From The Shadows writes “Kevin shares an encounter he and his mother had over 40 years ago in southern Ohio. She recently passed and Kevin felt it was time to talk about it. Kevin is joined by his partner Briggs, and they both share a couple of spooky paranormal stories from their lives. Kevin and Briggs are singer-songwriters and you can check out their work at www.roseandthethorn.com.”
From The Shadows: The Giant Creature Pushed His Parked Car Forward
Date: Sunday August 7th, 2022 @ ~10:45-11:15PM
Location: Wabasso Campground near Jasper, AB | 52.76350, -117.98536
A listener writes “My family and extended family arrived at the Wabasso Campsite the afternoon on Sunday August 7th 2022. Its important to note that the holiday fell on August 1st that year so we arrived after the long weekend rush, additionally it was a Sunday (not on a long weekend) so the campground wasn’t as busy. Our trailer was located at the first spot (D1) on the right as you enter Loop D at the Wabasso campsite. Our family typically books this campground during this time year every year so we’re familiar with the area. My father and mother in-law as well as my brother and sister in-law along with my two nephews (6 & 8 years old at the time), joined my wife and I and our two daughters (5 & 7) for a week-long family camping trip. We had booked site D1 for my immediate family, my father and mother in-law we located directly NW of us across the roadway and my brother and sister in-law were our neighbors directly to the East of us.
After a busy first day and getting all three of our sites setup and everyone situated and fed, we decided to have a fire with the entire family at my father and mother in-laws site located directly across the roadway from our site. After the sun had set and darkness was beginning to fall, we decided to put all our children to bed at around 10:00-10:30PM. After tending to our children’s bedtime routines, we bid goodnight to our daughters, who were bubbling with excitement about our camping adventure.
They giggled and laughed as we left them snug in their beds in our trailer. My wife and I made our way across to rejoin our family around the fire. We all were sitting on one side of the fire when we rejoined the
group as there was a light wind and we were avoiding the smoke from the fire. Shortly after sitting, the light wind changed direction and I was the first to take action making the jump across the semicircle now sitting across from my entire family on the other side of the fire. This change in seating now gave me a better vantage point now looking South and in better view of our Trailer and children. Who at this point had quieted down as we could no longer hear laughter coming from our trailer, thinking they were well
on their way to sleep.
As soon as I was seated and had taken in a view of our trailer, I noticed something large directly behind our trailer across the roadway. It then started moving West away from the rear of our trailer toward the entrance of the campground. Instinctively I stood up as I knew it was something large but what confused me most was the color. White or possibly slightly gray figure. Now at this time the moon had just finished cresting from behind Mt. Edith Cavell and because there was no cloud cover, the moon provided just enough ambient lighting to witness the event at this hour. According to google earth, I would put the rough distance from my vantage point to the figure at 150-175’. The creature began moving westward, away from our campsite. It appeared to be hunched over, and my gut told me it was intentionally trying to appear smaller, suggesting a keen awareness of its surroundings. Once it starting travelling West away from my trailer, I stood up and once I did the creature took notice and accelerated with such silent pace it startled me. The moment I stood up my wife and sister in-law took notice and both caught obstructed views of the creature accelerating across the terrain away from our campsite. The terrain was mostly bare and filled with deadfall for maybe 25-35 feet or more along the southern side of the roadway providing me with an unobstructed view.
The entire event occurred in 5 seconds maybe. Immediately following the event I went to check on my children. When I walked inside the trailer, both were sat up in bed frightened and were both claiming a bear or something big was outside the trailer. Dad calmed their fears, tucked them back in and returned to the fire to debate what some of us had witnessed. Both my wife and sister in-law agree it was a large albino type animal. Myself having the best vantage point, believes it was bipedal and hunched over to appear smaller as its forward limbs were not touching the ground as it accelerated and reacted to my change in behavior.
The following day I walked the path I believed it traveled but there were no tracks unfortunately. The Jasper area was very dry and had not seen hardly any rain in the days or weeks leading up to this encounter. Additionally, I also stopped in at the campsite registry and asked the park Ranger if any other campers had reported any albino animals in the area. Which they had not. I am certain this was not a bear or moose as the creature was too silent as it accelerated and moved with agility.”
From The Shadows writes “Jerome joins us to discuss his journey to discover what Bigfoot really is. From traditions passed down through the Cheyenne’s history, to his own personal sighting, he shares his thoughts and feelings on these creatures and their place in our creation.”
Patoka Lake is an 8,000-acre lake in Birdseye, Indiana, part of Patoka Lake State Park, and is accessible from Indiana State Road 37, with directions available from major cities like Indianapolis, Louisville, and Evansville.
Sighting Location: Patoka Lake, Indiana Hwy 37
Date: Dec 14, 2018
Conditions: Sunny 55°
UAMN TV writes “American Most Haunted Monsters & Beasts Documentary – This documentary delves into America’s legendary monsters and beasts, including Ogopogo of British Columbia’s Okanagan Lake and Champ of Lake Champlain.
With chilling tales, eyewitness accounts, and cryptozoological investigations, explore the enduring mysteries that continue to captivate and haunt enthusiasts worldwide.”
During the Vietnam War, many soldiers reported of encounters with large bipedal apes in the jungles of Laos. One particular hill in Vietnam was the site of so many rock ape sightings that it became known as Monkey Mountain. While no corpses of these strange creatures were ever recovered, or any clear pictures taken of them, the fact that sightings of them were so widespread and common throughout the war makes them worthy at least of an investigation.
North American Bigfoot Center writes “Originally published for NABC members in April 2023, this video documents a day trip by Cliff Barackman and Keith Boyce to an area with historical Bigfoot activity. During their visit, they discovered new footprints near the site where prints had been found months earlier. After a brief search, they also located handprints nearby.”
Cliff Barackman, James “Bobo” Fay, and Matt Pruitt discuss the FLIR Thermal Imaging video filmed from a helicopter that’s recently made the rounds. See Tobe Johnson’s follow-up HERE. The trio then discuss a couple of ‘squatchy topics, including chimpanzees caught on camera and the adaptability of Homo erectus.
In episode 744: Inside the UAP Intel Loop, former military intelligence analyst Michaela Fachar shares the story of how her deep dive into consciousness, social constructs, and national security turned into a harrowing descent into something far stranger. What began with logical research and classified videos of UAPs in the Middle East spiraled into weeks of bizarre visions, flickering lights, and impossible glitches. Then came the translucent object that moved like it was cloaked, the metal spheres floating on surveillance footage—and the moment a government vehicle seemed to lead her directly into a hospital… where no one would acknowledge why she was there.
She wasn’t seeking attention. She was looking for help. But as her questions grew louder—about UAPs, military reporting choke points, and black programs—the silence from above became more deafening. Then came the whispers of non-human intelligence. The dreams. The spiritual oppression. The message in the dark. What was real? What was planned? And more chillingly… what was watching her the whole time?
DALTON, Mass. — The library’s “Bigfoot! In The Northeast” event last week was a success, attracting more than 60 people from all over the county.
The Vogel brothers, Eric and Tim, presented and answered questions about their almost 20 years of experience and investigations into bigfoot, or sasquatch, a hairy folklore creature said to inhabit dense forested areas.
“The Dalton library is simply located in a great area, the environment, the Appalachian Mountain ecosystems, productive farmland, streams, rivers, and wilderness areas,” Tim Vogel said.
“Locally, it checks all the boxes and has enormous potential for providing what a bigfoot’s needs are, for something that large.”
People filled the main floor and looked down on the discussion from balcony on the mezzanine. The audience was respectful and attentive, and many of them were believers and had many questions, Tim Vogel said.
“It was pleasantly surprising to have that many people interested in the topic enough to drive to Dalton, traveling from out of town to listen and possibly participate in a subject not typically talked about, openly, anyway,” he said.
The Vogels retired from outdoor education and now do research and investigations of Bigfoot as the Cobble Mountain Critter Project in Russell, which raises funds for outdoor programs for youth.
The Jackson County Sentinel writes “The enigmatic figure of Bigfoot, Sasquatch, or the “Boogeyman,” as some call it, has once again stirred the imaginations of residents in Jackson, Clay and Overton counties. Scott Hunt, owner of Roaring River Distillery in Gainesboro, recently hosted a meeting dedicated to exploring the possibility of the creature’s existence, drawing a crowd of over ninety individuals, both believers and skeptics.
The gathering, held at the distillery on Saturday, Feb.22, provided a platform for attendees to share their personal encounters and perspectives on the legendary being. While the existence of Bigfoot remains a highly contested topic, Hunt’s initiative has reignited local conversations and investigations.
The debate surrounding Bigfoot is far from new. For centuries, anecdotal accounts have fueled the legend, with purported sightings reported worldwide. However, concrete evidence, such as clear photographs, DNA samples or remains, has yet to be presented, leading many to dismiss the creature as a myth.
Despite the lack of definitive proof, the tri-county area boasts a significant number of reported sightings, adding to the local lore. A recent incident involving a Clay County bus driver and five children, who claimed to have witnessed a Bigfoot-like creature near Wet Creek Mill, has added fuel to the fire. Standing Stone Park in Overton County has also garnered a reputation as a hotspot for Bigfoot enthusiasts, attracting researchers and curious onlookers alike.
One particularly compelling account from Jackson County involved a man driving through Flynn Lick at night. He reported seeing a large, silver-haired creature standing on two legs, which quickly disappeared into the woods. Further adding to the local intrigue is the book, “50 Years with Bigfoot,” written by local resident Mary Green. The book details the alleged co-existence of a local family with a group of Bigfoots over a half-century, and is available at the Gainesboro and Livingston public libraries.
Hunt’s meeting has sparked renewed interest in the subject, with many residents eager to share their own experiences and learn more. He encourages anyone with information or interest in Bigfoot to contact him at Roaring River Distillery on Main Street in Gainesboro. The distillery has become a hub for those interested in the subject.
The question remains: does Bigfoot exist? While the debate continues, the stories and experiences shared by some local residents serve as a testament to the enduring power of the legend, keeping the mystery alive in the heart of Tennessee.”
Phoenix Fox reporter Nicole Krasean found the creature it seems everyone’s been looking for since, well, forever.
Bigfoot or Sasquatch, as it is known, was in Flagstaff, Arizona during a winter snowstorm that shut down roads in the area. They told Krasean that their favorite thing to do in the snow was ski, snowboard or sled.
Krasean, who has worked at the Phoenix Fox owned station since June 2024, said the cryptid came out of one of the local breweries, did its bit and then disappeared, as one does when one is a mythical beast.
The Sandy Post reports “Calling all cryptozoologists: Mt. Hood Oregon Resort will host its inaugural Sasquatch Festival, April 11-13, in partnership with Oregon’s Mt. Hood Territory.
Oregon’s Mt. Hood Territory is a division of Clackamas County focused on tourism and marketing the region as a destination.
For this one-weekend event, Sasquatch enthusiasts, researchers and local vendors will come together at the Resort to be in community with each other and learn more about this species of cryptid.
Sasquatch experts who will present at the festival will include:
Cliff Barackman, renowned Bigfoot researcher, speaker and founder of the North American Bigfoot Center in Boring. Joseph Granada, author of “The Sasqualogist,” will offer an exclusive sneak peek of his upcoming film.Dr. Jeff MeldrumMicheal Freeman, son of famed Paul Freeman and author of “Freeman Bigfoot Files”Big River Paranormal, with findings from an onsite paranormal investigationFlash of Beauty: Bigfoot RevealedClyde Lewis from GroundZeroMarc Myrsell.
Each presenter will also be available at vendor tables during the festival, giving attendees the opportunity to meet them and learn more. Visit linktr.ee/MHORsasquatch for the full list of presenters.
Other vendors will include Bend Crafters Co., Bluff Farm Pottery, Lone Mountain Art, 10 Buffalos Art, Cole Crafted and Top Flight Sweets.
“We’re thrilled to host Mt. Hood’s first Sasquatch Festival,” said Lori Cabantoy, festival spokesperson and representative from Mt. Hood Oregon Resort. “This is a fantastic opportunity to promote the resort during the off-season while offering an engaging event where guests can learn from Sasquatch experts right here in our community.”
The Mt. Hood Oregon Resort will offer exclusive room specials for a two-night stay and one three-day festival pass. People are also able to purchase additional passes.
Attendees will also have the chance to win prizes in a Sasquatch scavenger hunt throughout the weekend. Those who spot Sasquatch roaming the property could receive a special gift. There will also be a Kids Zone for families, open only from 11 a.m. to 5 p.m. Saturday, offering fun activities for children.
“This exciting new event is a fantastic way to celebrate the spirit of Mt. Hood while showcasing the charm and character of the Villages of Mt. Hood, including our most belove resident, Bigfoot,” said Lizzie Keenan, Executive Director of Oregon’s Mt. Hood Territory. “Visitors will not only enjoy a fun and unique festival experience but also have the perfect opportunity to explore the area’s incredible restaurants, shops, and outdoor attractions. We can’t wait to see families, adventurers and Sasquatch enthusiasts come together to experience all that makes this area so special.”
The Mt. Hood Sasquatch Festival is an all-ages event. Children ages 10 and under are admitted free of charge when accompanied by an adult.
Three-day festival passes are available for $40. These passes include a limited-edition swag bag filled with exclusive festival merchandise (while supplies last). Passes without the swag included are also available for $35. Tickets can be purchased online at Mt Hood Sasquatch Festival
Travel Channel writes “A woman driving through a national forest at night experiences something she will never forget. As she approaches a figure standing on the side of the road, she switches on her brights—only to see a tall, shaggy creature quickly retreat into the darkness. It resembled a man… but was covered in long, thick hair. Could she have come face to face with Bigfoot?
Bigfoot is one of the most famous cryptid legends, with countless sightings reported over the years—especially in the Pacific Northwest. As human development expands into remote wilderness, reports of strange encounters and massive footprints have only increased. In 1958, a tractor operator discovered giant footprints near his parked truck. He made a plaster cast of them, and the story spread nationwide—coining the name we know today: Bigfoot. But the legend goes back much further. For centuries, Native American tribes in the Pacific Northwest have told stories of a towering, hairy creature roaming the deep forests. Could Bigfoot have been hiding among us all along?”
How many species of Human were there? NORTH 02 goes through a list of ancient human. Interesting video and good information take a look.
Tonight we will be speaking to Mara and Wayne. Mara writes “I was reminded of something that happened to me in late summer 2010. I had dismissed it quickly because of how it affected me at the time.
I was taking a friend home from town. We passed a barn that was on fire. The flames were very high and the smoke higher than the flames. I watched the fire from his house which was on the hillside above. I took a different route home to avoid getting in the way of emergency vehicles. I made a left turn onto Lake Earl Drive and saw something step away from a tall hedge. It stepped down into a ditch maybe three feet deep and five feet across. It stepped down into the ditch with one foot and stepped up on the road with the other foot. Just before I saw this thing I had slowed down because I was amazed that the light from the fire was visible where I was three miles away. I stopped to watch the light reflecting off the clouds that had come in from the ocean when I noticed movement at the edge of my car headlights. When it was on the road on my left it turned and started walking in the opposite direction from me. I was driving slowly at that point, maybe 5 mph. The thing covered so much ground with only a few steps.
In one step it was in the middle of another street that met up with Lake Earl Drive. At that point it turned. I’m not sure if it turned toward me or away from me but that is when I saw it outlined in the light from a nearby house and something snapped in my head. I think I said something like “Holy Shit” then I pressed on the gas pedal. I had this thought that it was coming after me, that it was going to climb into the back of my truck and reach through the back window. I thought it might be chasing me even though I was going 50 mph by then. I kept saying out loud to myself “What the hell was that?” I was kind of screaming it and looking in my center mirror. I lived five miles from the place where I saw the thing. I lived in the same woods that this thing had stepped out of. I didn’t want to get out of my car when I got home but I didn’t want to sit in the driveway alone in the dark either. I worked up my courage and got into the house. I told my husband and he seemed convinced because of how I looked when he saw me step through the front door.
I didn’t see much detail except that it was big, had shaggy dark hair all over, its arms were unusually long, and it seemed to not have a neck. I couldn’t see its face, hands or feet. I can tell you it was not wearing shoes or anything that resembled clothing. Later I made up a story that what I saw was a kid in a ghillie suit. As luck would have it maybe a month later, I saw a kid in the Safeway parking lot wearing ghillie pants. I knew right away that what I saw was not someone in a ghillie suit. I felt conflicted knowing this fact because I was left with the problem of trying to explain what it was to myself.
I grew up in the forest. My siblings and I would spend hours bushwhacking all over the hills. I have been up close to black bear, elk, and mountain lion. I’ve been within spitting distance of a shark and sea lions. I’ve been held hostage by men with automatic weapons. I have never felt the kind of threat to my life as I did that night from a thing on the side of the road. I can’t help but feel kind of stupid for what I felt that night. I think I felt stupid after I got home and decided to explain it away. There was much of the experience that I had forgotten until I started listening to other people tell their stories and their sense of crushing fear. Hearing their reports I realized that I knew what they were talking about.
I have been a certified lifeguard with open water training, I’ve had wilderness first responder training, and I work with people who are suicidal. I consider myself to be cool-headed especially in a crisis. I’m fearful but for the most part I can channel my fear into a coherent response. I’ve never experienced that kind of fear before. It is unexplainable all around. Thank you for giving me a forum to share this. I think I needed to confront this experience.”
We will also be speaking to Wayne. Wayne writes “I live in Ontario Canada. Today on my drive home from work…I pulled off to take a washroom break on the road shoulder. I thought I could hear some noises from the trees on the other side of the road…but when I looked I couldn’t see anything. I finished up, jumped back in my truck and started to pick up speed, I caught something in my peripheral to my left, which is probably where that noise i had heard was coming from…it was thick brush and forest and the snow is still melting here, but I thought maybe I would turn and just see a horse…there are many farms out here where I live 2 hours from Toronto. When I looked left I could see 2 dark figures about 40metres into the brush…one of them was running away from the other, on 2 feet. I knew then it was no horse. But the other one looked shorter and only moved it’s arm up in the air…maybe…I couldn’t really tell so I started to slow down…and decided maybe that’s people and they’re having some kind of emergency…so I quickly hit my 4way hazards and came to a stop on the shoulder…then I proceeded to back up. As I continued to scan the forest for the one that was running, I realized I could no longer see him…and I thought that was rather strange. When I backed up far enough I could see the other being was still at about the same distance from the road as when I passed by…that’s when I could clearly see like a conical shaped head..and it was obviously a furry or hairy animal….but quickly judging the size I could see it appeared to be looking my direction….and my heart almost skipped a beat…definitely started beating faster.
I have actually been listening to your podcast starting about 6 months ago because of things that have been happening to me at work. I’m a truck driver these days…I have worked in the oil field in Alberta, and I used to shuttle the train crews in and around Alberta and British Columbia with B.C. & C.N railways. I’ve always been interested in Bigfoot, but I couldn’t get behind researching it because I could clearly see when I was being hoaxed.
Anyways I digress, sorry Wes. So I quickly stopped my truck and grabbed my phone and started filming, I used to hunt with my dad when I was younger, so in the video you will notice I hesitated before I got out of my truck, I was assessing where that big fast guy went…I didn’t see him still so I jumped out and crossed the road while filming…I made 2 videos…posted the shorter one to YouTube. I’d like to give you exclusivity to the longer video my friend. Anyways, you can eventually see that the one closest to me is more than likely dead…he has a tree branch through his neck it looks like…he is on his knees I guess and appears to be partially disemboweled…you can see bones and blood by the way…hope you’re not eating while you are watching. I’m pretty sure you can hear the other one breaking branches a little further to my right, but i still couldn’t see him, and i didn’t think i could fight this bastard, if this dead one is on his knees, he’s probably roughly 8 feet standing, that would make this other one that’s breaking branches like probably 10 feet tall, cause he looked 4 feet taller than this one when he was running away…he’s a big boy…so i stopped filming and went back to my truck. Bro, is this what Sasquatch are doing to each other? Anyways you can see signs of a struggle too…from broken trees and branches to a downed power line. But that line is dead anyway, they’ve been moving lines underground in this area for years…but still looks like a fight scene out of Mortal combat man.”
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A listener writes “I had an experience when I was a kid. As time has gone by, I’ve started to question whether it was what I thought. I would be very interested to hear your thoughts on this.
This was in the 70’s. I was probably seven or eight years old. My family and some of our relatives decided to go camping around the Mt. St. Helens area. My parents had bought this old school bus that had been converted in a motor home.
It had 4 bunk beds in the back for us four kids. I was the oldest.
So, my dad and his cousins had brought their horses with them to get up to some lakes to go fishing and we were all just hanging around the camp playing like kids do. It was about the time that they were supposed to be coming back, and they would have been coming through this staging/parking area before they go back to camp.
All of a sudden, we heard a woman scream and my mom, who was a nurse went running towards the parking area and told us to stay put. Apparently by dad had come off his horse and had hit his head on a rock and was unconscious. I don’t remember how long it took for an ambulance to arrive. We couldn’t see it because we were still in the camp. But it ended up with my other aunt staying in the bus with us that night because mom went with dad to a hospital. I remember it was in some smaller town. I heard one of his cousins make a comment that maybe Bigfoot spooked his horse. I had a vague idea of what Bigfoot was but hadn’t read anything on the subject yet.
We went to bed that night and I was in one of the bottom bunk beds. For some reason I turned to look at the window and there were two huge red glowing eyes there. I would say they were spaced about 5 or 6 inches apart. I was too scared to say anything to my aunt so I just pulled the covers over my head.
In the morning, I told l my aunt what I saw. Her response was that I probably just dreamed about the ambulance lights. I hadn’t seen the ambulance.
All my life I have believed that it was Bigfoot that I saw. Fast forward 45 years. I brought it up to my parents last year, and mom said, “His horse didn’t get spooked, he was drunk and fell off the horse!!
I still remember those eyes like it was yesterday…”
Tonight I will be speaking to Wes who is from Wisconsin. Wes writes “This happened in the late 90’s but I’m foggy on the exact yr. I know it had to be around 96 or 97 cause i was still too young to get into the bars and so most of my weekends were at house parties.
This night is no different, I arrive at my friends place around midnight, I wanna say it was early fall when this story takes place cause i can still remember warming up my p.o.s. chevette. There were 3 other guys including myself, it was nothing exciting, just playing goldeneye on the 360, laughing our asses and enjoying life. Then suddenly one of the guys says that he’s sick of sitting around and that we should go do something, we were all curious as to what he had in mind and suddenly my other buddy shouts out “the baby grave or or columbia mansion!!” We all looked at each other through bloodshot eyes, started laughing and shouted “lets go”!
The “baby grave and Columbia Mansion” have been the haunted “goto” place for yrs around the Marshfield Wi area and they are both relatively close by in proximity, (within a mile or 2) tonight was no different. It really is the only “cool” place to go and possibly have any kind of paranormal experience, or so we were told.
All 4 of us dragged our asses into one of the more reliable vehicles (89 grand prix!!) and got comfortable cause it was about a 45 min drive.
The drive down was uneventful, we just joked around, talked about girls, shared the latest drama/rumors and that was pretty much it. After what seemed like an eternity, we finally arrived on columbia rd. Which was out in the sticks to say the least, if we had broken down or anything, I’m pretty sure I never would’ve found my way home. Luckily my buddy DJ (the driver) knew the approximate location of the baby grave but wasn’t quite 100% sure. So we drove around for another hour trying to find this stupid baby grave,we were all getting impatient and one of us mentioned that we should just stop by the first house we see with the lights on. (as i’m remembering this, i couldn’t believe our level of stupidity, I mean it was now about 2:30 in the am) but that didnt seem to effect our decision making, as you’ll see, plus we were seriously lost now. After about 10 more mins of wandering aimlessly, now just looking for any sign of civilization instead of the baby grave, we finally came around a corner and saw this amazing iron gate that stood about 20 ft high.
Right above it was a dim orange light glowing in the darkness, I yelled stop cause I saw this light, and another light on the porch front of this beautiful home.
All 4 of us rubbernecked this huge iron gate and realized someone was awake in the room adjacent to the porch cause we could see them walking around. Now this was no ordinary mansion, it was reminiscent of an old barn that had been converted into a home, It looked lived in, but not dilapidated or unloved. It was quite beautiful. The paint was fresh, the gate looked new. The driveway leading into the yard looked well used and well manicured, the yard or what we could see of it, did look a little unmanaged, but not forgotten. I looked over at my buddy and said, “the gates open”. My buddy kinda mumbled something like, “i’m not going in there”. I looked at my friend, “Dawson” and he’s like, “let’s go”. So myself and my buddy dawson squeezed through the open gate and approached the lit up porch.
I still remember the feeling I got walking up those creeky steps, it’s hard to explain, but I didn’t feel fear, just a sense of something was wrong with this picture. Dawson didn’t climb the steps, he just stood there waiting for me to knock. So I did. After about 30 seconds of uncomfortably waiting, I heard the inner door creek open and then the outer door popped open and I stepped back to let it swing by me. My first reaction was “what the fuck!!” cause what I was looking at was no ordinary old woman. This woman was about 4’11”, had long thinning white whispy hair, looked to be over a hundred yrs old, she was wearing what seemed to be 1800s style clothing, the light on the deck was gas or a candle and what caught me even further off guard was she was holding a tray with a candle lit in it. But as soon as I noticed that I just as quickly forgot about cause she started talking to me. She spoke in old english, using the words “ye” and asking where our wagon was. Dawson and I were baffled and speechless. She then started asking about our shoes and where would we get something like that at this day and age. I didn’t answer any of her questions, I just apologized for bothering her at such a late hour and asked if she could give us directions to the nearest town. She responded kindly and started telling us to take these “wagon trails” this and that way and we’ll eventually find the town of Columbia. I said thankyou so much for your help and apologized again and we quickly walked back to the car. Dawson and I sat in the car silent. After what felt like hours but was probably only a min or 2, I looked over at dawson and asked if that really happened. He was in as much shock as I was and whispered, ” I think so”.
Our other 2 friends were now in the front seat and kept asking what happened, who did we talk to, did you find out how to get the hell out of here? I was silent. I stared out the window and could still se her silhouette moving around. Dawson asked our other 2 friends to stop asking questions and turn around, get the hell out of here. We used the directions the lady gave us and that took us to what we had been looking for, this whole time. The baby grave. We parked the car, got out and told our other 2 friends the story of what we had just witnessed. They were as baffled and speechless as dawson and I were. But thats when we heard it. At first we couldn’t make out what the sound was, but i kept getting louder and louder…and louder until it sounded like it was in the bushes 20 ft away from us. It was a baby crying, long terrible cries. Cries that make you wanna run to the baby and console it, do anything to comfort the child. It was terrifying and incredibly disheartening. I could feel my eyes welling up for this screaming baby, knowing theres nothing I can do to help it. All 4 of us just stood there looking in all directions and we could all see fear in each others eyes.
Without a word we jumped in the car and headed back the way we came, spinning the tires off our 89 grand prix, somehow knowing our night wasn’t over and dreading every second. Nobody was speaking, all of us had one thing in mind, get to the highway, get home. Thats when we saw it. “Theres no possible way, I was thinking, what am I looking at? This can’t be the same house”! We were now looking at the iron gate. (the same iron gate that was new an hour ago) Dj slowed the car to a crawl, it no longer was new, the light above it no longer glowed. The gate now hung off it’s hinges, rusty, just barely dangling there. The driveway was overgrown, the porch had a tree growing through it, weeds had invaded and took it over, 7 ft tall briar bushes, were now where we had just walked an hour ago. The paint was flaking off badly, some places no longer had paint, just exposed boards, half the friggin house was caved in, the porchlight was hanging off the wall for what seemed to be for years. But one thing had remained the same throughout this impossible adventure. The little old lady was still pacing around with her candle lit in her tray. All 4 of us could see her, and all 4 of us felt like our minds were lost.
Confusion had set in, we started arguing. “how could this be”, “are we sure this is the same house”, “that can’t be the little old lady”, all these questions were being shout out. Dawson and I both shouted at what seemed like the exact same moment, “floor it” and so DJ did. No words were spoken, I could hear our friend Knetter crying. I placed my hand on his shoulder and told him that we’ll all talk about it after we get back. But sadly after we got back none of us ever really spoke again, this memory has been with me now for about 35 yrs and last year I received confirmation that it did happen. An old highschool friend reached out to me, telling me that she had heard about our story from one of the other 3 guys. She mentioned that her mom grew up just kitty korner from the “columbia mansion” and there have been several similar ghost stories that have happened throughout the years, not just to her mom, but to her moms friends. What’s even weirder is the town the old lady told me to goto, was called “Columbia” and all that’s left of that town was the baby grave. Oh and one more thing, upon the drive home from that crazy night, I realized we were visiting both these places in between 3 and 4am.
I think about this night often, constantly remembering it, wondering what we had witnessed. Did we get caught in a time slip, would it happen again if I went back? How was this even possible? So many questions, especially now that it’s been confirmed.
The second story is much more recent. It involves some kind of weird cryptid that was invisible. But if you wanna hear that one let me know.”
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Grassman58 discusses Powerline Corridor being used by Sasquatch, he writes “Does Bigfoot travel powerline cuts? I’m out checking a few spots and putting up cameras and audio.”
A listener writes “I live in Ontario Canada. Today on my drive home from work…I pulled off to take a washroom break on the road shoulder. I thought I could hear some noises from the trees on the other side of the road…but when I looked I couldn’t see anything.
I finished up and jumped back in my truck and started to pick up speed, I caught something in my peripheral to my left, which is probably where that noise I had heard was coming from…it was thick brush and forest and the snow is still melting here, but I thought maybe I would turn and just see a horse…there are many farms out here where I live 2 hours from Toronto. When I looked left I could see 2 dark figures about 40metres into the brush…one of them was running away from the other, on 2 feet.
I knew then it was no horse. But the other one looked shorter and only moved it’s arm up in the air…maybe…I couldn’t really tell so I started to slow down…and decided maybe that’s people and they’re having some kind of emergency…so I quickly hit my 4way hazards and came to a stop on the shoulder…then I proceeded to back up. As I continued to scan the forest for the one that was running, I realized I could no longer see him…and I thought that was rather strange. When I backed up far enough I could see the other being was still at about the same distance from the road as when I passed by…that’s when I could clearly see like a conical shaped head..and it was obviously a furry or hairy animal….but quickly judging the size I could see it appeared to be looking my direction….and my heart almost skipped a beat…definitely started beating faster.
So I quickly stopped my truck and grabbed my phone and started filming, I used to hunt with my dad when I was younger, so in the video you will notice I hesitated before I got out of my truck, I was assessing where that big fast guy went…I didn’t see him still so I jumped out and crossed the road while filming…I made 2 videos…posted the shorter one to YouTube. I’d like to give you exclusivity to the longer video my friend. Anyways, you can eventually see that the one closest to me is more than likely dead…he has a tree branch through his neck it looks like…he is on his knees I guess and appears to be partially disemboweled…you can see bones and blood by the way…hope you’re not eating while you are watching.
I’m pretty sure you can hear the other one breaking branches a little further to my right, but i still couldn’t see him, and I didn’t think i could fight this bastard, if this dead one is on his knees, he’s probably roughly 8 feet standing, that would make this other one that’s breaking branches like probably 10 feet tall, cause he looked 4 feet taller than this one when he was running away…he’s a big boy…so I stopped filming and went back to my truck. Bro, is this what Sasquatch are doing to each other? Anyways you can see signs of a struggle too…from broken trees and branches to a downed power line. But that line is dead anyway, they’ve been moving lines underground in this area for years…but still looks like a fight scene out of Mortal combat man.”
