Me and a buddy stopped one time for a good look at one. It wandered off the side of the road, and when we followed, it turned and started moving back towards my friend, lifting it's front legs up and sort of leaning back.
'What do you think it's doing?' says Mark.
'I don't know. Maybe it's getting ready to jump.', says I.
'Think so? They jump?' says Mark, quickly putting his bike between himself and the approaching monster, and backing away...
Nothing else freaks me out - like snakes, rats, bats, or whatever, and I have never yet met a spider I couldn't kill. I just have this deep, primal, irrational dread of them.
Well, I had a 14" desert Centipede curl up in bed with me one night.... Ever wake up with the creepy crawlies on your leg, then try to go back to sleep and realize it is a true-to-life creepy crawly? I slowly primed all my muscles then launched myself out of bed in one motion and there he was curling this way and that saying in sign language, "where the hell did my heater go????"
John Andrew Holmes "It is well to remember that the entire universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others."
Shhhhh.... I am not really here. I am a figment of your imagination.... I am still in my cave so this must be an illusion....