Let's complain about how hard life is and the kids just don't understand

What do you think?

Camped out 3 nights, Land Between the Lakes, Kentucky. No encounters with cryptids, but had a strange dream. Of all the forests, deserts, mountains, beeches in various states and countries I've hiked and camped in, these woods gave me the willies. Probably just an over active imagination. But, I'll go again. Anyone up for cryptid hunting?

Here I go again on my own • Going down the only road I've ever known • Like a drifter I was born to walk alone • And I've made up my mind • I ain't wasting no more time