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I am reasonably sure I saw a Sasquatch today, super quick 10/24/23. I am north of Boston, MA and was traveling on a road that turns to dirt for about 300 yards then turns back to asphalt again. The dirt portion is bordered by wetlands on both sides. It is in an area with a lot of woods. There are houses on this road here and there. I was heading east after just clearing the dirt portion of the road. About a hundred feet on the other side of the road coming toward me was a pick-up towing some lawn cutting equipment. About a seconds after we passed, I saw up the road on the right what I thought to be a rather large human being standing in a driveway. This is what my brain told me because it pivoted and took off up the driveway. I thought this person was riding a bike possibly electric because of how fast he went and in particular how smooth it moved up slightly inclined driveway. The road I was on was slightly inclined also going up. It is not uncommon around here for a house to be set back in the trees and not seen
As I approached the spot where this person was, there was no “driveway”. It was all woods. From a distance down the road (50 yds.) my mind had showed me what made sense to it, a guy on a bike with jet black clothing on above the waist moving smoothly and quickly up a hill. In reality what I truly recall is a large dark figure moving from the side of the road, left to right back into the woods very fast. It was so fast infarct all I could make out was something that looked like a vertical rectangle moving from the road and out of sight into the trees. I think I had only three seconds to view it. I could not make out its head. I had to ask myself a hundred times if I had really seen what I saw. I did not stop. I think I was in some sort of shock disbelief mode. This occurred at about 1:50 pm this afternoon. I went back today at about 4:15 to check for tracks something but I’m a city boy with no tracking experience of any kind and had to guess at where exactly I saw it.
When I went back, on the other side of the road through a wooded area it sounded like some sort of get together up a hill. Two boys came down carrying a automotive tire and started rolling it down the street, odd? I did not talk with them. This thing had a moment’s, hesitation at the road I think because it had to clear a ditch and also saw me coming its way.
Wow wow wow!I never saw, heard, or smelt a Sasquatch but there were three times I got the creeps in NH. I worked as a junior counselor at a camp in the White Mountains in 1969. It was basically an older ski lodge used in the summer as a kids camp.
1) The wide open attached carriage house was creepy as hell even during the day time. It had one overhead lightbulb and we use to store the trash in there until it got taken to the dump.
2) Discovered a stone cave behind the house half way up the mountain that backed the house that looked like it had no business being there a Jim Viera type stone structure (Who by the way may be an interesting Guest) 3/4 up a ravine cut into the side of a mountain. I couldn’t get to it though. Besides I had the feeling I was close enough.
3) While taking the campers on a hike we emerged on to a logging road from the woods. Across the road the land had been clear cut and there were some closely spaced young trees about 8 to 10 feet tall. You could see maybe 10 foot tall. The lead counselor called for a break. So we stopped and I immediately got the creeps. I was at the back of the group with the forest on my right and the clear-cut on my left. What was odd was that this very creepy feeling came from the 8 o’clock position only. I kept looking over my shoulder and at one point turned to see the lead guy staring at me giving me the what’s wrong look. I shrugged and must of looked over back in the problem direction a couple of more times. Only turning back when he suggested we push on. I did not know what to tell him later except I had a feeling two steps below panic coming from a specific direction on that road. In 66 years I have never had a felling like that again. It was like the core of my body did not want to be there and certainly not move in that 8 o’clock position.
None of this stuff occurred to me at the time but looking back I wonder.
