This isn’t a sighting but I find this very fascinating. I have spoken to many hunters who describe this very same feeling for no reason.
A listener writes “As I said, I love your show. I just happened to stumble upon it one night. You and your brothers encounter was the first one I heard. It was soooo creepy.
Hi Wes, My name Julian, from the Gold Coast in Queensland Australia.
My experience happened in the year 2000. I had walked up a creek bed for about 30 minutes or so in the Currumbin Valley. I had done this several times before and since. But this Day I was alone and went further than I had ever gone before. I’ve never been that far up again. There’s lots of rock pools with small falls along the creek. If you walk up into the secluded areas far away from the crowds, girls are more inclined to go skinny dipping.
On this day I was alone. I had an interest in wildlife or nature photography. As I said, this day I went further up the valley and found a spectacular location with two waterfalls trickling down into the same rock pool 70-80 meters high. I was in awe. I sat down to relax and enjoy a cigarette. I had been there for about 5 minutes just enjoying the natural beauty. I felt quite confident the humans were extremely rare in this location. That’s when it happened…..
All of a sudden I was overcome buy a completely unnatural feeling of dread. Nothing I have ever experienced before, or since. I immediately spun around expecting to see some kind of aggressive person or animal! Nothing! I could see quite well for 20 or so meters into the underbrush. I scanned the area…. absolutely nothing. So I tried to dismiss this feeling as something irrational.
It got worse, I was trying to play it off as imagination. I spun around again…. I seemed to know that this aggression was coming from a particular direction. But there wasn’t many areas where anything could be hiding. I had walked up a valley to a massive rock face. Plus I was standing just in front of another smaller waterfall, only about a 30 foot drop. The feeling kept on getting worse, I couldn’t see anything or hear anything. It felt like something was getting closer. I was still trying to dismiss this as my mind playing tricks on me.
It kept getting worse, it became like a total physical fear… I was petrified. like my life was in danger and something was about to spring out and end me. It was time to run. I also was scrambling over rocks, under trees.
I had only got about 200 feet through the bush and the feeling had subsided considerably. still a little freaked out, I once again decided that my mind was to blame and there was nothing to fear. I began to observe some fresh water fish in the creek. It was interesting because the government website said there were no fish in this creek. And it was a very beautiful area that I hadn’t been before and its nice to enjoy nature without people chatting away, listening to the birdlife etc.
The fear started to creep up on me again, this time I heard a noise above and behind me up in the dense scrub, I still couldn’t see anything. but this was enough for me. I was getting out of the area. once I got 5 minutes down the creek the feeling was gone again but I still felt the need to get back to my motor bike.
I was so far away from anything or anyone, I am so glad that I never saw anything that day.
Thanks for reading my story Wes. You’re the best radio show out there. You’re doing an excellent job.”
Kenneth K
I had a similar situation twenty years ago in the Pocono mountains in Pennsylvania. I’ve spent countless hours in and around this same area but this early spring day I decided I would spend the night the woods near our fishing hole. My uncle and friends had damped up a small portion of a steam that ran through family property. I had a .22 rifle and fishing rod with me and made a small fire. I planned to either pop a squirrel o catch a couple trout and have them for dinner. As the sun went down I leaned the rifle against a tree and was about to fish. At that point I heard a howl, scream, whoop, something I’ve never heard before. I almost immediately was overcome with fear and had to hike the two miles back to the cabin. At the time I was 20 years old and home on leave from my naval a school. I wasn’t afraid of anything and was in the best shape of my life.
Jane M
And then what happened, please?
Kenneth K
Sorry, I just hiked out. It took me a long time to connect that incident with a possible sasquatch encounter. It wasn’t until the mid 2000s that I had read about sasquatch sightings in Pennsylvania and then realized that what happened to me might have been a sasquatch.
Jane M
I understand. I always vowed never to live next to or close by a hugely forested area. Recently, my husband and I decided to sell my horse ranch and move north to Mendocino near Pt Arena. Well our third time at the our new house we stay in as much as we can until the 100 acre horse ranch sells, something strange happened. Honest to goodness, we were sleeping on the floor on a blow up mattress in the living room enjoying listening to a Sasquatch chronicles show I had downloaded and peacefully drifting off and something banged the house extremely hard above our heads. My man said it sounded like an open palm. I was so terrified that I forced myself back to sleep. We kidded the next day and he says, as a non believer, that it was not an elk, deer, lion, person, ghost (I don’t think) and it even got my his attn. He is not afraid of anything. Picks up rattle snakes, laughs when spiders get around him and honestly loves nature. I still dunno. This was about 6 weeks ago. Since then when we are there, we moved into the master bedroom and have a shade/curtains now, will not feed critters, but I sense that more will happen. We are so close to protected forest land and there is water, steelhead, deer, elk and lots of other yummy foods. I will keep you posted.