Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I was born in and still live in central Georgia. My family had owned a large piece of property that was mostly wooded. My Dad taught me how to hunt, track, fish, hike, camp and do all the things related to those hobbies. I was blessed with wonderful parents that taught me so much about life.

As far as my careers go, I am an audio and lighting engineer and I work in concert production. As of 2020 I have 30 years experience. So I have kinda seen it all and heard it all.

On the other side of the coin I work in Forestry Management. I have been doing that for nearly 10 years with a company owned by a friend. You are probably wondering how on earth did you end up landing 2 completely opposite jobs. Well, it just worked out at the perfect timing. So now I will cut to my experiences.

Fall of 2017, West Georgia. Myself and 1 other guy doing a timber cruise. Basically we are counting trees and marking a map. My co-worker and I are at least 1 mile away from each other. I am walking at a normal pace and I begin to hear something walking off to my left. I didn’t think much about it for several minutes until I noticed it getting closer.

As I started walking again I recognized it as something walking on 2 feet. I quickly remembered things that my Dad taught me. Well, I have had a few encounters with angry hunters claiming that I was ruining their hunting. Well, we don’t just decide to go do these jobs whenever we want to. We arrange it through land owners and they contact their hunting club members so I know that the hunters have knowledge of us. Those encounters end with being cursed out as the hunter walks away. So after a few minutes I shouted out, Hello! I’m am doing official forestry work! I didn’t get a response and I got a little freaked out. I stood still for what seemed like a half hour. Whatever it was finally walked away and up a hill and I didn’t hear it again. Fall of 2018, West Georgia. Working on a huge property burn so new trees can be planted. I am on a 4 wheeler stopped and watching the wind effects on the fire which is about 1 hour to being completed and safe. I am kicked back drinking a bottled water when I hear something quickly moving towards me from behind me. Limbs cracking and what sounded like heavy steps. There was an old barbed wire fence about 25 yards behind me. I heard the screeching noise of the fence being pushed down. I instantly got terrified and I don’t get scared very easily in the woods. I immediately sat up straight, dropped my water, cranked the 4 wheeler, put it in gear and got out of there.

I turned right to get back on the fire break and head to the trucks. As I pass by a chimney that is still standing from where an old home once stood, I heard a loud whistle. I stopped and looked back thinking that I would see a co-worker trying to get my attention. However, there was no one there. I was really terrified by then. I made it back to the trucks about 20 minutes before anyone else so I had time to regain my composure. I never mentioned it to the guys, but I sensed that everyone was ready to go.Fall 2019, South Georgia. Working another property burn. Right at dark we were headed home. We are in the middle of nowhere. No cell phone signal whatsoever. The truck I am riding in runs out of gas. Our co-workers stop. We figured that the nearest gas station is a minimum of 30 minutes away. They head out to get us some gas.

We figured that we would see them in an hour. It was me and 1 other guy there alone and totally dark. We turned on the parking lights to have a little light. There were 2 cars that stopped by with some friendly people asking if we were ok or needed help. About 45 minutes into the long wait, we heard a pretty loud and low grunt like HOOO! HAAA! This grunt vibrated my chest. There was a few seconds of silence and my co-worker said, “What the hell was that?” Now this guy has several more years of experience in forestry work than me. I said, “I don’t know what it is, but I do know what it is not.

It’s not a person, or a dog or a bear or a panther or a bobcat. It’s something that I have never heard before.” He says, “Let’s get in the truck.” I thought about it and my only guess is that it was a Sasquatch making us aware of it’s presence and letting us know that it was aware of us. After we got gas I tried to ease into a Sasquatch conversation but my co-worker dodged the conversation. We still haven’t talked about it.

I am thankful for my knowledge and experience of sound and forest environments. Those things and many hours of listening to Sasquatch Chronicles and watching lots of videos and reading a lot helped me in my experiences. I wish that I had the guts to turn around and look back that day on the 4 wheeler….. but maybe it was better that I didn’t.”