A listener writes “I am from the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, was raised on a large sawmill/junkyard. Been hunting since I was old enough to carry a gun with my family, had a encounter with a sasquatch in 1984 when I was 15. It was about 35-40 yards away at its closest, it stood still long enough I turned the scope up to 9x and looked him right in the eyes which is a pretty good view starting at most 40 yards.
I heard him coming before I seen him, he was carrying a dead buck over his shoulder. Obviously in 1984 I never heard of bigfoot or sasquatch so I thought at first it was someone playing a trick, dressed up in a gorilla suit or something so I hollered at it. I surprised it. I know it didn’t know I was there by the way it reacted to me holling. Anyways that’s the basics of encounter. I will say this. I was sketchy about telling anybody. I never told nobody for probably 25 years, i sort of hinted around to family and other people that hunted there to see if they mention anything in which they didn’t. I still have only told less than 10 people including my 3 sons that still hunt the property today.”