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11 Long Haul Truckers Share Their Creepiest Encounters –

 

 

Driving at night can be a bit freaky. It’s hard to see, there’s other vehicles whipping past you with insanely bright headlights, and also it’s as good a time as any for weird as hell creepy shit to go down. If you don’t believe us, these long haul truckers drive for a living and they’ve got some stories.

Eriatarkus — Nothing worse than being tailgated by aliens.

On a night run to deliver fuel to Gonzaga, which is on a desert road in Baja, Mexico, me and my companion were driving and then got some asshole tailing like really close and flashing us with really powerful offroad roof mount lights. This was for like 15 minutes and I was considering pulling up to let him pass by but there wasn’t safe place to pull. Since it was November around the annual Baja 1000 offroad race we thought it was one of those typical drunk racing crew with expensive tuned trucks coming down from San Felipe (standard springbreaker beach town) so we take a turn in the road and find a spot to pull over… and the lights passed us and went in straight line to the curve and then into the sea and then pitched up super fast and disappeared into the sky. We pulled and remained in silence one whole minute and my friend asks, did you see it? and I’m like lol yes, laughing but scared shitless. We didn’t talk about it and just got there and never told anyone until we got back to home in Rosarito.

chadwaylon — Who are these people and where are they going?

Creepiest is seeing people walking along the shoulder of the highway when it’s pitch black out and there hasn’t been a town for miles and miles and there isn’t one coming up for miles either.

MrFuzzybagels — Aliens just needed to use the service plaza.

I was driving though Kansas on I-70 at night once when I hit one of the craziest thunderstorms I’ve ever seen. It was so bad the road started flooding a bit and I had to pull into a service plaza and wait it out, when the creepy part happened. As I was sitting in the truck watching the storm, there is a series of lightning strikes followed by a blackout. Suddenly a massively bright light starts moving behind the clouds, too slowly to be an aircraft but too fast to be part of the storm system. It moves up over the hills/trees before crossing directly overhead then disappears a bit behind the service plaza. The transit from tree line to plaza took maybe 5-10 minutes tops, and while it was overhead it cast everything in an eerie blue glow and lit up the parking lot. I seriously thought aliens were invading or some shit. Anyway, I shit you not within 10 minutes of the creepy light disappearing the rain completely stopped and the parking lot lights came back on, like someone flipped a switch. I got the fuck outta there while looking in my mirrors for spaceships or those alien walkers from war of the worlds.

Ineversaidthatok — Damn, this is why you’ve gotta go with your gut.

Driving home from a trip one night, something told me to merge over, so I did. About a quarter mile later there was a guy sitting in the middle of the lane I was just in, freaked me out like nothing else had.

unrulyfarmhand — That swamp tried to lure your dog-loving-ass in there.

I was driving cross country once, coming into Louisiana it started getting spooky. Lots of cars on the side of the road near a swamp. Kinda felt the swamp calling to me, wanted to pull over for some reason. Going about 60 I cross over a short bridge and there’s a golden retriever puppy in a dog bed looking clean and not scared, right on the side of the bridge. Freaked me the hell out, and I’m a dog lover but I’m not stopping there for a damn thing.

Scuta44 — Yikes, good decision to bolt.

Not a long haul trucker but I was crossing the Navajo Nation on my way to Colorado in the 90’s. It was around 1 am and I was really tired so I pulled over between Gallup and Ship Rock. Had a nightmare of evil looking faces coming at me out of pitch black, screaming. I woke up started my car and when I turned on my headlights there was a coyote and a jack rabbit sitting about 10 feet apart just on the edge of the light. Never had a nightmare like that before or since. Have traveled that route a few times but never stopped after dark again.

Herpethian — Aw, a nice dog story. Good. Needed this one after the previous creepy shit.

I was once driving along I15 in Idaho. There was a stray dog walking down the road. He stopped and sat and stared right at me as I approached. I got this feeling to pull over, so I did. He jumped right up into the cab and we rode out. I pulled in the nearest truck stop and he got out and wandered off.
Sometimes I wonder if it was a ghost pup or if some trucker forgot his dog and the dog knew the best way to find him, or perhaps the dog was simply hitch hiking.
Feeling like I should pull over for a dog was definitely the wierdest I’ve ever felt. He did have a cute little bandana. The whole thing made me feel like I should get a trucker dog to keep me company on the road. But it’s a rough lifestyle I wouldn’t wish on anyone.

NorKal — Could you imagine if your car broke down right then?

I was driving at night on California hwy 168 near mono hot springs when I saw a deer on its hind legs on the side of the road. It’s eyes glowed in my headlights. I nearly shit my pants.

Mike_Fucking_Pence — How do they not notice?!

It blows my mind how many people are driving on the highway at 2 in the morning without headlights when it’s pitch black

Fjelltake — And then next day? It was GONE.

My uncle was a long haul trucker. The night his father passed away he was travelling from Ontario to Florida, he got the call from my mother and pulled into the next truckstop to process the news. There was a bar beside the stop and the name of the bar was my grandfathers first and last name. He even took a picture and sent it to us. It was surreal.

Mischeese — I’d say RIP but the ghost clearly isn’t.

Not sure if I’ve told this before on here or not? But this is my Dad’s story. Just to explain, he’s ex British Army, not scared of anything and super practical.
He became a lorry driver about 1975 I think this was not long after he started.
So this happened about 5am on a summer’s day. It was a bit misty like you get some mornings early but bright, and he was heading out of London on the A3.
He’s driving his lorry, and up ahead was a young woman, early 20s in a long blue dress standing by the side of the road. It must have been before the A3 was duelled, and all the barriers were put up.
So Dad sees her, thinks she’s waiting for a ride to work. Just as he’s about to go past her, she jumps in front of his lorry. He immediately slams on the breaks, as he’s sure he’s hit her, but he didn’t feel a bang but where else could she be?
Couple of cars stop to see what’s going on, Dad shakily explains and the drivers kindly offer to stay while he looks for her under the lorry.
Dad looks, and she’s not there. Other drivers look and there’s nothing. No body, no blood, no sign of anyone. They all freak out a bit and then decide leaving asap is a great idea!
He can’t explain it, he knows she was there and he hit her. He spent the rest of his driving career avoiding that route.
TLDR My Dad ran over a ghost.

 

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