The Sensible Bigfoot Project writes “Courts makes an astute observation about his small stature maybe being relevant to his bigfoot encounters.”
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Did Bobo see a ghost? Bigfoot and Beyond writes “Cliff Barackman and James “Bobo” Fay share their spookiest experiences and apparitional encounters in this Halloween-themed episode!”
The Confessionals writes “In episode 700: Jump Room Doorways, Fringe, from episode 637, returns to share the harrowing journey of a lifetime; one where aliens, deception, and soul-trapping technology intersect. With a chilling recount of “jump rooms,” painting-like portals, and encounters with reptilian entities, Fringe dives into a reality where paranormal entities and covert government programs operate hand-in-hand.
She reveals the intense backlash she faced as she rediscovered her faith, the toll of MyLab abductions, and the painful realization that humans might be just as involved as extraterrestrial beings in her experiences. Fringe unpacks her battles with these unknown forces, the shocking discoveries made through her journal entries, and her ultimate fight to protect her soul.”
YouTuber Bob Gymlan writes “When I was the night manager at a resort, one of my duties was to patrol the spa a couple times a night. On one of the first days with my first smart phone, I decided to take photos.
The ensuing photos are shocking, frightening, and clear. For eight years, I’ve held onto some of the best paranormal evidence I’ve ever seen. Strangely enough, I still am not sure what to make of the ghost phenomena, but I doubt it’s simplistic, and I’m certain it’s unsettling.”
Researchers have confirmed details from the Sverris Saga using ancient DNA analysis of a body found at Sverresborg Castle. The study combined history, archaeology, and modern genetics, providing insights into the Well-man’s identity and ancestry while setting a new standard for future research on historical figures.
A passage in the Norse Sverris Saga, an 800-year-old account of King Sverre Sigurdsson, details a military raid that took place in AD 1197. During this attack, a body was thrown into a well at Sverresborg Castle, located near Trondheim in central Norway, likely in an effort to poison the main water supply for the local population.
A new study published in the Cell Press journal iScience on October 25 describes how researchers used ancient DNA to corroborate the events of the saga and discover details about the “Well-man,” blending history and archaeology with science and setting a precedent for future research on historical figures.
“This is the first time that a person described in these historical texts has actually been found,” says Professor Michael D. Martin of the Norwegian University of Science and Technology’s University Museum in Trondheim, Norway. “There are a lot of these medieval and ancient remains all around Europe, and they’re increasingly being studied using genomic methods.”
In 1938, bones were found in the well at Sverresborg Castle, but researchers at the time lacked the tools to do much aside from visual analysis. Now, radiocarbon dating and advanced gene-sequencing technology have allowed researchers to craft a more intricate picture of who the Well-man was. Radiocarbon dating confirmed that the body is approximately 900 years old, and studies conducted in 2014 and 2016 confirmed that the body belonged to a male who was between 30 and 40 years old at the time of death.
Complexity Beyond Historical Texts
“The text is not absolutely correct—what we have seen is that the reality is much more complex than the text,” says archaeologist Anna Petersén of the Norwegian Institute of Cultural Heritage Research in Oslo, Norway.
“We can corroborate what actually happened in a more neutral way,” says Dr. Martin Rene Ellegaard of the Norwegian University of Science and Technology. As part of his work toward a doctoral degree, Ellegaard used samples of a tooth obtained from the Well-man’s skeleton to sequence his genome. Using this information, the team was able to ascertain that he most likely had blue eyes and blond or light-brown hair, and his ancestors likely hailed from the southernmost Norwegian county of present-day Vest-Agder.
The researchers were able to draw conclusions about the Well-man’s ancestry thanks to a large amount of reference data from the genomes of modern-day Norwegians made available through a collaboration with Professor Agnar Helgason at deCODE Genetics in Iceland. “Most of the work that we do is reliant on having reference data,” says Ellegaard. “So the more ancient genomes that we sequence and the more modern individuals that we sequence, the better the analysis will be in the future.”
“Those reference data are literally thousands of genomes of modern Norwegians and many thousands of other European genomes,” says Martin.
However, this technology has its limitations, as sampling the Well-man’s genome required removing the outer surface from his tooth—to avoid contamination from those who had handled it in non-sterile environments, such as during excavation—and grinding the tooth into a powder. This means that the sample can no longer be used for further tests, and researchers were not able to get data on any pathogens the Well-man may have been carrying at his time of death.
“It was a compromise between removing surface contamination of the people who have touched the tooth and then removing some of the possible pathogens … there are lots of ethical considerations,” says Ellegaard. “We need to consider what kind of tests we’re doing now because it will limit what we can do in the future.”
The researchers say that they would like to test samples from other historical figures. “The important Norwegian Saint Olaf is thought to be buried somewhere in Trondheim Cathedral,” says Martin, “so I think that if eventually his remains are uncovered, there could be some effort to describe him physically and trace his ancestry using genetic sequencing.”
Speaking to this new technique of blending of history and science, Petersén concludes, “It’s a fantastic result on what Ellegaard and Martin’s method can bring to archaeology in such a strange or rare context like this is.”
Source: Sci Tech Daily
Strange Familiars writes “It’s a Halloween bonus episode for everyone! During their second trip to the Witch Diggers’ property, Timothy, Jon Darby, and Tyler Strand interviewed a man in a nearby cabin who has been experiencing weird activity coming from the woods around him: whoops, tree knocks, tree breaks, unknown language, and strange laughter. He also observed large, red eyes, glaring at him from the trees.”
The encounter took place in the late 70’s A listener writes “I grew up in a rural area of western KY mostly farm ground with hills, overgrown thickets and old oil field roads. There was a wooded place that joined farm ground with a access road that led to a old oil pump jack site in a cul de sac type clearing, it was a place guys would take 4wds to try to get hung up or goof around drink beer or take girls riding at night to try scare them.
One night some other guys and I drove back in this spot probably midnight or later messing around had parked trucks 3 I think and decided to walk up into the wooded area to explore which we had never done.
We had lights and kind of paired up to form a sort of arrow figure point. My partner took left flank with the point pair maybe 25-30ft ahead right flank maybe 40 ft from us we could see their lights and at first going was pretty easy until we came to a section that seemed like a overgrown wall we worked thru the thick brush stopping at times to listen in the night as we had began to lose sight of the others lights but could hear them from time to time or catch a glimpse of their lights.
During one stop I can’t recall if I or my partner heard first what sounded like children playing on a school yard, we said to each other that can’t be out in this woods nothing around at 1 or 2 am. The noise seemed faint or distant but we heard them as it was a clear cool early October night.
As we worked thru the brush some more we recognized a voice from the point shouting out CATCH OR GRAB THAT SON OF A BUCK or something close to it after which there was confusion we could others trying to run forward their lights bouncing in the night as my partner made our way forward we were sweeping the area with our light looking for movement and thinking it was one of our company pranking on us we gave chase as best we could for the growth at one point we hear a large splash soon followed by another we discovered there was a creek on this property we didn’t know was there.
When my partner and I got to the creek one of the guys in point and one on right flank were climbing out we asked the point voice what he saw he said a black shape was laying down and stood up and ran. He kept saying it’s a man, it’s a man, he was wearing a pack like a soldier he said it wasn’t particularly tall or no taller than us. We regrouped at the creek talked a bit each pair blaming the other for a prank and all denied any part we made our way back to the trucks and stood around the bed of one each going over what happened or what they saw my partner and I were the only ones to bring up the kids playing when at once we hear whomp whom whom on the side of one of the trucks behind us some including me quickly ran down to that truck but found or saw nothing still blaming each other for pranking we went back to the first truck where the others were and things began to settle back down then we hear the same beating sounding like it’s right at the truck we standing around and many of us could see the truck shake.
It was enough to make everyone scramble for a truck and tear out of there as fast as we could this the basic story so none of us ever made a positive sighting no one at that time ever even thought about sasquatch.”
A listener writes “Hello Wes, My buddy Marty introduced me to your show while we were staying in a remote area of British Columbia Canada at Wells Grey Provincial Park. Great vacation – saw over 30 waterfalls! At night we would listen to your show. Really enjoyed it. I had an experience I shared with Marty and we both thought I should share with you.
It was summer of 1986. I was living outside of Seattle in a hotel for work, did not know anyone but being an adventurous guy from Missouri, I spent my weekends backpacking the Pacific NW. In my 20’s and in my physical prime, looked for challenges. Most of my backpack trips were throughout the Cascades and Olympic Mountains, by myself! Never feared much (until one nerve racking experience near Denali in Alaska but that’s another story).
I had driven up to Sunrise on the NE side of Mount Rainier to backpack to Frozen Lake at the base of Mount Fremont (7214‘ msl) on the flanks of Mt Rainier. I was standing next to my Ford Bronco II getting my pack ready and had a guy walk up to me and ask me if I was a caver. I told him yes. He ask me about my license plate that had the National Speleological Society (NSS) on it and bat stickers on my rear window. He said he was a caver originally from Indiana. I told him about the Cave I own in Arkansas (Ennis Cave, Stone County Arkansas), 7 miles long, 100’ waterfall, large chambers, underground rivers and lakes – very cool. We hit it off and he ask where I was going. His name was Randy as well and he was with his wife Laura and we were going to the same place and he ask me to join him. I said sure and the 3 of us headed out.
We were the only ones backpacking that area. We settled in above the lake (you must stay away from the lake to protect it). It was about midnight and my friend Randy told me him and Laura were going to sit at the lake and watch for wildlife. I tagged along. We sat leaning up against a large log at one end of the lake. There was a full moon and the reflection of Mt Rainier was beautifully displayed on the lake surface of the lake. We sat there quiet for about 30 minutes when a large, walking upright animal came out of the trees on the other end of the lake, walked down by the lake and stopped looking directly across the lake (~200 feet) at where we were sitting. No one said anything, we just stared and watch this thing standing quietly without moving for at least 10 minutes. No doubt in our mind we say a very large animal walking on 2 legs, lots of moonlight to display it. Could not tell details like if it was hairy or what color it was.
After it turned and walked back into the trees my friend Randy turned to me and said “do you know what that was”. Before I could say anything his wife Laura said “that was Sasquatch!” I felt the same way. We were still pretty speechless not knowing how to process what we just say. We decided to head to the tents and investigate in the morning. I did not sleep much that night, nor did Randy and Laura. Naturally we heard all kinds of noises and I was on edge. Woke up to the ground shaking around me thinking there was an earthquake in the mountain being it’s a dormant volcano – it was a heard of elk moving past us to the meadow to feed as the sun was coming up. What a beautiful sight.
After we ate breakfast, we went down to the lake to look around. We looked at the trees behind where it was standing to size it up – thinking it was 7-8 feet tall. Found no tracks and noticed the ground was such we weren’t leaving tracks either so no surprise. No evidence it had been there to me and I’m not an expert on such things.
In summary, I’m not sure what we saw. I do know it was NOT human, walked on 2 feet, around 7-9 feet tall, moves slow and methodically, and left no evidence except for 3 people seeing it from about 200’ away for 10 minutes so it wasn’t a flash by experience. No smells and not sure the direction of the wind or if any, no sound, just the full moon across a small lake showing the nonhuman creature in the moonlight. I know what I believe it was but have no other proof other than my experience.”
A listener sent this to me. Note sure what to make of it, I have the video set to skip ahead to 20:38. The listener who sent it to me writes “I just watched this video and found it quite interesting…I’m curious to what you think of it…
Here is the original video in case you cant see the google Video…
Just FF to 20:45…
A listener writes “Good evening Wes, I listened to Ep 873, David Tribute. His description of the relief has compelled me to reach out to you.
Short Version: Early 2000s/2010s, southeast Alabama. Hunting with my Dad and Brother, I believe I shot one within 3-4 feet of me, but it tore off like a Mac truck up the pine ridge.”
Spoke to David and he is willing to come on the show. He said he was hunting with his father and brother when he came upon this creature. In fear he shot it. He said the scream/roar that came out of this thing vibrated his body. His father and brother heard the vocalization and said they felt it as much as they heard it.
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A listener writes “Good evening Wes, I listened to Ep 873, David Tribute. His description of the relief has compelled me to reach out to you.
Short Version: Early 2000s/2010s, southeast Alabama. Hunting with my Dad and Brother, I believe I shot one within 3-4 feet of me, but it tore off like a Mac truck up the pine ridge.”
Spoke to David and he is willing to come on the show. He said he was hunting with his father and brother when he came upon this creature. In fear he shot it. He said the scream/roar that came out of this thing vibrated his body. His father and brother heard the vocalization and said they felt it as much as they heard it.
A Flash Of Beauty writes “After a chance encounter in Bandon, Oregon Jose Nuñez’s life would never be the same. A few weeks prior Harold and Cody both witnessed something that changed them forever, Harold knew he had to immortalize the memory in his mind and Jose was the perfect person to bring them to life.”
A listener writes “Hey was long time fan, I went from not believing in sasquatch to investigating sasquatch and taking reports to meeting a man who taught me how to call them and feed them on a regular basis because of your show.
I would tell my story here but it is far to long and complicated for one email. Spoke to the witness who had a couple of strange things happen to him in Ohio and he has agreed to come on the show. He said he was beyond skeptical about Bigfoot until he had a couple of strange encounters and one incident that still bothers him.”
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A listener writes “I recently picked up my bow to go hunting for whitetail after about a 15 year hiatus. I have moved to Columbia SC from NC . But I was raised in the mountains of West Virginia.
We’re I was hunting in SC was part of the urban hunting that was provided almost in the city right on the outskirts I had moved to a apartment and found 15 acres were there were at least 6 deer on it. 4 does and two bucks was what I have seen. Now this was last October. I was hunting from the ground and I had 4 does run by me very spooked and then 3 of those deer ran back by me.
As I was sitting there I noticed that there was what I thought was a wild hog on the ground about 50 yards away from me. As I struggled to see what it was ,looking back I believe this animal was fazing into our reality because it was hard to make out details I saw me and almost wispily raised to its feet it was not a hog .
It started coming to me and I was scared as hell so I started barking like a dog . It just stood there for what seemed like an eternity. So once it stopped coming to me I stopped the ridiculous barking.
I heard a loud scream off in the distance and it took off. I don’t know what I saw but I think it was a Bigfoot.”
A listener writes “It was August, 2 years ago. I was camping in the Beartooth wilderness in Montana, with a group of my dads High School buddies. It was around 7:46 at night, so just when the sun was setting on the campground we were in.
There was a meadow area in the campground, surrounded by pretty thick woods. It was dark, dusky-like in the trees, but a good amount of light in the meadow. We were at a campfire, which was on the edge of the woods. We were all sitting around, having a jolly good time , but while one guy was talking, we heard several hooting noises.
They were deep, definitely not an owl, and we heard heavy breathing. Now, we were in Montana. We aren’t stupid. We assumed it was a bear. We stood with our backs to the fire, and raised our arms over our heads and hollered. We also got out our bear spray. The howling stopped, but the grunting continued, but it sounded like it was getting further away.
From the corner of his eye, the guy on the opposite side said he saw a large, ape-like creature running/crawling/shuffling away. As we were hiking away 3 days later, we heard more hooting, which followed us for about .5 miles, until several guys let off some shots from some pistols.
Thanks for hearing me out man. If you could, I dunno, tell me something like “that was definitely not a sasquatch” that would help me and my buddies.”
From The Shadows writes “Authors Leslie and Steven Shaw join us to talk about their book and new documentary that details a lifetime of alien abductions.”
A listener writes “I am from Australia and this September just gone, I took time off work and travelled to Canada to visit my son who is working in Whistler BC.
During my visit, my son had to work on a few of the days I was there and I was left to do my own thing. I had been up to Blackcomb Peak on the gondola a couple of times and I saw the “Ascent Trail” that ended by the gondola station at the top. Being a bit out of shape and in my mid-fifties, I thought that going up would be a huge challenge, but going down might be a bit easier and something I could brag about with my friends and family.
On the Wednesday I was there I caught the gondola up, had something to eat for lunch at the cafe at the summit. About 1pm I shouldered my backpack (with water and some snacks in it) and started down the trail. The first couple of people I passed mentioned the trail did get a bit steep and to be careful. I thanked them, walked on and then promptly fell on my butt and slid a few feet down the trail. I got up and dusted myself and kept going.
On the way down I met a hiker coming up and chatted with him. He was a local and I asked about the bushes on the trail and the fruit on them. He said they were wild blueberries and quite safe to eat. After a brief chat, he kept heading up and I kept heading down.
A little while later as I headed down I heard some noise to my right and when I looked, I could see a bear foraging in a little glade of blackberry bushes, maybe 10 to 15 meters off the trail. I was excited as this was the first time I had seen a bear. I did not feel scared or apprehensive at all. The bear was too busy eating berries to consider putting me on the menu. So, I snapped a couple of pictures and walked thinking about the excitement of telling my son I had seen a bear.
I crossed the first dirt road that the trail goes over as you come down and I passed a couple of ladies heading up the trail and mentioned to them about the bear, which they were thankful for. The trail then flattened out for a good 300 metres and this is where things turned strange. As I walked into that flat area I could hear a tap tap tap sound coming from midway up a couple of big trees. It kept going with 2 or 4 taps at a time. I then realised I was hearing a woodpecker. More excitement welled in me as I got to see my first live wild woodpecker. I stopped and listened and managed to snap a couple of pictures, although they were so zoomed in you could barely make the bird out.
I walked on a bit further and realised that the whole forest had gone quiet. I didn’t really think that much of it as I had enjoyed the silence of the mountains and peaks around Whistler over the last few days. Then I felt this low rumble in my lower gut, like you can get when the bass note of music is low. I felt it enough to stop for a moment and take stock of myself. I felt it again and that’s when I realised what I was hearing was a very very low growl, the type that comes the back of an animal’s throat. The only other sound I have ever heard that was in any way similar to it is the grunting growl a Koala makes. I started to take a look around me as I was worried that the bear I had seen a few minutes earlier may have worked its way further down the mountain. As I looked around I saw movement off to the left just on the tree line, about 15 meters (45 feet) from me.
It took me a moment to register that what I was looking at was standing on 2 legs and wasn’t a bear. What I was seeing was a large creature, maybe 2.5 meters (7.5 feet) tall and partly obscured by the trunk of one of the bigger trees. It was covered in hair, with broad shoulders and a head but no neck that I could see. I had been snapping pictures on my phone all day but when I saw this creature I didn’t even think of taking a picture, in fact, I didn’t really think at all I was rooted to the spot and couldn’t move. It felt like I was there for ages but it could not have been very long at all. The creature stared at me for a short time, kind of huffed to itself and then turned and walked away back into the trees and away from the trail. I lost sight of it pretty quickly as it blended in really well with the trunks of the trees, the moss and underbrush. Then I kinda got my sense back, had a bit of a panic moment and realised all I could do was get down that trail as quick as possible, and that’s what I did. I worked my way down he trail until I reached the midway gondola station, got on a gondola, got back to the village and my hotel room as quick as I could.
I honestly believe I saw a sasquatch that day, not a giant one like some people describe, a smaller one and from the amount of grey I could see in the hair around his face and shoulder, probably an old one. I think I disturbed him doing something (what I have no idea) but he was not that upset as to charge me, instead, he growled and gave the same sort of exasperated huff that I have given my kids at times and turned and walked off from the annoyance that was me.”
Strange Familiars writes “Nicole and Michele stop by to tell us about a UFO landing in Carbondale, Pennsylvania and the Carbondalien Festival celebrating the event. Jesse returns to the show to share her grandparents’ stories from Appalachia – including something that might have been a bigfoot, pre-cognitive events, and more.”
The moon-eyed people are a legendary group of short, bearded white-skinned people who are said to have lived in Appalachia until the Cherokee expelled them. Stories about them, attributed to Cherokee tradition, are mentioned by early European settlers in America. In a 1797 book, Benjamin Smith Barton explains they are called “moon-eyed” because they saw poorly during the day.
Some stories claim they created the area’s pre-Columbian ruins, and they disappeared from the area.[Barton cited as his source a conversation with Colonel Leonard Marbury, an early settler of Georgia. Marbury, a Revolutionary War officer and a Congressman in the Second Provincial Congress of Georgia (1775), acted as intermediary between Native American Indians in the state of Georgia and the United States government.
Published accounts of an ancient moon-eyed people who lived in the southern Appalachian region of the United States before the Cherokee came into the area have appeared in America since the late 18th century. Sources disagree as to the accuracy of the stories, whether or not the stories are an authentic part of Cherokee oral tradition; whether the people existed or were mythical; whether they were indigenous peoples or early European explorers; and whether or not they built certain prehistoric structures found in the region.
Different ideas about the people have appeared in letters, newspapers, and books for over two hundred years. Stories about the era before widespread European settlement were published by early European settlers of America, who became interested in the native people and old ruins in America. Among the earliest people to mention the legend are Benjamin Smith Barton, who wrote that he had heard a story from Leonard Marbury, about ancient moon-eyed people; and John Sevier, who told of an ancient white race, according to later published sources who mention Sevier’s letters. Barton, Marbury, and Sevier lived during the era when the lower Appalachians were still part of the Cherokee Nation, before the Trail of Tears. Later human-interest articles mention Barton.
The Dutch Safety Board has signaled that it will be accepting reports of UAPs by aviation professionals. Given the increasing amount of attention the UFO phenomenon has been receiving in the US in recent years, it is perhaps no surprise that authorities in countries outside of the United States would also begin to take the topic more seriously as well – especially with regard to any risks that such objects might pose to aircraft within their airspace.
Earlier this month, for example, the Dutch Safety Board made a move to suggest that it would now be accepting reports of Unidentified Aerial Phenomena (UAPs) by ‘aviation professionals’.
The board, which runs independently of the Dutch government, is responsible for investigating any serious accidents that occur in the Netherlands, whether that be on the ground or in the air. As such, reports of encounters with unknown aerial vehicles is of legitimate concern.
The news that the board would be taking the subject more seriously came following its correspondence with UFO group UAP Coalition Netherlands.
“As a Coalition, we are pleased to report that the OVV (Dutch Safety Board) has indicated that it wants to receive reports of UAP from Dutch aviation professionals,” the coalition wrote.
“Airspace can be endangered by experiences with UAP, so it is positive that an independent administrative body wants to gain more insight into this and takes reports seriously.”
“We see this as recognition and an important step towards achieving our goal.”
Source: Sentinel News