Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “As a young person I grew up in Northern Oklahoma, My Grandfather owned property that butted up against the Cow Creek water sheds. To provide location it was about 30 minutes from Ponca, 15 Minutes from Pawnee and 15 Minutes from Red Rock.

Lake McMurty was about 30 minutes away in the opposite direction from Red Rock. At one point he owned 500 Acres or basically a square mile. Over time he had sold the property off down to 125 acres or what is referred to as a Quarter. The property had 2 good Sized Ponds on it and a Natural Spring that constantly ran towards the water shed with crystal clear water. No One was allowed to hunt on his property, and no one did. He Purchased the land around 1942 or 43. He raised cattle, pigs, Quarter Horses and Welch Shetland Ponies, goats etc… virtually anything he could sell ac the Stillwater Auctions. In the Early 80’s he sold off the property.

My First encounter was with my brother I was 10 and he was just about to turn 12, we were fishing at a neighbors pond with my dad and sister, my brother nor I was catching anything so we went snake hunting for ring necks and Horned Toads, as we were looking at the ground my brother said to me did you see that tree fall, I heard a dirt slide and my brother said lets go look as he thought he had witnessed an erosion event of a tree falling into a small crevasse from the edge of it, He ran over to the place where it fell, about 50 feet from where we were, screamed and told me to run as we were running back towards the pond, the tree, now looking like a bigfoot was running the opposite direction. Ends up he was watching us and he got to close to the edge and the ground gave way and we were in our own little kid world of looking for snakes. Our stepdad said we had just scared ourselves and brushed it off, he and my sister kept fishing while my brother and I hopped in the back of the pickup and kept an eye out if it were to come back.

My second and third encounter happened on the same day, I was now 13 years old and able to carry a shotgun so my friend Charles and I went hunting for quail on my Grandpa’s Farm. After an hour of walking we made a winding path to the very back of the property and did not fire one shot, the forest had gotten pretty thick, but we new where we were and that we were not far from the water shed area, we stepped into a clearing and 3 or 4 quail flushed out so I took a shot and hit the bird and it fell into a thicket that you could not see into, so my friend Charles ran over and pulled the branches back and then turned to me and said, ” I don’t think its your bird but something is dead back here it sure does stink. ” I laughed and said we need to head back as we can’t hunt past the fence This is where the water shed area starts and we were both getting hungry.

We started walking back through the woods in a more straight line than we had getting there, and we heard large foot steps behind us, we thought it was a cow, but we could not see any cows around, when we walked it walked when we stopped it stopped, we had no idea at the time what it was, I did not even think about when I was 10. We decided to run back to the farm house and get out of the woods as quick as we could, we came out of the woods into a ten acre clearing we stopped in the middle of the 10 acres and looked back to see a very big -bigfoot walk out of the forest and stand behind a very large Juniper type evergreen and poke his head out to look at us, he then walked and stood behind the next tree and then walked down into the spring fed creek which was the only thing separating us from getting to the house, so we ran the rest of the clearing to get to the road and ran to get to my grandpas house we were so scared and crying and hysterical that we just stood in the mud room for 15 to 20 minutes.

We decided that we had to tell my grandpa and grandma and my sister was there as well, they all laughed at us and said we just got scared in the woods. My grandmother said take me to it I would like to meet this thing if it is real. After an hour we got our wits back and said ok, but Grandpa said no guns, so we took frog gigs. We walked down an access road used to check fences that would take us very near where we first started being followed my sister who was 15 started throwing rocks into the woods on the left side of the road and I was watching the right side, this is where we saw it again.

It was standing behind a large cedar tree You could see its leg, 5 black toe nails and its face through the branches. Very Tall the hair was clay red and matted like a collie that spent all day playing in the mud kind of v shaped its nose was wider than normal but not like an ape, its face was dark and its eyes were brown, the hair color was brown with red clay in it, without walking through the ditch that stood between us we were 15 feet away from it, my grandma saw it and decided not to introduce herself we all stared at it for a few minutes as it stared at us and I finally said I am leaving and the rest thought that was a good idea, it did not follow us back this time.

The next day after I had told my Step Father what had happened he and some friends all went back to the last few places we had saw it and found tracks, he told me he believed I was followed by something but he would not say it was Sasquatch or Bigfoot.”