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A listener writes “I lived in Washington many years ago and had two possible encounters. The first took place near Chehalis, where I was living in a wooded area. On several evenings, I heard heavy, bipedal footsteps moving through the trees, along with repeated tree knocking. The sounds were deliberate and unsettling, and they happened more than once.

The second encounter was more definitive and occurred near Leavenworth. One evening, something at least seven feet tall crossed the road directly in front of me. It was completely black and crossed a two-lane road in no more than four steps.

These events happened roughly fifty years ago, when I was in my twenties.

At the time, I had a friend who lived about a mile away near Chehalis. He was a very logical, serious man, not prone to exaggeration or belief in the unusual. When I told him about what I had experienced, he told me plainly that it was Bigfoot. He then shared that he and his brother had both had two encounters of their own a few years earlier.”

A listener writes “I had an encounter in 2023. My dad is a horse veterinarian, and at the time I was at his clinic in North Carolina. Behind the clinic there’s a large hill, and while I was looking in that direction, I saw something run across it.

It was incredibly tall around seven feet with its entire body covered in hair. It didn’t look human at all. The hair was gray, and its face strongly resembled that of an ape rather than a man. The way it moved was fast and powerful, and the sight of it stuck with me.

I also want to share a separate experience from my friend, Corbin, who gave me permission to tell his story. Corbin and his family were camping in a tent at Cades Cove in Blount County, Tennessee. Late one night, Corbin woke up after hearing heavy footsteps outside the tent. He was the only one in his family who woke up.

He slowly unzipped the tent and looked outside. What he saw immediately caught his attention large, gray, furry hands touching the campsite grill. When he looked up, he realized the figure attached to those hands was massive, far larger than his father, who is over six feet tall. The encounter only lasted a moment, but it left a lasting impression on him.

Thank you for allowing me to share both my experience and Corbin’s.”

ThinkerThunker writes “This is the proof part (episode two) of the family from East Texas who submitted their, not just Bigfoot vocalizations, but multiple tracks and and FLIR footage of what they believe is proof that a family of Bigfoot have moved onto their and their neighbor’s property. See what you think.”

The Beast of Trinity Texas – As a small town in East Texas unravels, murders point to evidence of a mythical beast. A war veteran turned sheriff and his team must navigate a web of deception spun by money, power, and greed in hopes of saving the people of Trinity.

I will be speaking to Terry Weaver, filmmaker and the Executive Producer of The Beast of Trinity Texas. Terry told me he did not believe in Bigfoot before the film. While making the film he interviewed eyewitnesses who had seen the creature. It was during those interviews Terry said “These people are not lying, they saw something.”

The Beast of Trinity Texas – As a small town in East Texas unravels, murders point to evidence of a mythical beast. A war veteran turned sheriff and his team must navigate a web of deception spun by money, power, and greed in hopes of saving the people of Trinity.

It is available now on Prime.

The show will be posted by 6pm PST. Tonight we will be speaking to John. John writes “I own property in Wisconsin, been in the family since the 50’s.
 
I’ve seen some really strange things, and heard some weird stories from family members who have also. I’ve seen lights, footprints, growls, and one Bigfoot sighting.  This property is really special.”

John is still living on the property today.

UAMN TV writes “Travis Walton reveals the truth behind the world’s most famous UFO abduction. From missing time and non-human beings to government pressure and Hollywood distortions, this interview exposes what really happened beyond Fire in the Sky.”

The Travis Walton Encounter: Five Days Missing in the Arizona Wilderness

On the night of November 5, 1975, in the remote forests of northeastern Arizona, a young logger named Travis Walton vanished under circumstances so bizarre that even seasoned law enforcement officers struggled to explain them.

What followed was a five-day disappearance, multiple eyewitnesses, failed polygraph tests, national media attention, and a mystery that remains one of the most scrutinized alleged alien abduction cases in history.

The Logging Crew

Travis Walton was working with a seven-man logging crew in the Apache Sitgreaves National Forest, near the small town of Snowflake, Arizona. The men were racing against the clock to complete a logging contract and were already behind schedule.

As dusk fell, the crew packed up and piled into their truck to head home. That’s when something unusual caught their attention.

The Light in the Trees

As the truck bounced along a forest road, the men noticed a strange glowing object hovering ahead among the trees. Described as disc-shaped, emitting a bright bluish-green light, the object appeared to be floating silently just above the forest floor.

Against the protests of the others, Travis insisted on getting closer.

He stepped out of the truck and walked toward the object, stopping roughly 20 feet away.

Suddenly, a brilliant beam of light shot from the craft and struck him in the chest.

The impact threw Travis backward through the air, slamming him into the ground.

Panic in the Truck

Believing Travis had been killed, the rest of the crew panicked.

Fearing they would be blamed or worse that the object might turn on them next, the men fled the scene in terror. After driving several miles, guilt overcame fear, and they turned back.

But Travis was gone.

There was no body. No blood. No sign of where he had landed.

Only silence.

A Missing Man Case

The crew reported Travis missing to local authorities that night. Almost immediately, suspicion turned toward the men themselves.

The sheriff’s department treated the case as a potential homicide. The crew members were interrogated extensively. Search parties scoured the forest. Helicopters were deployed.

Nothing was found.

As days passed, public suspicion grew. Many believed the men had killed Travis and invented the UFO story to cover it up.

Five Days Later

On the morning of November 10, 1975, five days after his disappearance, Travis Walton reappeared.

Disoriented, dehydrated, and shaken, he was found near a phone booth in Heber, Arizona, miles from where he vanished.

He called his brother.

Travis was alive.

Travis’s Account

According to Travis, after being struck by the beam, he awoke inside a strange environment resembling a small room with metallic walls.

Around him stood short, hairless humanoid beings with large, dark eyes beings he described as gray and child-sized. Panicked, Travis fought them off and fled deeper into the craft.

He eventually encountered human-looking figures wearing helmets. One of them placed a mask over his face, and Travis lost consciousness.

When he awoke again, he was lying on the side of a road.

Five days had passed.

The Polygraph Tests

To counter accusations of hoax or murder, both Travis and the logging crew submitted to multiple polygraph examinations.

Several of the crew reportedly passed tests administered by different examiners. While polygraphs are controversial and not definitive proof, the results added weight to the mystery.

Public Scrutiny and Skepticism

The case exploded into the national spotlight. Skeptics pointed to possible motivations, including financial incentives and attention. Believers noted the consistency of the crew’s stories and the personal toll the incident took on their lives.

Unlike many alleged abductees, Travis did not seek fame immediately. The ordeal strained relationships, invited ridicule, and followed him for decades.

A Case That Won’t Fade

The Travis Walton encounter became the basis for books, documentaries, and the 1993 film Fire in the Sky. While the film dramatized elements of the story, the core incident remains unchanged: a man disappeared for five days after approaching a mysterious craft and multiple witnesses stood by their account.

Whether viewed as extraterrestrial contact, a psychological event, or an elaborate hoax, the Travis Walton case endures because it refuses to neatly resolve.

Decades later, the forest road in Arizona remains just another stretch of wilderness.

But for those who know the story, it’s a place where something impossible may have happened and where certainty vanished along with a man who stepped into the light.

A listener writes “I wanted to share a possible encounter I had in Vietnam. Earlier this year, I completed a four-day, three night backpacking trek through Son Doong Cave the largest cave in the world located deep within the remote Phong Nha–Kẻ Bàng National Park in central Vietnam.

While we never actually saw anything unusual, we heard unexplained noises, and more importantly, the behavior and comments from the guides and porters stood out as the most unsettling part of the experience.

The first night, at our initial campsite, I woke around 11 p.m. and noticed one of the porters standing near the cave entrance, slowly scanning the cave wall with a flashlight. Several people later reported hearing multiple loud “rock fall” sounds throughout the night. When we asked about it the next morning, the explanation we were given was that the sounds were caused by a porter slapping his sleeping mat against the ground, and that the flashlight was being used to scare water buffalo away from the cave entrance. Neither explanation matched what we heard or saw, and both felt deeply unsatisfying.

On the third day, we hiked into a section of the cave where the river runs underground, preventing the seasonal flooding found in earlier areas. Eventually, we reached a massive opening known as the “Garden of Edam” a lush, jungle-filled chamber with an opening high above, but no accessible route in or out on foot.

In addition to the entrance and exit used for the trek, there is a third, very large cave opening in this area. The guides told us they had never accessed it. At different times, they offered different reasons: once saying cave formations blocked entry, another time claiming the area was impassable due to heavy mud. I noticed extremely thick green vegetation stretching from the rim of that opening all the way upward into the canopy.

While in this jungle section, the guides pointed out bird carcasses and cracked snail shells they said they had found nearby.

That night, we camped just inside the entrance to the Garden of Edam. Before bed, the guides casually mentioned without being prompted that if we heard what sounded like a crying baby during the night, we should ignore it. At first, they said it was a large bird. Later, when I asked again, they changed the explanation to a giant flying squirrel call. That night was also the only time during the entire trek when the porters placed their tents on both sides of ours, essentially surrounding the group.

Once everyone went to sleep, I almost immediately heard a loud sound resembling two rocks being clacked together. This continued intermittently throughout the night, from roughly 11 p.m. until 4 a.m. When I asked the guide about it the next day, he suggested it was water dripping onto a metal stool an explanation that didn’t fit at all, as the sound was extremely loud and sharp, not anything like dripping water.

I also asked whether he had heard the “baby crying” sounds. He told me he had woken up around 3 a.m. and listened but hadn’t heard anything. Meanwhile, another person in camp reported waking up to use the bathroom during the night and seeing someone awake with a flashlight, seemingly watching over the camp.

After the trek, the guides shared a story about the first explorer of Son Doong Cave, which was only discovered in the 1990s. According to them, while he was exploring the cave, sticks began flying through the air and striking him. At first, he scolded his porters, thinking they were playing a prank until he realized it was a “monkey” throwing the sticks.

Our group was only the tenth to pass through the cave since flood season had ended, meaning that if anything lived in the unexplored cave area, it would have experienced months of complete isolation before suddenly being exposed to human activity again.

Based on everything that happened, I’ve begun to theorize that this may have been a Rock Ape encounter. If something like that exists there, I believe it primarily inhabits the cave entrance the guides claimed has never been accessed. From that location, it would have access to both the cave system and the surrounding mountains, where animals like goats, cattle, deer, and wild hogs are present. The environment would be ideal protected from the elements, cool in the summer, warm in the winter, constant access to water, abundant food, and very few humans.

I also suspect the cave team may be aware of its presence and have prepared explanations for tourists who report rock falls, rock clacking, or baby-like cries at night. This tour operator is the only group permitted to run expeditions through Son Doong, and they would be heavily incentivized to keep something like this quiet. Each expedition consists of around 30 people, so whatever is there likely wouldn’t risk a direct confrontation but it could certainly express displeasure through nighttime activity once the camp settled down.

I’m very curious if you’ve heard from other listeners about similar experiences in Vietnam. I know there were numerous Rock Ape reports from soldiers during the Vietnam War, and there was a fairly well-known footprint found within this same national park. Beyond that, I haven’t found much in my own research and that silence is almost as interesting as the experience itself.”

A listener writes “I’m from Arkansas, and in the fall of 2021 I was bow hunting in an area I knew well though it had always felt a little “off.” The land was a steep, hilly pine plantation, about 40-year-old trees with deep draws running through it. I was hunting out of a climbing stand in the evening, just before Halloween, with roughly an 800-yard walk to my spot.

I climbed into the stand around 2 p.m., planning to sit until dark like I had many times before. About 50 yards from my location was a small mountain, and on its slope were three piles of rocks each about the size of a grave site. The rocks didn’t match anything naturally found in the area, and I’d noticed them on previous hunts.

The evening was slow. I didn’t see a single whitetail until about 30 minutes before dark, when I heard an owl hooting roughly 100 yards in front of me. That alone wasn’t unusual, but what stood out was that it was the only sound in the woods. Almost immediately after the owl started calling, everything else went dead silent. At the time I didn’t think much of it, but looking back it felt like a warning.

I’ve been in the woods since I could walk. I’ve dealt with crackheads, reckless hunters, alligators, snakes, bears pretty much anything you can run into out there. So when the woods went quiet, I noticed it, but it didn’t alarm me.

About 15 minutes before dark, I got that unmistakable feeling of being watched. My hair stood on end, and I knew something was in the area. Still, I stayed put, thinking I was at the top of the food chain. I didn’t have a firearm with me only my bow which is a mistake I don’t usually make.

Then the owl that had gone silent suddenly flew straight at me and landed in the tree directly above my stand, making an excessive amount of noise. That had never happened to me before. At that point, I figured I might just be working myself up, but I decided it was time to climb down.

By the time I hit the ground, it was nearly dark, and I had a long walk back to my truck. As soon as I started moving, I took one of my arrows out and kept it in my hand not sure why, but it felt necessary.

About 30 yards into the walk, moving through fairly thick woods, I heard footsteps behind me, roughly 15 yards back. I told myself it was just my imagination and kept walking, but the steps started getting closer. After about 100 yards, I stopped and turned around. Nothing was there.

The moment I started walking again, the footsteps started too.

This happened a second time. That’s when I picked up into a slight jog and whatever was behind me matched my speed. I stopped again, angry and on edge, turned around, and again saw nothing. I still had about 400 yards to go.

I broke into a full sprint. Whatever it was followed me step for step, about 10 yards behind. The footsteps weren’t heavy, but they matched mine exactly. I’m a big guy 6’2”, around 260 and the sound was identical to my own movement.

I finally crossed a creek about 10 feet wide, and the moment I did, the pursuit stopped. I don’t know why it stopped there, but I didn’t slow down. I ran the remaining 200 yards straight to my truck.

To this day, I don’t know what chased me. I don’t believe it was any animal I’m familiar with if it was an animal at all.”

Strange Familiars writes “Rachel relates stories of a shared experience with her sister involving a demon-like entity, an unsettling weekend tied to a tarot reading, a haunted house, and encounters in dreams.”

Salish Sasquatch writes “Thomas Sewid and his wife, Peggy Seaview, invite us to their home to share their new, private collection of footprint casts before the casts are made available for public viewing at the sasquatchthelegend.com store & museum in Forks, Washington.”

From The Shadows writes “The story that launched the From The Shadows Podcast: A Judge shares his Dogman encounter. On an Ohio country road in the 1980s, a teenager was out for a run one August evening. What he experienced changed his life forever.

That teenage boy, now a judge, joins us to tell his story of being stalked from a cornfield by a creature that wasn’t supposed to exist.”

A listener writes “I am 60 years old a retired teacher, a business owner, and, after returning to school later in life, now a paralegal.

My interest in unexplained phenomena began with a personal experience from my childhood in southwest Michigan, where I grew up on a farm. One night, I witnessed strange lights in the woods, and around the same time, I heard something I have never been able to explain.

When I tried to tell my parents about it, they dismissed what I heard as a deer caught in the electric fence. I trusted their judgment and never mentioned it again. Still, I have never forgotten the screams. At the time, I was certain someone was being murdered.

Over the years, I’ve heard foxes, bobcats, cougars even rabbits scream. I’ve searched endlessly online, listening to recordings of nearly every animal and bird I could find, trying to match the sound I heard that night. Nothing has ever come close.

The experience was deeply unsettling. The sound itself seemed to paralyze me with fear. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I felt physically sick to my stomach. There were only three screams, spaced out over time. The entire event lasted roughly twenty minutes and occurred in the middle of the night during the summer, sometime in the early 1980s. Unfortunately, because I tried so hard to forget it as a child, I no longer remember the exact year.

The lights are another part of this story. I saw them multiple times first as a teenager, again in my twenties, and once more in my thirties. Each time, they appeared as bright white lights hovering just above the treetops, completely silent. Strangely, I always seemed to know when they were there. I would run out onto the deck and watch as they traveled from east to west, moving out over the lake and then disappearing into the woods on the far shore.

These experiences have never left me. They have lingered quietly in the background of my life, always present. For most of my adult years, I’ve tried to understand what I witnessed and what I heard.

I was hoping you might be able to recommend reliable reading material or research sources. I truly want to understand what those screams were and what those strange lights might have been.”

I am working on getting this witness to come on the show. A listener writes “In 2021, I was living in Sacramento, California, but I had spent the night at my ex in-laws house in Camino, just outside of Placerville.

What happened to me mirrors the experiences of so many other witnesses.

I was driving from Camino to Stockton around 4:00 a.m. The sky was unbelievably clear that morning. It was still dark when I stepped outside, and before even getting into my car, I stood there for a minute or two just staring at the stars. They were so vivid and dramatic that they completely stopped me in my tracks.

The drive is about an hour and a half. Leaving Camino, you pass through winding mountain roads, then vineyards, then farmland before eventually hitting the city.

I was transitioning from the mountain area into the vineyard region. I couldn’t tell you the exact location unless I retraced the route I’ve never driven it again. I was coming around a slightly downhill S-curve when I saw it.

On the right side of the road stood a black, hairy, humanoid figure. It was holding a dead animal at about waist height with both hands. It looked like a bled-out pig, or possibly a large dog. The figure was roughly seven feet tall and had glowing, vivid red eyes.

My brain couldn’t fully process what I was seeing. Instinct took over and I floored the gas pedal.

I was driving an Audi A4 Turbo and it kept up with my car.

For several seconds, it stayed right there in my rearview mirror before disappearing. The way it moved is impossible to explain. It wasn’t running like anything human or animal. Its stride was smooth, swift, almost like it was floating or hovering completely effortless.

About thirty seconds later, I glanced down at my speedometer and realized I was doing 75–80 mph or more on a dark back road. I slowed down slightly, but I couldn’t relax my grip on the steering wheel. I wanted desperately to call my then husband, but I was terrified to look away or even consider turning around. I was frozen.

When I finally reached Stockton, I felt overwhelming relief. After my shift, I took the city route home to Sacramento and I quit that job.

I never made that commute again.

There were several reasons I quit, but seeing Sasquatch on my drive was one of the biggest ones even though it took me years to admit that to myself.

Does this story sound absolutely crazy to say out loud? Yes. I’m sure anyone hearing it thinks the same thing. It’s too unsettling to fully comprehend. I think part of the difficulty in accepting encounters like this is ego admitting that there is something out there far more powerful than modern man. But there is.

If that thing had wanted to take me that morning, it could have. Without question. Fortunately, it was holding a fresh kill. I didn’t sense a violent energy from it but I didn’t feel peace either.

I’m only on my third episode of your podcast, but the stories are nearly identical to mine. I had to share this.

Thank you for giving people like us a voice.”

The Clipper Mills audio comes from a real nighttime recording made in 2012 by people whose truck broke down in the Sierras. They captured eerie, extended screams and howls that many Bigfoot believers think could be vocalizations from an unknown creature.

In July 2012, a group of people traveling through the Sierra Nevada near Clipper Mills, California had their truck and boat trailer break down on a remote road with no cell service. While waiting there late at night, they recorded a series of strange and loud vocalizations the so-called Clipper Mills screams. According to the original uploader, the noises began around 10 p.m. and continued even after the camera was turned off. Their dogs reacted strongly to the sounds.

The clip was originally posted online in 2012 and became one of the longer and more widely circulated alleged Bigfoot audio recordings. Enthusiasts and cryptozoology blogs pointed to it as unusual because the sounds don’t clearly match typical known wildlife like coyotes or mountain lions, and the extended length (over 15 minutes) set it apart from many other alleged encounters.

Bigfoot and Beyond writes “Cliff Barackman, James “Bobo” Fay, and Matt Pruitt speak with Washington-based researcher and witness Larry Anderson! Larry has been searching for sasquatches for decades, and is here to discuss his experiences, findings, and much more!”

The confessionals writes “This week on Slingshot Nation, we pull back the curtain on the modern UFO narrative and ask a harder question: are we witnessing an alien invasion, or a carefully managed illusion designed to steer culture, economics, and belief?

From military encounters with objects that defy physics, to infrared footage of UAPs absorbing missile strikes without damage, the conversation explores firsthand testimony, government disclosures, and the strange consistency of “orb” phenomena that seem less like machines and more like something else entirely. The discussion weaves together battlefield encounters, advanced weapons speculation, and the growing global coordination around disclosure, raising concerns about who controls the story and why now.

As the episode unfolds, the focus shifts from the phenomena themselves to the narrative being built around them—Project Blue Beam theories, psychological and financial warfare, and warnings that “alien revelation” could justify sweeping global changes. The conversation challenges listeners to look past the spectacle and examine the messengers, motivations, and spiritual implications behind it all, asking whether this moment is less about visitors from the stars and more about deception, power, and a coming shift in how humanity understands reality itself.”