherlock Holmes I can say with absolute confidence that there are sucking bogs on Grimpen Mire which can drag a pony to its watery grave in a matter of minutes. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle says so, so it must be true.

Any chance of the full story, OP?