A listener sent this to me. Here is the post:”First some background. Back in my paddling days I spent a lot of time in the area north of the Albany River traveling solo. Beyond a handful of isolated native communities it’s a vast tract of roadless uninhabited wilderness.
Almost 25 years ago while traveling past the native community of Fort Hope on the Albany River I ran into several natives in a boat and we stopped to talk. They told me a pretty wild tale about a bigfoot (they had a different name for it) who lived nearby. I inwardly rolled my eyes but the story stuck with me and I filed it away.
3 years ago fishing the Dusey River in this same region the outfitter jokingly told me that local natives will not travel downstream on the Dusey River past Dusey Lake because a large hairy man-like creature (bigfoot) lives there. Again I joked about it and filed the story away.
Last week on the Asheweig River while chatting one night with our guide Leon he tentatively started to tell us some stories. Tentative at first as he was gauging what our reaction would be.
The man had no agenda, he embellished nothing. He simply told his stories in the same quiet matter of fact way most natives have.
Story after story of these creatures who live in the region. He once saw one standing on the shore of a lake and thought it was a bear on its hind legs at first, but the color was wrong and it was too tall. Then he got close enough and saw what it was. “Did you take a shot Leon?” I asked. He looked at me like I was crazy and said no. “The elders tell us to leave them alone so we do. I turned the boat around and left”.
Other stories like the time he was calling moose in the fall drawing this particularly large bull in. Suddenly he heard a bizarre shriek…definitely not moose or anything else expected. He froze when he heard splashing in the swamp like a person walking through shallow water. Finally he glimpsed the creature from about 100 yards away as it stopped to stare at him in his blind. He packed up quickly and left not disturbing it.
Many other stories like the girl in the control tower at Kasabonika who saw something that scared her to death. The next morning upon searching they found large tracks everywhere.
The tracks are apparently quite commonly seen, although never in the winter. Leon seems to think they hibernate like a bear. When I asked have you ever taken a picture of the tracks he just shrugged. “Don’t own a camera, and I don’t need a picture, I know what they look like”
There were more stories, many more, and after hearing them, and especially considering how it jives with what I’d heard in the past, it’s VERY hard not to believe.”
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