Bankhead, 2015, get out of truck, bad feeling hits me extremely hard telling me dont go down the trail, go home.i refuse to listen and push myself forward against all instincts.

3/4 mile down old logging road as I slowly stalk hunt i hear loud Asian language. Two of them arguing in the thicket beside me. I pause for a few minutes and it stops. I take a few more steps and they both start talking again so I freeze and they quit. I stand there for a few minutes and nothing. I'm hunting with a 30/06 and get the feeling these things are arguing about what to do with me. I start walking further and they start talking again. I freeze and call out to them and get no answer.

I turn around and went home. Shook me up real bad.it was so loud and deep and powerful.