Written Confession: Schooner Captain Took a Walk With a Bipedal Deer... And Then It Disappeared
The following written confession was submitted via email:
My Great Great Uncle was a Thomas Lipton Schooner Captain (so like the pilots of today as smart and well judged person making life or death decisions) Who did the Plymouth UK to India Tea Runs back when the first to get the Tea was paid bonuses!
Back then Plymouth Sound (UK) which is a natural harbour that can hold fleets of ships and British Navy was basically queued and full so he had to anchor for 24 hours at the River Yealm. And told his crew he would walk back via Connor's Cove through Wembury and see his family 24hrs early. As the Captain he could do what he wanted. And left the crew to manage the docking in the morning. If you look at Google Maps and zoom in you will He was not a drinker (he was a member of the Independent Order of Rechabites). So with a clear head and whistling he made his way back. along the journey through the woods he was looking down walking and heard a noise. The classic stick cracks. Probably a deer? And continued on. Then looking down he saw two cloven hooves appear beside him. Again assumed he was being greeted by a deer and glanced to the rear (still not looking up as not to startle it with eye contact) he realised there was no rear that this was a biped! An upright deer walking beside him? He said his blood rand cold he had never felt such a shiver down his spine and he sailed Cape of Good hope in storms!). He continued to walk not knowing if this animal? Would just leave. It didnt it stayed beside him. He then said the only thing he could..."Whoever you are may you rot in hell!" And the being just went and vanished. He continued his journey without any other issues. He never took that path again. And remains till the day he died it was true.
