Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I am an avid Overland camper and try yo get out at least once a month and go all over Washington state.  As I share this experience below I have never had any major uneasy camping experiences but this one was different.

8/30/25

Location Muddy creek area Gifford Pinchot- South East Mt St Helen’s

Elevation 1600 feet.

We were 2 days into our 180 mile trip to June Lake entering from hwy 12 in Randle wa, however we ended up not being able to get to where we wanted to go at the southern part of Mount Saint Helens due to a gate so we had to double back at about 5 o’clock in the evening Saturday 8/30/25. I found what looked like a jeep trail (Muddy Ravine) and we took it about 3 miles in it ended in a big grass meadow about the size big enough to fit six cars-

Now let me preface-

I have never had any kind of eerie feeling camping anywhere, and have lived and camped in Wa state my entire life, but this place made me feel very uncomfortable from the moment I drove  in, It was so silent that you could hear your ears ringing there is no bugs no birds nothing- my group discussed this multiple times through the evening.

Absolutely 100% Silent

I unhook my overland trailer from my jeep get it leveled and go to bed (Roof top tent)

I can’t go to sleep so I’m just laying there until about 11:45 in my RTT looking at pics I took from the day, Out of nowhere I hear two loud back to back Wood knocks or Rocks being hit together quickly followed immediately by what I can only explain what sounds like loud white noise/radio static coming from the woods behind and to the right of my tent within 10-15 feet from me inside the tree line But it’s broken and choppy – this goes on for 20 seconds or so.

The next thing that happens all within about a 2-3 min span of time is something physically pushes on the passenger rear side of my trailer with enough strength it moves my trailer about 4 inches. I laid there and listened, no sounds whatsoever of anything moving around, however I was on tall grass.

I could not move. I could not breathe. I had my pistol sitting on my chest, and I just laid there frozen for hours.

I believe I ended up falling asleep around 2-3am.

The next thing that happens is about 4:45 in the morning (Still dark) My buddy Cody is in a tent with his 5 year old daughter about 20 feet away yells out. Did you guys hear all this? There has been something around our camp inside the tree line moving all around us .. for the last couple hours, then there has been long drawn out, hooting/ howling between two creatures for close to 40 min straight one close to our camp and one across this valley and they are going back and forth and they’re trailing away from our camp. Cody was clearly shaken and Stated he has never been concerned camping in all his life but this time he was very uneasy. Pistol in hand. I then go on to tell him my ordeal.

We inspect the surroundings of my trailer, All the Grass -Everything behind my trailer was flattened as if something was traversing around my setup. I personally never heard any footsteps throughout encounter but the grass was very thick.

It was intense to say the least. Figured I would share

My 1st Experience

July/August 1996

Squaxin Island

Seafarm Cove

47°11’40″N 122°54’07″W

I would like to start out by prefacing that I cannot deny or confirm that what I saw was a Sasquatch or a physical being for that matter .

All I can say is what I and my close friend witnessed was unnatural.

It was the summer of 1996. I was about 14 years old. . I lived in Olympia, Washington basically the center of the Pacific Northwest in Washington state.

I was not into Bigfoot or any type of crypto at this point in time in my life and I never really tied this experience to a possible Sasquatch until late 2017 .

My mother was dating a native squaxin Island tribal member. And he began taking us to an island called Squaxin Island to go camping in all. I probably went there a total of six times.

This island is a massive island in the inlet of Olympia Washington. It is large and desolate. No roads, no lights, nothing man made other than a single ramshackle old house structure set back from the beach maybe 20-30 yards in the woods. This is the location where we would camp.

We would go out there with my mom’s boyfriend and multiple tribal members and stay for weekends at a time

They would always tell us about all the folklore of the island, stick Indians, Sasquatch etc. to  always get a rise out of us. I took it just like that was never concerned or scared in those regards.

This specific incident started when we went out there with my mom‘s boyfriend, my mom and my very close friend Kris. My mom‘s boyfriend dropped us at our campsite just the three of us and left to go gooey duck diving. He said he’d be back in a few hours and took off on his boat.

My mom, Kris, and I begin setting up camp and then like usual. Kris and I walked north along the beach to an old dock that ran parallel to the island over a cove that was inset into the island.  We would spend time there shooting into the water shooting at jellyfish, etc., with my 22 rifle.

On this day, as I remember, I was holding the gun facing back into the island doing the normal target practice when something caught our attention in the woods . There was a large black figure inset  from the wood line 10 feet or so moving towards our camp. This figure was across the cove from us maybe 60 to 100’ if I remember correctly, but I could see the figure clearly however, there was no depth or detail. It was solid, black, and only a side profile.

Now what makes this story so odd almost supernatural was the way this figure moved . It was not swinging arms or any kind of shoulder movement. It was sliding along the forest floor as if it was standing on a flat escalator.

I believe Kris was the one that originally saw it and called it out. The second part of the story that is very odd is I raised my gun and pointed it about 30 yards behind the figure and I shot off four or five possibly six rounds and the figure did not respond at all. It did not move towards us. It did not turn. It did not stop it. Just continue to gliding along the forest floor.

After watching this, Kris and I took off and ran back to the beach because this figure was paralleling the cove headed straight towards my camp where my mother was.

We got there and were pretty frantic, but my mother had not heard or seen anything . We were extremely concerned to say the least because we had no way to call or get off this island.

My mom’s boyfriend ended up not coming back until about 2 o’clock in the morning, which is far past his estimated time of absence which made the stay on the island that much more concerning to say the least we slept in one tent and really did not sleep whatsoever  lol.

That was the last time I believe I was on the island. It was definitely something that stuck in my head for all these years, but kind of got buried until I started really listening to other people‘s experiences and the memory was triggered.

Anyhow, that’s my story again. I cannot confirm what I saw but it was definitely not normal. Figured I would share. I think there’s a lot of stuff in this world that we do not know about so I really try to keep an open mind. Thanks for listening.”