The Carnage of Capitan, New Mexico

Lived in Las Cruces back in the 80's. Used to camp with buddies and sometimes alone, at Bonito Lake. It's located up in the Sierra Blanca mountains northwest of Ruidoso. Always carried a rifle. On one of my alone trips, I'd set up camp, had a fire going and was in to about my 3rd beer, when something with a high-pitched voice yelled out to me. I couldn't quite understand what they/it was saying. One minute it would be my North, the next minute, to the South. Went on for about 30-40 minutes. Me shining my flashlight and rifle at the sound every time it was made. Never saw a thing, but something was there and close. I let the fire die down (hoping I could see better) and got into my tent but didn't go to sleep. Laid down on my stomach and just watched out the door. Swear I saw something move several times, real quick. Fell asleep in that position with my rifle at my side. Was woken up later in the night by something throwing small stones at my tent and making that high-pitched noise, but not as loud as before. Scared the p!ss out of me and I didn't go back to sleep. At first light, I broke camp and got out of the area. Never went back to that spot again. True story. There are things out there that we humans don't know anything about. I wish I'd had a cell phone back then to record it all. Crazy......

I have been an 'outdoors person' all my life, I'm 62yo now, and I am perfectly at home in the woods or on a mountain. I came to work in the oil fields in 2011 and came to west Texas in 2015 and worked most of my time in Lea and Eddy counties in SE New Mexico. I began going to Ruidoso NM in spring of 2016 and found it to be a wonderful, cool, change from the flat lands below. I drive an off road capable vehicle and had camping gear with me and I camped out in the Lincoln national forest when the weather was nice, which was just about all year round other than the dead of winter. I was going to try a new spot up out west of Nogal. This is quite remote which didnt bother me in the slightest, but i found a nice spot and set up camp and cooked and ate and was enjoying the stars. I went to sleep and something woke me up a couple hours before dawn. Cant say what it was, but I got up to answer the call of nature and went back to my sleeping bag and had an uneasy feeling. Woke up as the sky was brightening and that uneasy feeling was growing as I made coffee and looked at a map of the area I was in as I was going to hike around and see what was to be seen that day. The uneasy feeling crept toward dread as i hiked away from my camp and after less than an hour, I was back at my vehicle packing up and I left before 0900. I do not know what was making me feel that way, but there was something there. I have had this kind of feeling before and had very odd things happen when I was in the woods, but this time it was a feeling like something was stalking me. I wont go back up that way, other than to drive through and past Nogal. I am, in fact, going to head up to Ruidoso tomorrow or Saturday for the first time this year, but I'm going to stay in town, this time. There are strange and odd things out there that our .gov knows all about but they wont admit which is why I am ALWAYS armed when I go out into the woods. My personal advice is this: If your 'gut feeling' is anything but at ease with your situation, do NOT pass it off without regard. If your gut feeling is screaming at you to get the hell out of where you are, get out. Many people disappear in national parks and wilderness areas every year and nobody ever figures out what happened to them. Just GONE. BEWARE.

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I was outside of Jasper, TX while being a Contractor for FEMA during Hurricaine Rita. I was working with some army corps of engineers emergency services guys, and had a dread feeling all morning, when we heard a terrible scream. Can't explain it. Scream sounded like it was next to us, although we wear in a huge clearing. We could not define which direction the scream came from, just strange. The ACE had a retired US Park Ranger with them. When he heard the sound, he just told everyone to get out of the area, and the area was no longer safe. He was white as a ghost. We all pulled back and met at a Texas Ranger Station about 15 miles south of us. Next day, we were told it was a wondering Mountain Lion and we all had to go back to the DFO in Beaumont, TX. I have heard Mountain Lions.....this wasn't one of them. I still have no words to explain that day.

Hey, that was a great story! Good read. Thank you. Im 72, retired Army disabled veteran. I got back to the world from overseas in 1971. I was retired out after being badly hurt overseas. I was 19. I didn't fit back in when I came home. I got a big back pack and started hitchinking. I spent lots & lots of time exploring in national forests & wilderness areas. I often load up on food items and head into the wild for weeks. I saw lots of animals. All types, lving, moving, eating & dying. I saw other people. I never saw anything that was too strange. No big foot, no aliens. I've had close encounters with a bear or 2 and a few with mountain lions. I've had moose & elk encounter. I ran around Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, Montana, California. Been to lots of far out places. But no UFOs or dead cows.

My Husband is a Picuris Pueblo (Tewa) Indian of the tribes known as THE EIGHT NORTHERN PUEBLOS of New Mexico. The Taos and Picuris are of the same gene pool. We have an old handwritten account of some of the Taos Indians throwing many out of there tribe during the 16th century due to witchcraft practices and that group became the Picuris (pron. Pick kur eez). My Husband was born and raised in Colorado Springs as his mother left the reservation during the 1950’s, became a nurse and lived in modern America. My husband visited his numerous family members at the rez during his childhood but is a modern person with no desire to live there even though it is a truly beautiful mountain area of 18,000 acres ( Federal Indian grant land) with about 300 people residing there (about 25 miles from Taos). He has stated numerous times that there is a real wickedness that exists in the area and going outdoors at night is very dangerous.

I lived in Ruidoso for 6 years, and I still interact a lot with the locals. I still go back to zozo on occasion. I'm not going to repeat what some locals have told me, it's too crazy & too undefined, but there's definitely some strange strange things going on in those mountains. I'd rather take my chances with grizzlies.

Billy the Kid, I presume. Well I guess Billy thought taking his chances in town was better that the fate that awaited him in those mountains. An interesting account from a historic figure.

There's a place I go shooting on a friend's ranch land near Cerillos, NM. I go back away from the road into a small canyon. It's nice and isolated and protected. There is a rock gap at one end of the canyon. It is wide enough to drive through, but I never drive up it. I don't even walk through it. Something in my gut tells me not to go through there. Been going there for nearly 20 years now, and still don't walk through there. There's a cow trail through it, and nothing shows up on Google Earth. The one strange thing about it is that rock outcropping is granite, when all the other rock around the area is a shale. Just one of those weird things. I respect the woo woo and the woo woo leaves me alone.

That's crazy. My dad found mutilated cows that had a perfect circle cut in them on a ranch outside Capitan and another ranch outside of Nogal NM.

Wife and I visited Lincoln in 2012. I was fairly surprised at the old buildings still standing nearly 130 plus years later. The small museum with many Indian artifacts was a good one. Competing Businessmen and hired guns. Walking through the jail gave me the feeling that there is anger and sadness still there. Lincoln seemed such a remote place. From there we drove to some relatives place in Macintosh, just below I-40. Even in broad daylight, that drive seemed to take forever. It’s an empty landscape; desolate.

What a gruesome and spectacularly mysterious story. There are so many mysteries in our strange world. For a horse lover, her terrified screams were heart-breaking but I also, only just survived my overnight stay in downtown Alburquerque, lol!

Yikes! There are many strange things that exist in our deserts and forests. I'm so glad I wasn't aware of this when I was young. I never would've left my house! 😱

Yikes, I just spent the weekend in Alto, NM and drove back home through Capitan and Lincoln. Thank god I hadn't watched this until now. Great story.

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I live on the Mescalero Apache reservation, but am a Chiricahua Apache. I have seen many different cryptoids and had many interactions with them over my 50 years, from little people climbing trees to hide from us, to them running on rooftops, to seeing Bigfoot 3 times in my lifetime. 2 times in the last year, 2023, and having rocks thrown at my mother and I and tree knocks to screams before dawn, I could go on and on about the things your not supposed to see at night...

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I live in Ruidoso New Mexico! Lincoln County. Capitan and Lincoln are extremely close to me just a few miles! Very interesting! Thank you! 😁👋🏼💞

I had a similar occurance north of Meeker Colorado in 1981 . I never went back. It haunts me to this day.