As we head home from our Houston Live shows, myself, Tony Merkel, and Bob Gimlin will be stopping overnight in Dallas. We wanted to take the opportunity to do something nice for the listeners in the DFW area. To keep the event somewhat “intimate” we’ll be limiting the available tickets to 50.

Join us Sunday, May 12, 2019 for a special evening at Main Event in Frisco, TX.

 

DETAILS

  • Tickets are $25 and include:

    • – 1-hour meet and greet with Wes, Tony and Bob
    • – 3-hours “all-you-can-play” BowlingLaser Tag (48″ height requirement), Gravity Ropes (48″ height requirement), BilliardsShuffleboard, and Mini Golf
    • – Bowling shoe rental
    • ** “SASQUATCH CHRONICLES” MEMBERS AND “THE CONFESSIONALS” PATRONS LISTEN FOR DETAILS TO RECEIVE A 25% DISCOUNT CODE
  • Meet & Greet: 5pm-6pm CST

  • Activities: 6pm-9pm CST

*Food and beverages (alcoholic and non-alcoholic) available on-site for an additional fee*

 

For tickets and additional information, visit https://sasquatchchronicles.ticketleap.com/dallaspopup/

 

Mike writes “Wes, I spoke with you a while back about a sighting my buddy had while hunting, and about a non-visual encounter I experienced. My buddy has finally agreed to talk with you about it, and we’d both like to speak with you at the same time. What would be the best way for us to set that up?”

Spoke to both Mike and Joe. Joe’s encounter takes place in Colorado back in 2018. Joe describes seeing this creature while hunting. Mike also had a strange encounter in Texas.

 

 

 

 

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A listener writes “Hi Wes, Love the show, I listen all the time. A few years ago I was on a hunting trip near Woodville, Texas with my three boys, my father-in-law, and my brother-in-law. We had two blinds set up a good distance from each other. My brother-in-law had trail cameras out and had been seeing plenty of deer, which is why we chose that spot. Strangely though, for the first two days we didn’t see so much as a squirrel. The woods were completely dead, except for a few crows we saw one afternoon.

One morning I had my youngest son with me. He was probably 8 or 9 at the time. We had been sitting there for hours without seeing or hearing anything when suddenly some coyotes started yipping off in the distance—maybe about half a mile away. You know how loud they can be.

After about 10–15 seconds of that, the most blood-curdling scream I’ve ever heard ripped through the woods from the same direction. It honestly sounded like a woman screaming, but there’s no way a person could be that loud. It’s hard to say exactly how long it lasted, but it had to be at least 7–10 seconds, maybe longer. The sound completely filled the forest. When it stopped, the coyotes went dead silent and didn’t make another sound.

My son and I just looked at each other. I didn’t want to scare him, so I played it off and didn’t really say anything about it.

When I got home, I started researching what it could have been. Some people say there are panthers in East Texas that scream like a woman, but after listening to recordings it didn’t sound anything like what we heard. The scream we heard lasted much longer and sounded far more human. I’ve also heard foxes make screaming noises, but again it was nothing like that. Whatever we heard sounded like a monster.

This might not be related, but the last morning of the trip my brother-in-law and I decided to sit on the ground in some bushes instead of the blinds since we hadn’t been seeing anything. We were there from before sunrise until mid-morning when suddenly we heard a large animal take off from right behind us. We never heard it approach just the heavy thump of it hitting the ground as it ran off, crashing through the woods. It didn’t sound like the “train through the trees” people describe with Sasquatch, so maybe it was just a deer that had snuck up on us. But after hearing that scream the day before, it definitely creeped me out.

Anyway, thanks again for what you do.”

The witness writes “Hi Wes, I went back and forth for a long time about whether to send this, but after everything that’s happened over the past few years, I figured it might make an interesting listener story.

It all started outside my house with what I can only describe as plasma-like lights or “plasmoids” that seemed to morph into drones or other aircraft. I’ve captured some pretty compelling videos and have been posting them on TikTok (my handle is Rockymountainflyfishing). I also use a flight radar app to rule out normal air traffic. Since I live near the air base in Ogden, Utah, my first assumption was that it was some kind of government or experimental aircraft funded by our tax dollars. But after observing these things for a few years, I’ve started to wonder if they might be something stranger possibly even interdimensional in nature.

Over time, though, the experiences took a much eerier turn.

I began noticing dark, plasma-like shapes in my peripheral vision. At first I brushed it off as shadows, lighting, or just exhaustion (I do have a teething baby at home). But it kept happening. Eventually I started seeing brief flashes of light inside the house, sometimes followed by shadowy figures that seemed to move with intention, never fully revealing themselves.

On multiple occasions I’ve also seen orb-like lights hovering around my yard at night. These weren’t distant lights in the sky they were low and close, close enough that I could clearly tell they weren’t aircraft, stars, or drones. A few times they drifted so near the house that I had a strong sense of being watched… almost surrounded. It wasn’t outright panic, but more of a heavy awareness like something knew I was there and wanted me to know it too.

This hasn’t been a one-time event. It’s happened repeatedly over weeks and months, both inside and outside my home, and I haven’t been able to find a normal explanation that fully fits what I’ve seen.

I’m sharing this mostly in the spirit of curiosity and entertainment, but I can honestly say these experiences have changed how the house feels when everything goes quiet at night.

If you’re interested, I’d be happy to share more details or videos.”

From The Shadows writes “The girl from the movie “The Ring” or a woman in white is how today’s guest describes the encounter he had one night from the balcony of his Kennesaw, Georgia home. Forty four as he is known, also details his dive into satanism and dark magic as a younger adult and wonders if that may have played a role into what he experienced.”

 

The disappearance of William Neil McCasland often called Gen. Neil McCasland is a recent and still unsolved missing-person case that has drawn attention because of his connection to advanced aerospace research and the UFO/UAP debate.

Key facts about the disappearance

McCasland, 68, is a retired U.S. Air Force major general and former commander of the Air Force Research Laboratory. He was last seen on February 27, 2026, near his home in Albuquerque. Authorities issued a Silver Alert because he reportedly has unspecified medical issues.

He reportedly left home on foot without his phone, and investigators have not confirmed any sightings since.The Federal Bureau of Investigation and local law enforcement are involved in the search. Investigators even asked hundreds of nearby homeowners for security camera footage to help reconstruct his movements.

Why the case is getting so much attention

McCasland is notable because of his career:

Commander of the Air Force Research Laboratory (major U.S. military research hub). Oversaw advanced aerospace and space-related programs. Had connections to the UFO disclosure movement through people associated with Tom DeLonge and related initiatives.

Because of those connections, some commentators claim the disappearance could have national-security implications, although this is speculative.

Deep in the mountains of northern Montana lies one of the most pristine wilderness areas in North America: Glacier National Park. Known for its towering peaks, glacial lakes, and dense forests, the park is home to hundreds of animal species.

But according to a persistent wilderness mystery, there was a time when large numbers of animals appeared to suddenly leave parts of the park, creating an eerie silence that both visitors and park workers noticed.

Was it a natural phenomenon or something stranger?

More than 170 years ago, stories of a strange creature roaming the forests of Arkansas terrified local residents. Long before the modern legend of Bigfoot took hold, newspapers were already reporting encounters with what they called the “Arkansas Wild Man.”

The First Reports

One of the earliest known accounts appeared in 1846, when a newspaper reported the discovery of a massive footprint in eastern Arkansas. According to the report, the track measured 22 inches long, far larger than any normal human footprint. The discovery immediately sparked rumors that something unusual was living in the region’s forests and swamps.

Hunters Encounter the Creature

In 1851, the newspaper Vermont Watchman and State Journal published a dramatic account from Greene County.

Two hunters claimed they saw a strange figure chasing a herd of cattle. They described it as something that looked unmistakably human yet clearly wild.

According to their report, the creature was:

  • Gigantic in stature

  • Covered in hair

  • Wearing long locks of hair that hung over its shoulders and neck

The hunters said the figure paused briefly to stare at them before sprinting into nearby woods. What shocked them most was its speed, it reportedly leaped between 12 and 14 feet in a single stride.

The article also noted that sightings of this mysterious Wild Man had been reported in St. Francis County, Greene County, and Poinsett County as far back as 1834.

A Survivor of a Great Disaster?

Many residents had their own theory about the creature’s identity. Some believed the Wild Man was not a monster at all, but a human who had gone feral after surviving the devastating New Madrid earthquakes.

These earthquakes were among the most powerful in North American history, shaking the Mississippi Valley and dramatically reshaping the landscape. According to local legend, one survivor may have fled into the wilderness and lived there so long that he became completely wild.

The story became so widely believed that two prominent men from Memphis organized a search party to try to capture the mysterious figure. What happened during that expedition, however, was never recorded.

A Violent Encounter in 1856

The legend resurfaced in 1856 when the Ashland Union reported another sighting near the Sunflower Prairie.

During the winter, several men spotted the Wild Man and pursued him with hunting dogs. The creature attempted to escape across the frozen surface of Brant Lake, but the ice proved too thin, forcing him back toward the shore.

One of the hunters who arrived first described the figure as:

  • Around 6 feet 4 inches tall

  • Extremely muscular

  • Covered in brownish hair

Although the hunter had a clear shot, he chose to capture the Wild Man instead of shooting him.

It was a decision he would regret.

According to the newspaper account, the creature suddenly lunged at him, dragging him from his horse and attacking with terrifying force. The man was badly injured his eye gouged and his shoulder bitten.

Then, in a bizarre twist, the Wild Man reportedly mounted the horse himself, guiding it away using a piece of sapling as a makeshift rein before disappearing toward the mountains.

The Mississippi Wild Man

About twelve years later, reports of a similar creature emerged farther south in Mississippi.

The newspaper Cambria Freeman described an encounter near Vicksburg, where hunters tracking an unknown animal discovered a strange footprint in the mud.

The track looked human but with one disturbing detail.

One set of toes appeared to be turned backward.

When their dogs finally cornered the creature, the hunters described seeing a frightening figure:

  • About the height of an average man

  • Far more muscular

  • Long hair hanging from its head down to its knees

  • A body covered in dark brown hair

  • And most disturbingly two long tusks protruding from its upper jaw

When the dogs attacked, the creature reportedly grabbed one of them and impaled it on its tusks, killing it instantly.

The hunters fired several shots, and the creature fled toward the Mississippi River. It jumped into the water and remained submerged for several minutes.

Then it suddenly resurfaced.

Witnesses said it released ear-piercing shrieks unlike any sound they had ever heard not like wolves, panthers, or alligators that were common to the region.

After surfacing and diving several times, the creature finally swam across the river toward Louisiana, disappearing into the wilderness.

Monster or Misunderstood Mystery?

Unlike earlier Arkansas stories, people in Mississippi did not assume the creature was a feral human. Instead, many believed it might be an unknown species living in the remote wilderness.

Newspapers even suggested that the rugged terrain around Franklin County with its steep hills, ravines, and dense vine-choked swamps along the Homochitto River could easily hide large undiscovered animals.

An Early Bigfoot Legend?

Today, many researchers see the Arkansas and Mississippi Wild Man stories as early examples of American “Bigfoot-type” legends mysterious hairy humanoids reported long before the modern term Bigfoot was coined.

Whether these sightings were exaggerations, misidentified animals, or glimpses of something truly unknown remains a mystery.

But one thing is certain, long before the modern Bigfoot craze, the forests and swamps of the American South already had their own terrifying legend the Wild Man.

A Teacher in the Wilds of Canada

In the early 1900s, John W. Burns worked as a schoolteacher in the rugged frontier town of Agassiz, nestled in the Fraser Valley near the towering forests of British Columbia.

Burns wasn’t a cryptozoologist or explorer. He was simply a curious listener.

While living there, he became acquainted with members of the Sts’ailes (then often called the Chehalis). Around campfires and in everyday conversations, Burns repeatedly heard stories of a strange creature that lived deep in the mountains.

The locals called it “Sasq’ets” a word from their language describing a wild, hairy giant of the forest.

That word would later evolve into something famous: Sasquatch.

Stories of the “Wild Man”

Burns collected several accounts from Indigenous witnesses who claimed to have encountered the creature.

One particularly dramatic story involved a woman gathering berries who suddenly noticed a massive figure nearby. According to the account, the creature stood upright like a human but was covered in dark hair. It reportedly watched her silently before disappearing back into the forest.

Other stories described similar traits:

  • Standing 7 to 8 feet tall

  • Covered in thick hair

  • Walking upright like a person

  • Emitting a strong odor

  • Living in remote mountain areas

To the communities sharing these stories, the creature wasn’t just folklore. It was considered a real but elusive inhabitant of the wilderness.

Bringing Sasquatch to the World

In 1929, Burns published an article titled “Introducing B.C.’s Hairy Giants” in the magazine Maclean’s.

In the article, he summarized the accounts he had gathered and introduced the word Sasquatch to English readers for the first time.

Rather than claiming he had seen the creature himself, Burns presented the stories as testimony from Indigenous witnesses. His tone was curious and respectful, though many readers at the time treated the story as entertainment.

Still, something important had happened: the legend had left the forest and entered the public imagination.

From Sasquatch to Bigfoot

Decades later, in 1958, large mysterious footprints were discovered at a logging site in Humboldt County.

A local newspaper published the story, and the creature responsible was nicknamed “Bigfoot.”

That single headline transformed the legend. Soon, sightings spread across North America, and the creature became a global mystery.

The modern Bigfoot legend is now built from several threads:

  • Indigenous stories about Sasquatch

  • Early documentation by people like John W. Burns

  • Footprint discoveries and modern sightings

Did Burns Believe?

Interestingly, Burns himself remained cautious.

He admitted he had never personally seen a Sasquatch. But after hearing so many consistent stories from different witnesses, he believed something unusual might be living in the wilderness.

Whether that “something” was an undiscovered primate, a misidentified animal, or simply a powerful cultural legend remained an open question.

The Legacy of J.W. Burns

Today, Bigfoot is everywhere from documentaries to podcasts to movies. But many people don’t realize the modern story traces back to a schoolteacher patiently listening to stories in a small Canadian community.

Without John W. Burns writing down those accounts nearly a century ago, the word Sasquatch might never have become part of global folklore.

Sometimes legends begin not with a discovery but with someone willing to listen.

Paranormal Portal writes “Author and longtime broadcast producer David Masters joins the Paranormal Portal to discuss the ideas behind his book Escaping the Prison of the Mind. Drawing from a lifetime of experiences, observations, and personal exploration, David shares his thoughts on consciousness, perception, and the unseen influences that shape human thought. It’s a reflective conversation about awareness, intuition, and the inner landscape we all live within. David has published over 30 books and his works continue to be revolutionary in helping us to free our minds!”

The Confessionals writes “‪@jamiewalden756‬ joins Tony for a sobering conversation about the spiritual battle confronting the modern Church and why many believers are unprepared for what is unfolding.

Drawing from Scripture and his own ministry experience, Jamie explains how the great deception will not come through obvious evil, but through ideas that appear spiritual, enlightened, and even Christian on the surface.

They examine the growing occult influence in culture, how ancient practices are being repackaged for a new generation, and why many churches have lost the ability to recognize it. Jamie argues that discernment, biblical literacy, and spiritual courage are essential if believers are going to withstand what is coming. This episode is a direct challenge to the Church to wake up, recognize the deception, and return to a faith that is grounded firmly in Christ.”

Bigfoot and Beyond writes “Cliff Barackman and James “Bobo” Fay catch up with one of the producers of “Finding Bigfoot” who traveled with the show for many years!

The trio discuss fond memories, close calls, challenges, and ‘squatchy moments that they experienced during the making of the series!”

Penford Media writes “In Association with New Hampshire Bigfoot Society, Chaos Theater Productions and Ramshackle Studios, Penford Media Presents The Sasquatch of Northwood (Official Bigfoot Documentary).

This is our first bigfoot documentary in the woods. We investigated Northwood, NH and the surrounding areas, both during the day and at night. This documentary stars Adam Malachuk, Kelly Porter, Mike Tinsley, Martin Furnbach and many others.”

Buried Earth writes “Early Humans were Terrorized by real hobbits. Pot bellied creatures that possibly ate us. Small brains and very short, these creatures were both fascinating and terrifying if the stories are true.

This video explores the fascinating discovery of mysterious, small, hairy early humans who inhabited caves and utilized stone tools. It discusses archaeological digs and their physical features, shedding light on their lives as prehistoric humans.”

Mike Wanders writes “Here is Episode FOUR of my Six Weeks Out West series, which features an EPIC Bigfoot investigation that I did on the Brown Property, located on the Chehalis Indian Reservation in Washington State.

It was really great to finally meet up with Jonathan and Sara Brown of Salish Sasquatch, and have them show me around their property – a known hotspot for bigfoot activity. The Browns have been telling me for years about all the sasquatch activity that they have been experiencing, so it was great to finally be able to meet up in person and check things out for myself. This episode concludes the first major chapter of bigfoot content that I filmed while out west.”

A listener writes “Hi Wes, After listening to that Kansas episode I thought I should chime in. My former property is located not too far from Clinton Lake, which I’m at probably 4 – 6 times a year. My former property was over 400 acres and surrounded by similar properties and habitats.

I lived there from about 2004 to about 2014. The property had been in my family for about 100 years and I had been going up to the property from Kansas City with my grandpa since I was a little kid.

Examples:
1. Probably the most stark example for me personally was one Sunday late afternoon in probably August 2014 – I brought back a squeaky ball toy for my dog and something charged my house with lungs so big it felt like the size of an elephant. When it growled at me the sound waves literally went through my body – it was surreal.

I’ve heard the little girls playing in the woods voices. I’ve had logs thrown right by my head. I’ve had brown furry creatures close to the house in the woods that I couldn’t identify. We’ve heard human like voices exclaim in alarm as we shot into the woods at night. My friend Rob was stalked one night when he drove my atv into a ravine and he couldn’t get out of it for hours. I’ve had the tree breaks markings. I’ve had very large trees moved onto my atv/jeep trails.

I’ve never had face-to-face contact, thank G-d. I live in the heart of downtown Kansas City now and knowing what I know now, I’m not sure I could ever move back out to the country.

Anyway – happy to chat – I’m a big fan of the show!”

A listener writes “I’m writing on behalf of a friend who is a member of your podcast. I was visiting him last week and we spoke for hours about his bigfoot experiences. I was riveted. He has had two experiences that sound eerie. Both incidents occurred when he went fishing.

In the first, all sound stopped as he was walking to the river and he felt a heaviness fall upon him. He saw a very tall figure about a hundred yards away. There were no other fishermen around which was odd because it was early morning and prime fishing season. There is obviously more to the story.

In the second incident he believes he was being escorted away from the fishing area. He heard leaves crunching with every step he took, but then realized the leaves on the path were damp and trampled down so they shouldn’t be crunching. He stopped and continued to hear two more footsteps crunching leaves. He waited…nothing. He continued walking and the exact thing happened again. Again he stopped and two more crunches occurred behind some brush.”

Spoke to Joe and he has agreed to come on the show.

A listener writes “I’m writing on behalf of a friend who is a member of your podcast. I was visiting him last week and we spoke for hours about his bigfoot experiences. I was riveted. He has had two experiences that sound eerie. Both incidents occurred when he went fishing. In the first, all sound stopped as he was walking to the river and he felt a heaviness fall upon him. He saw a very tall figure about a hundred yards away. There were no other fishermen around which was odd because it was early morning and prime fishing season. There is obviously more to the story.

In the second incident he believes he was being escorted away from the fishing area. He heard leaves crunching with every step he took, but then realized the leaves on the path were damp and trampled down so they shouldn’t be crunching. He stopped and continued to hear two more footsteps crunching leaves. He waited…nothing. He continued walking and the exact thing happened again. Again he stopped and two more crunches occurred behind some brush.”

Spoke to Joe and he has agreed to come on the show.

 

 

 

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Tonight we will be speaking to Seth and Seth writes “I grew up in Lynchburg, Virginia, and went to college there too. That’s where this story took place.

It’s not a Bigfoot encounter at least I don’t think it is. Honestly, I’m not sure what kind of encounter it was. All I know is that it happened to me. I’ve often wished someone could explain it, tell me what it was or what it meant.

It happened on October 31, 2001, under a full blue moon, along one of the quietest stretches of the Blue Ridge Parkway. At the time, I was driving a 1970 Chevy Bel Air an old steel boat of a car and I had pulled into the James River overlook near Goff Mountain Road. It was close to midnight. The moon was so bright it almost felt like daytime.

I shut the engine off and decided to stretch my legs. There’s a small trail there that leads down toward a bench maybe a hundred yards from the parking area. I’d spent a lot of time in the woods so being out in the forest at night didn’t bother me. I knew what normal nighttime woods felt like.

And I also knew when something felt off.

As I walked down the trail, the stillness felt unnatural. No breeze. No insects. No rustling. Nothing. I sat on the bench and looked through the bare branches while the moonlight spilled across the slope below. It was beautiful, but something about it felt wrong. Like I was being watched.

Then I heard a SnapA single limb breaking somewhere downslope, maybe fifty to a hundred yards away toward the Bellamy Creek drainage. At first I didn’t think much of it deer snap branches all the time. Then it happened again. And again.

What caught my attention wasn’t just the sound it was the pattern. The breaks started coming from different directions. Not like one animal moving through the woods. I counted five, maybe ten distinct snaps, each spaced about four or five seconds apart.

Then the timing changed. The snaps started coming faster… one every second or two… and they seemed to be moving in a circle around me. That was enough. Instinct kicked in, and I stood up and headed back to the car. When I got inside the car, I didn’t start the engine right away. I just sat there with the keys in the ignition, ready to leave if I needed to.

At first, nothing happened. Then something hit the hood. It sounded exactly like a Douglas fir cone hitting steel hard, solid, unmistakable. The problem was that there were no pine or fir trees there. Only deciduous trees, and by that time of year all their leaves had already fallen. There was nothing up there that could drop.

Then another hit. Then they started falling faster like something was throwing them.

They weren’t rocks or dirt. Every impact sounded the same weight, the same size, the same hollow thunk of a heavy cone hitting metal. The hood, the roof, the trunk maybe even the sides of the car. But I couldn’t see anything falling. Nothing bouncing off. Nothing rolling away. Just the sound.

I looked up toward the treeline in front of me, expecting to see bare trunks and branches in the moonlight. Instead, I saw figures. At first I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. The shapes looked like people standing among the trees. They weren’t trees.They were tall figures six to seven feet high wearing what looked like long hoods or cloaks. Completely black. No faces. No hands. Just darkness beneath the hoods.

Some stood still. Others seemed angled toward me. It was like they absorbed the moonlight instead of reflecting it. I turned to my left, toward the grassy median beside the car, and saw more shapes there. Maybe three to eight of them, lying flat on the ground like bodies. Each time I looked away and then looked back, they were closer.

But they never moved while I was watching. No sound. No crawling. Just different positions every time my eyes shifted.

Then I noticed something near the driver’s side of the car. Three smaller figures, only five to ten feet away. These weren’t tall like the ones near the trees. They were crouched or hunched close to the ground, almost like children playing. Under each hood there was a faint flicker like someone trying to light a cigarette lighter that never quite caught. Meanwhile the impacts on the car were coming faster and faster.

At that point, instinct completely took over. I turned the key, threw the car into Drive, and sped out of the overlook as fast as I could. As I pulled away, those smaller figures were right beside my door. If the window had been open, I’m certain I could have reached out and touched them. They just watched. I drove for about five miles before finally pulling over. Nothing had followed me.

When I got out and inspected the car, there wasn’t a single dent. No scratches. No debris. Nothing at all that explained what I had heard hitting the car.

I’ve looked at that location on maps many times since then. But I’ve never gone back in person. Not once. I haven’t even driven that stretch of the Parkway again. There’s one detail that still bothers me, though. When I later looked at the spot on Google Maps, the overlook where I had parked appeared to be on the wrong side of the road. I clearly remember pulling into it on the right side from the direction I was traveling.

But according to the map, it should have been on the left. I’ve tried to make sense of that for years, and I still can’t. For a long time, I never told anyone about this.”

Now, I’m telling you.”

 

 

 

 

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A listener writes “When visiting my grandparents in Henry, they would tell stories like preachers thumping a bible – these creatures were real to them.

I was skeptical but fascinated as a young girl.

On one visit, my grandmother pulled me out of bed at 2AM to look through a telescope. I was about 12, and she pointed it into the mountains to show me a light that couldn’t be explained. Rapidly shifting through the entire spectrum of colors and hovering in a zig zagging pattern. We watched for a long time until I was too tired to stay up. I can’t explain why or how anything would be in those hills in the early hours of the evening hovering, or how it would also emit such a spectrum of color.

Fast forward to me visiting my parent in the summer of 2024, I brought by husband and children to my parents new property in Bear Lake area of Idaho. We had an auditory experience that I am absolutely certain was Sasquatch in the wilderness there while stopped for lunch on a side by side ride. Tree knocking, and when my mom took the grandkids on an air-brain expedition to go check out a tantalizing flower across a deeply cut stream bed, we immediately heard a triangulation of whoops on the thickly wooded hill, essentially surrounding our little party. They continued until my husband and I frantically ran to our children and grabbed their hands. The moment we did, the whooping stopped abruptly. The lunch we all shared following that was filled with dread. That night, my dad shared that there had been a sighting days earlier on a ridge nearby.

I live in Marfa, TX now. The ranch I live on has optimal viewing for the iconic “marfa lights”. We did not know that before securing living areas arrangements out here, and after having a few close encounters with Marfa Lights, I am just expecting a cryptid encounter due to my unfortunate conditioning.

I believe that whatever this being is, is oddly connected with heightened paranormal activity in these areas.”

From The Shadows writes “Rodney joins us from Kansas to share a couple of stories that his grandpa shared with him. One was certainly a Bigfoot but what the other creature was remains a mystery. Rodney also tells about an interesting night he had chasing a UFO across then night sky Wichita, Kansas.”