A listener writes “They are real! And they can be viscous!! When I was 15 in my tree stand, my dad and I built permanent stands on the far corners of the 10 acres that my paps cabin was on. He built then 22 feet off the ground! He had his reasons. There were no ladders, we used climbing spikes like pole man used to use to climb telephone poles.
Anyway I was 15 it was second day of buck season. It was around 7am. It was snowing so the sun wasnt out full like usual. I heard what sounded to me like a damn bull running through the thickets. There was a deer run just next to it. My stand was about 25-30 yards from where the deer run shot through the thickets. I had clear shots all around. Our stands were built 360 around two giant oak trees. Anyway I was seriously waiting to see a damn brama bull come plowing through this scrub. So I sat on the bench up there and figured whatever it is my chance of getting a buck were gone for next few hours. So I leaned back against the tree and put my 30.06 across my lap. My dad insisted we always loaded heavy with hollow points. My dad reloaded all out ammo. I’m not sure what grain he used in the shells. But I know you couldn’t buy them with that much grain powder in them.
Anyway. All sudden everything just goes silent. You know that Erie silence you hear when it is snowing. Like the snow absorbers all sound. No more birds, squirrels, nothing there was no sound. Lime mother nature hit the mute button. Then I saw movement. It was about 6 doe trying to sneak by. When they got near the thicket my jaw fucki g dropped. These doe jumped straight up in the air! And there legs were running in mid air as well. 4 doe sprinted away when the hoofs hit the ground. But what exploded out of the thorny thicket was these two massive BFs they were on top of these does in miliseconds grabbed them by the throats and snapped the does necks as if they were breaking g twigs! These monsters were both reddish brown. There faces were something out of nightmares. I froze. Did not move a muscle. I just watch as they threw these does probably about 150 pounds each over there should like I would have my book bag from school. And then they walked right under my stand. And stopped. Then what happened next it was all I could do not to piss myself. From right under me came this Un holy roar. That seemed to go on forever. The tree stand was vibrating from the sound waves. Then when the roast stopped, I heard the other go like humph!! And then they walked away with their prize over there shoulder. As they walked I watched them and it was if the trees swallowed them up and they were gone.
Next I heard running towards my stand, but it wasnt heavy. It was my dad. He ran to me when he heard the roar. He was running towards me with the intent to shoot anything to save me. My dad did three tours in Vietnam. He was running as if he was going into battle. I didnt recognize it when I was 15, but after my training in the Navy. I was a Navy Corpsman with 2nd Marine recon battalion out of camp legune NC.”
Denise F
Intense encounter.
Dads are heros, he would have taken on anything I bet!
Makes me wonder if dad knew what the roar was?
Very animalistic when you hear them ‘roar’ after their kill?!
Would make a good show!?
Christian L
Snowing in Florida?? I used to live there…possible but pretty rare.. maybe a typo? Other than that….bad a$$ encounter! Dad was a hero!
Brad D
DITTO….SNOW….lived there most of my life….could count on one hand the days……even in panhandle area…..hmmmmmmmmmm
Wes
It was PA. It was my mistake he lives in FL now and has some strange things going on his property.
winkatme
WES, Thanks for clearing that up. WINK
Christian L
Thanks for the correction Wes …I figured it was a typo. Hope he comes on the show. I had a couple odd but not definitive things happen while canoeing in a bayou near St. PETE of all places.
Nicole M
St Pete??!!! I want to hear about this one? I live in North Tampa but I spend a lot of my free time in St Pete. I’d love to read your story in the blog, or better yet, call Wes.
Donna R
Great Dad you have there. He was coming to protect his son at all costs. Great Dad.
Judy S
Where is the rest of the story…….did he tell hid Dad…….were there foot prints in the snow…???
Charles R
Of all Bigfoot encounters, – these folks that witness the Sasquatch hunting are some of the best for me. I hope he comes on the show and we learn more.
winkatme
HEY WES, Where in Floriduh is he? I’ve lived here since 1976 [20 miles west of Tampa on the gulf coast] Is he near the Georgia~FL border? I would love to hear his encounter and WHEN it happened. WINK
Amy H
Jeeze! This kid had nerves of steel. I hope he tells the story and we get to hear it!
Ulrike H
I hope he comes on the show. I’d love to hear more.
Rita S
Would like to hear more!
Kris T
S FL here, bout an hour north of Miami.
Yes they are here.
South central areas near JW Corbett and marshlands along Jog Road, heading west out of Palm Beach are notoriously nasty and are known prowling grounds for these ill tempered things, whatever they are.
If anyone wants to go scouting in that area, please go carefully and with numbers and arms.
Theodore B
im in pompano, lets go! i take my jeep out to corbett all the time
Nicole M
Scary encounter, hope he comes on the show. I’d love to hear the details and description of what he saw.
Lele S
I would love to hear this encounter on a show! Just amazing
Paula B
Would love to hear more.
This is a terrifying but awesome encounter.
Thanks!
Celia
Great story. Hope you can convince him to come on the show, Wes. You have to wonder if Dad had prior knowledge. 22-foot tree stands and heavy ammo for deer hunting…
Melinda J
Great story. Would love to hear the story on the SC show! Whew!!!
Rick C
Was this in the Apalachicola National Forrest? It has snowed there before bu very rare.
Todd W
Snow? Florida?
theresa m
This would be an amazing story to hear, Wes, if you can get this fellow on. St. Pete! My grands lived there for decades and they lived in an area that was reclaimed waterways. Their home was in a very populated area but on the outskirts of the neighborhoods was wetlands. We never heard anything or saw anything near their home. Thanks for the read.
Sharon K
It makes you wonder if his dad or grand dad knew something to have the tree stands so high and the heavy grain rounds. What a super dad ready to take on monsters to save his son. That would have given me nightmares for the rest of my life