Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I wanted to share with you my encounter. Bartow county Georgia. On November 30th 2017 in findings that around my property on December 9th 2017. What happened to me on the 30th in November completely changed my life. It terrified me the no end and it has kept me from going Into the Woods to do my absolute favorite hobby, which is white tail deer hunting and Turkey honey. Little backstory on me. In 2003 I enlisted in the United States, Marine Corps, 0 3 11 rifle infantryman served 8 years in that role, with 3 combat deployments, 2 in Iraq, 1 in Afghanistan.

November 30th started out like any other day. I had off from my manufacturing job. I decided I wanted to go hike. Some old logging trails that I had hiked several times prior in the past of living on my property, the trails were approximately. Five hundred yards away from my front Door and you had to go down a ravine through a pine thicket to get to the start of the logging roads.

About a 1/2 mile into my hike, there was a little off trail that I decided to investigate that I hadn’t investigated before or prior to this date, I decided to go down there. Because I detected the smell of just something dead. I wanted to see what it was when I got down there. There was a shredded deer carcass that was hanging about 6 and a 1/2 to 7 foot up and a small pine tree over a couple branches, thinking that a hunter must have killed it. I started looking for A gut pile. I started looking for signs of a hunter. Didn’t see any and what was strange about the deer carcass was. The legs had clearly been snapped and there was no Head.

Upon closer examination of the body. I realized that this was a buck, surely a hunter must have shot the deer. Even though I couldn’t find any bullet wounds, I couldn’t find any arrowhead wounds that killed the deer skinned it out took the heads. I continued on my trip about another Couple 100 yd down the trail, I decided to set and get a drink of water, eat a protein bar just because well, it was still warm that time of year. It was a particularly warm fall. I remember sitting down and hearing some rustling behind me. I turned around and looked, not seeing anything. Thinking must have been a squirrel. going down the trails or roads? I started noticing odd things right, saw a small pine tree that had been snapped in half pine trees that were bent over and found what looked to be something like a make shift bed. something built out of basically Briar patches, and Other things that you normally wouldn’t see an animal make a bed out of at this point I’m starting to get a little uneasy feeling.i don’t know what gave me the uneasy feeling. I decide to turn around and head back home. On my journey back where I got to the entrance of the little clearing, where I found the deer carcass, I decided I wanted to go see it one last time, get some pictures of Things that I’ve been seeing upon coming out of the little clearing to get back home. You turn left to go home here. You take a right, continue down the trails well since I was heading home. I took an immediate left and I was in a hurry if you will.

It was at that point I heard the loudest scream. That was so deep that literally shook me down to my core. I frozen my tracks now that day I was carrying a Springfield Armory M1a M14 patterned rifle chambered in 7.62 X51 mm. NATO (308win) it’s a rifle that I’ve owned for many years that I’m comfortable with, and I’d carried a modern version of that rifle. In my time with marine corps serving as a designated rifleman, I turned around, and that’s when the most nightmarish thing I could have ever Imagined, we’re standing right in front of me at about 50 yd. The way it was standing was in a posture kind of bent over chest puffed out what I like to call an aggressive stance.
It stood about 7 foot tall shoulders were probably about 3 and a 1/2 feet.

I drew my weapon pointing my rifle at it took it off Safe. And started shouting warnings at it, basically screaming at it. If you take a step, I will kill you. I started to think. That this is or was some kind of joke. You better let me know right now. Because I will fucking kill you. Because at this point in time, I was still thinking, this has gotta be a man in a suit. This has got to be a joke. Someone trying to just scare people here. Because it was also the fall where people were dressing up as clowns, or what had you and trying to scare people when it didn’t respond, and it was just standing there I made the realization that this wasn’t a joke. This wasn’t a person that this was a living, breathing, flesh and blood creature.

But still not completely sure that it wasn’t someone just trying to screw with me. I fired one round the right side of its head. The round probably passed within 6 inches of its head. So at looking at it, it would have been my right, it’s left.

After firing that round, this thing took off at a speed that just was completely not natural. It’s like it was standing there 1 minute, and then poof gone Well thinking, well, now it’s my time to get the hell all out of here. I took off running back home upon getting home, ran inside, lock the door. Went upstairs, went to my master bathroom and just lock myself in there because at that point. I don’t know what it was, but some sort of just emotion hit me and I just couldn’t stop crying. My wife came up to check on me. Course, my stepdaughter was home so were my three children were there for Visitation and I knew I just had to snap out of it.

Telling my wife about what happened? She just started laughing, said that I just I had to see a bear Or it was someone messing with me. Of course, we talked with in bedroom with the door shut so that our four children would not hear cause the last thing I Didn’t want was any of my 4 children. Especially my 2 boys heading off Into the Woods and trying to find this thing. I did contact. I believe his name was david From the expedition Bigfoot museum located in Blue Ridge, Georgia David contacted me, came down the next day and I reluctantly went down the trails with him. I showed him where everything was and where the incident took place. When he started questioning me about the Creature, it was kind of like a memory block. Just came over me. There was certain things I could remember of the incident, certain things I couldn’t and I think he completely lost interest when he was showin me pictures, different body styles, I guess of what people have reported this thing to look like. And I flat out told him that None of these are, it cause everything he was showing me, looked like a gorilla, and that’s not what I saw, what I saw was. It looked like a 7 foot version of us except more hair cover, more primitive. Looking in the face the skull wasn’t pointed like you. Hear people report, it was rounded like ours. But the face was definitely more caveman, in the eye brows body was lean and very fit but not like Arnold or a body builder. More like a very trim but muscular athlete. like I would say, that’s just when he said he would be in contact and I never heard back from him again. Now As for December 9th, we had a massive snowstorm. Come through and after a few days of being, I’m stuck in the house because the property’s set up on a hill if it snowed or iced, you weren’t getting out. I decided to grab my rival and just go walk in the woods close to the house, but Far enough in the ravine, where there was an old ladderstand and possibly harvest a deer. Now, as soon as I got about ten yards in the woods directly in front of my home, there were massive sized tracks in the snow I put my foot up next to the tracks and of course I’m not a large man. I wear about a size 9 and a 1/2 boot. These tracks just swallowed my foot. I did follow them for a couple hundred yards, and they went down The ravine to the very bottom, where there were 2 overhanging rock formations for probably about 50 to 80 yd in length. Now, to me something in my brain told me, this is a trap. This is horrible idea if I was gonna set up an ambush, this is where I’d be. Now is that what it was probably not? I’m pretty sure this thing had no idea that I was going to go Into the Woods that day. So I decided, well, that’s enough. I am heading back home with no further incident now. For the next couple weeks after the storm, you would hear strange howls coming from the woods across the street. There was never any of my personal animals like my dogs come up missing. I think the neighbor said he had a dog come up missing. I had another neighbor have some cats and chickens. Come up missing and what really scared me. And what kind of made it where I no longer let my kids ride their bikes up-and-down the street? Was my oldest son who was 12. We’re 13 at the time was riding his bike and luckily he came back home when it happened. ’cause I guess it startled him? He said he heard my voice calling his name from the woods and he knew that I wasn’t in the woods. I who was at the house. Resting to go into word that night.

But that was The last what I would call incident on that property.

Now I did sell the home two years later, and I haven’t been back since.  I still am not comfortable at all about telling this story. I’ve never even spoken this to my father who I’m very close with. I have not shared this with any of my co. Workers or my closest friends? I never even told my mom about it and the reason is I don’t want to be labeled as some lunatic.”