One tale comes to mind.
Years ago, when hiking/ camping trips weren’t so mainstream, me and a couple friends were on a hiking trip in the Northern areas. It was just before dusk and we had hiked all day. We We were walking along a foot trail with a ravine (almost sheer drop) drop on one side and a few about 70 degree slope on the other. Just as we were walking we saw something climb up from the ravine, stop in the middle of the track stare at our literal souls with its jet black eyes for a few seconds, then climb at an ungodly speed up the slope using its hands and feet. The thing was a humanoid, thinly built but muscular, about 9 feet high, body arched forward from the upper back, had short light brown hair all over it and had massive hands. That was disturbing to say the least. As soon as we saw it all of us asked each other if they saw it too and we all did. Safe to say most of us didn’t sleep that night when we made camp. We still talk about it whenever we discuss our hikes.