Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

I am 51 years old and when I was 13 I was with my father and a friend of his.

We were going for a horse back ride into a area near lost creek Utah that was on private property and rarely visited by people called china town because of the sandstone rock formations that look like Brice canyon Utah national park about 300 miles due south from there in the same Mountain range. We were asked to shoot the porky pines in the area because they had become a menus so we were carrying 30/30 Winchester s for the job and had been shooting several on the way

They were usually in trees when we would find them. As we began up a ridge line I noticed down in the bottom of the valley about 150 meters away a cotton wood tree in which I though I saw a porky pine. I said to the adults with me “there is a porky pine,” but as I continued to watch it I realized  it was two big for a porky pine and then thought it was a bear but soon discovered it was not s bear.

As I watched it, it was about the size as I am now (I am 6 4 250 lbs) and it was about 20 or more feet in the tree.

Then it must have noticed us because it jumped out of the tree and landed on its back feet like a gymnast sticking a landing. It then walked on its hind feet from the bottom of the tree about 40 feet away to a oak brush hedge line and then turned to face us then squatted like a man may have squatted into the brush and disappeared so it was no longer visible but it could watch us.

It walked in what was a unnatural human gate but was smooth for it. It’s arms swung unusually more than a human gate. It was cover with dark brown hair that appeared even from that distance.

I said to the adults with me that we should shoot it but they said that they were afraid it’s mother was around and we turned around and went back the truck and packed up and left with out reaching the intended destination of china town

The adults were clearly shaken and afraid and and maybe I should have been and they would not talk about it after the incident.