Hunting and fishing – two favorite activities shared by millions the world over. While some people pursue these pleasures for the sport, others take part as a means of survival. Deep in the heart of Alabama, hunting, fishing and farming are an inseparable means of cutting one’s survival out of the land using his or her own hands.
Families pass down their traditions and skills from generation to generation in hopes of providing meals for years to come. So, what happens when a hunter is unfortunate enough to stumble into the path of a werewolf? Well, for one anonymous hunter who did encounter a lycan, he used what he’d been taught and put his hunting skills, as well as his gun, to use.
Before we get into the details of his encounter with the cryptid predator, there’s a bit of interesting back story. The werewolf is not unfamiliar to the man, and he claims the creature has been lurking in the woods since he was a small child. He referred to the beast (or beasts) as “the white ones”, insinuating they may be a particular breed or type of werewolves not commonly reported in other areas of the country.
This chance encounter with “the white one” happened while the man was deer hunting. As he explained, he met a creature with long, canine-like fangs and pinkish-red eyes, nose and lips. Recalling a cautionary tale story from his childhood, the man stated that
If your dogs come running back faster than your truck will run, you better get the hell out of there!
Instinctively, he took aim and shot the shapeshifter in the upper left shoulder and the force of the impact knocked it to the ground. However, true to centuries of werewolf legend, the gunshot wound failed to have the desired effect and only enraged the creature. It stood back up and charged his position.
At this point he did what most of us would have done, he ran for his life, leading the beast on a half mile chase back to his truck. Perhaps the wound slowed the werewolf just enough to allow his escape and avoid becoming its next meal. A hair-raising tale, indeed.
After his close call, the man maintains he’s never gone back to that hunting location and has never seen the creature he wounded again. Not that he wants to, because he’s not particularly keen on becoming the beast’s dinner. I’m sure no one blames him for those sentiments.
Unlike other werewolf sightings where the creatures are north of seven feet tall, the man said this lycan that had stalked him in the woods was only about five and a half feet tall. He approximated its weight to be anywhere between 150 to 200lbs. A stark contrast to other reports of the beasts weighing up to an estimated 400lbs.
Should we believe that this man really put a bullet in a werewolf? He did seem genuine in his tale and if it’s true that he never went back to his hunting ground then perhaps that’s a good indication he did encounter something out there. The tale is an excellent reminder, in any event; to always pay close attention to your surroundings, especially when you’re out in the woods.